Oceanside

Chapter 34

Silas

She sighed against my mouth and my heart squeezed at the noise. It was full of everything good. Relief, happiness, satisfaction, pleasure, and so much more. All because I was kissing her, because I was touching her. I loved that I could do that.

I kissed her with passion, pulling her closer to me when she inched towards me. I cupped the back of her head and slid my other arm around her back. With us touching it felt like my body was on fire. Every part of me that was connected to hers was electric. My hands ached to memorize her body more than they already had. My lips wanted to mark every inch of her smooth skin.

Odette. Odette. Odette.

My mind revolved around her.

When I licked the seam of her lips to deepen the kiss she complied automatically. She shifted up some so she could sit higher up on my lap, keeping her lips on mine as my tongue brushed against her.

I grunted when she sat back down, still straddling me but now her core pressed against my erection. I felt her hips start to roll forward then held still. I slid my hand down to the base of her back and finished the action. She moaned breathlessly into my mouth. I groaned against hers as she rubbed against me again. Even with the few layers of clothes we had on it felt amazing. I was tempted to shove the material aside and push into her.

The warmth and pressure of her pussy beneath her panties ground down against me. I moved my hand up to her breast, palming it. She rolled her hips harder, ripping away from my mouth so she could tug her shirt off. Before it hit the ground she was pulling on mine. I sat up and jerked it off. She brushed her hair out of the way then kissed me again.

Part of me wanted to stop kissing so I could see her. I hadn't seen that much of her yet but the rest of me never wanted to stop kissing her. Her fingers traced over my chest and arms, mine did the same to her. Her hands dropped to my waistband and I pulled back.

"Can I—"

"Do you want to—"

We spoke at the same time. Both of us were breathless. I almost groaned when I saw the look on her face. Innocently needy. Innocent in that she want to check if I was okay with her giving me a blowjob, needy because of how horny she was. The look drove me crazy.

"If you asking if I want to stop I'm going to say no," she spoke.

"I was actually going to ask if you wanted to move this to a room." I cracked a smile. "That question was definitely next though."

Her eyes dropped to my lips. "Yes," she said then crashed her mouth to mine. Within a second I was standing up, holding her to me with one arm under her ass. She made a small noise and tightened her legs around my waist.

I blindly carried her down the hall and into my room. I didn't bother kicking the door closed. This was my house and no one else was here. And while her room was definitely closer to the living room I had spent way too long imagining her in my bed to make any other decision.

I walked to the bed, bending as I set her down so we didn't have to disconnect. She seemed to have the same idea, moving back slow without breaking the kiss. With her I went to take off her skirt. It was tied to her at the top with a bow. She pulled the string and I tugged it the rest of the way off. Immediately my hands ran over her. They slid up her thighs and to her hips. As she moved further back I came with her, eventually placing my hands on either side of her head to not crush her.

Her hands ran over my shoulders, sliding down my chest to my stomach. She moved them to grab onto my side, adding some pressure that told me she wanted me to drop some of my weight. I complied happily, adjusting so her body brushed against mine with every move she made.