All My Love

Chapter 60

Becca peaks her head into her place, making sure Stella is nowhere in sight and quickly pulls me in. Stella's door begins to open and I'm dragged back, stuck behind her flat's door as she shuts it. I hear muffled voices and the door lock, causing me to roll my eyes and lean up against it, crossing my arms. I lean my head back against the door and close my eyes, waiting for some kind of text to let me inside.

About ten minutes later, the lock of the door sounds, making me jump away from and hold my breath praying to God it's not Stella. Becca stands in front of me, reaching out her hand for me to grab ahold of and leads me to her room.

"Takes me back to the good old days." I joke, locking Becca's door as she stands in front of it. I grab her face in my large hands and kiss her, like really kiss her. She smiles behind the kiss as I work my tongue in and around hers, feeling the burning pit of my stomach from how fucking good her kissing is.

"That's what I want to talk to you about." Becca breaks the kiss. I'm still leaning in with my hand on the door as she walks around me, leaving me in hunger. I glance over my shoulder before I turn around as she shrugs her coat off, walking over to her closet to hang it up. "So like are we an actual couple now orrr?" She asks, looking back at me over her shoulder. I rub my wrist as I walk over to her bed and sit down.

"I.. I don't know. Are we?" I question her and she closes her closet, crossing her arms as she shrugs. I smirk, pushing myself up from the bed and walk over to her, running my hands up and down her arms as I stare her down in the eyes. "Becca, do you want to be my girlfriend?" I bounce my eyebrows and she rolls her eyes with a smile before acting serious.

"I don't know, I have a lot of guys lined up that want to date me." She gives me a neutral look with a small smirk.

"Oh really? How many to be exact?" I find this amusing, crossing my arms as she walks over to her dresser, tilting her head to the side in thought while opening a drawer.

"Five... Eight.. I don't know, somewhere around there." Becca shrugs, looking back at me and I throw my hand over my heart.

"Then I guess I'll have to wait a long ass time." I say in fake sorrow, walking up behind her. I wrap my arms around her small body and I set my head on her shoulder. I inhale her scent as I touch her neck with my nose.

"I choose you though." Becca smiles, turning around after she grabs a pair of purple silk pants along with a long sleeve button up in the same material. I've never seen these before.

"New?" I ask and breathe on her neck as I bring my fingers to the button of her pants, undoing them before unzipping for her. I feel her tense up, getting turned on by just that.

"My mom got them for me as one of my Christmas presents. They're from Victoria's Secret." She tells me while I slowly pull up the sweater she's wearing, touching her soft skin with my fingertips in subtle grazing. Her skin rises, making me smirk to myself knowing I have that kind of affect on her. I peel the stupid spaghetti strap that hugs her body off and unhook the bra, pushing it off of her and lick my lips before biting the corner. My arms go back to round her front and my lips touch the skin of her neck, running my fingertips up her stomach. Seconds later, I cup her tit, massaging slowly all while my mouth is on her neck and shoulders. I go down with her as she slips out of her jeans. I can sense that she's trying to ignore the pleasure.

When we're up right and she begins to unfold her pajama pants, I go back to placing my lips on her neck, my left hand leaving her tit and slowly going down. "I haven't shaved in like a week and a half." She grabs my wrist, keeping it place right about her panty's waistline.

"Hey, hey, hey. You should already know that I don't care about hair." I say into her, beginning to rock our hips from side to side slowly. I plant an extra soft kiss on the curve of her neck, having her loosen her grip around my wrist. Her hand hesitates to leave mine but finally falls to her side letting me enter. I keep up with the tender kneading at Becca's tits with my one hand that isn't in her bottoms.