Little Bitch

Chapter 78

Chapter 78

It was the strangest feeling, finally knowing that yes, I was ready for this. As if all the second guessing had gone off in flames.

            I should have had that honest conversation with Lexi before. I needed to learn to communicate my feelings.

            And now I needed to learn to stop thinking when I was apparently about to make love to the actual love of my life.

            One hand in my hair, the other on my back, Lexi said, "it's snowing outside and I'm with you. How more romantic could it get?"

            She had a point. Maybe it was a good thing we'd put this off until now, then. Still, I smirked, "I have a few ideas."

            "You can shut up now," she replied, and at the same time, raised her leg, grabbed my boxers with her toes and pulled them down.

            Pulling stuff like that was not okay!

            How would I have any chances of lasting when she was being this hot?

            "Is this how you want me? Silent?" I teased her, and after kicking off the boxers, pressed myself closer, against her. The anticipation almost had me shaking.

            "Yes, I just want you to lay there and not utter one sound," Lexi replied, her tone letting me know I wasn't the only one affected here.

            "You wound me." I breathed, and made quick work of getting rid of her bra.

Much better now.

            "You'll get over it..."

            "By getting over you?"

            "Banter? Even now?"

            "You don't like it?"

            "Oh, I like it."

            Her tone, her hands one me, skin against skin.

            I liked it too.

My Pumpkin was really going to be my undoing.

My pressed my lips against hers, effectively ending the bantering. I wanted, needed to feel more of her. My hand reached for one of her breasts, kneading at her skin, pleased sounds resonating from my girlfriend.

There would always be a part of me that would be incredulous, that this could be happening, however many times I'd kissed girlfriend before, or felt her breath hitch from my touch.

Having her like this, having any part of her... I would always be grateful for it. Grateful actually wasn't even enough of a word to encompass how it felt, to have her in my arm, legs wrapped around me, holding me close, feeling her breath on my lips.

The only piece of clothing still left between us was Lexi's panties. We had to fix that.

I reluctantly let go of her breast, sliding my hand against her skin all the way down, reaching between us, slipping under fabric, my fingers easily finding the sweetest spot.

Lexi's breath caught again.

We'd done this dance before, so this wasn't uncharted territory. I stroked and taunted, already knowing how my girlfriend liked it.

My lips went to her breasts, her breathing hitching, her hands tangling in my hair, pulling at them.

She was moving her hips against my hand, one leg tightly wrapped around me. She'd stroke my leg with her other foot before, but not it was like she didn't have the concentration to do anything else.