Page 60 of Palm South University: Season 3
Skyler giggles and kisses down my neck as I feel my way along the countertop. Finding a flat-top stove completely clear, I slide her up onto it, leaning her back and thrusting two fingers deep inside her wet pussy as soon as my lips take hers.
She cries out, hooking one leg over my shoulder to give me better access as I pull my fingers out and slide them back in. Her nails grab at my neck, my back, pulling me closer, wanting more, and I’m all too eager to deliver. I push my fingers in deeper, sucking her lip between my teeth and wiggling my fingertips deep inside, hitting the spot that used to always send her tumbling.
“Oh, God, yes,” she pants, breaking our kiss and whispering her pleas into my ear. “Deeper, yes.”
I growl, thrusting deeper, and she clenches around me, biting my shoulder to muffle her moans as she comes on my fingers.
It’s such a powerful feeling, making someone else fall apart, and I revel in it, pulling her to stand before spinning her around and bending her over the stovetop. I slap her ass, more than ready to fuck her, and it’s only when I line up at her wet entrance that I realize I don’t have a condom.
“Fuck,” I curse, dropping my head to her back. “I, uh… I wasn’t exactly prepared for you tonight.”
Skyler laughs, spinning to face me again before kissing me hard. “I could say the same. Nice to know you still remember what buttons to push.”
She runs her tongue along my bottom lip before reaching down between us to wrap her hand around my shaft. She pumps long and slow, gripping me firmly in her small hands as I thrust into her.
And then she drops to her knees again.
But in that exact moment, my mind decides to be a dick again, because I can’t help but wonder if Cassie is on her knees right now, too.
I try to shake her from my thoughts, try to clear them, but it’s useless once she’s in that space again.
Skyler keeps working me, dropping her mouth to my tip and swirling her tongue around and around. And I know it’s Skyler down there, but I can’t help but feel in the darkness like it could be Cassie. Imagining it’s her hands on my shaft meeting her perfect little mouth, that it’s her moan vibrating over my cock as she takes me deep in her throat — it’s all it takes to push me to the edge.
I grunt out my release, fighting the urge to call out Cassie’s name as I come in Skyler’s mouth. But she’s all I see. She’s all I feel. She’s all I want.
When I’m finished, Skyler uses my arms to climb her way back to standing, swallowing like a champ and giggling as I come down from my high. “I have no idea where any of our clothes are.”
I laugh at that, feeling through the darkness for my board shorts. When I find them, I dig in the pockets for the water-proof Ziploc bag my phone is in and click on the flashlight, helping Skyler locate her bathing suit.
We get dressed quickly, both of us still smiling, but before I can open the door to lead us back upstairs Skyler pushes me back against the fridge, shoving her tongue in my mouth. She kisses me like a punctuation mark, like she needs to do it just in case I get any ideas. And when she pulls back, the light from my phone illuminates her just enough for me to catch the wink she throws.
“See you around, Brooks.”
She bites her lip, shaking her head as she slips out the door and lets it close behind her.
And I just turn the flashlight off, letting the darkness consume me.