I'm not fully awake yet, but I feel long fingernails grazing my chest gently. With my eyes still closed, I take Stevie's hand in mine and kiss her knuckles. She props herself up on her elbow and presses a soft kiss on my lips, causing me to open my eyes.
"Good morning."
"Good morning." I echo, smiling at her. Her hair is a bit messy and she looks like she's just woke up as well. "I slept so well."
"Me too." Stevie says, covering her mouth as she yawns. "Have you stopped freaking out about last night?"
I chuckle lowly, nodding my head. "I stopped freaking out as soon as you said you weren't mad at me."
"Good." She gives a nod of her head, laying her head on my chest again.
We lie together, not talking, for some time and it's nice. It's comfortable. Words are seriously overrated. My fingers draw circles on her upper arm, which is wrapped around my middle. After a while, I cup her cheek and make her look at me. We stare at each other for a moment and there's a mutual pull between us. She reaches up to kiss me and I meet her halfway. There's no rush, we kiss lazily, our hands beginning to explore.
Suddenly, I get insecure. I consider myself to be in good shape for my age, but I do have a slight beer belly, while her body is firm and absolutely gorgeous. I part our lips and she seems confused.
"What's wrong?" Stevie asks and I look away. I feel stupid.
"I- I'm not sure. I just... This is going to make me sound like an idiot, but I feel like I'm not enough for you. I mean, you're young and hot, then there's me." I say, patting my stomach for emphasis. "Am I even attractive to you?"
Stevie gives me a look, then starts laughing. "You're right, you sound like an idiot. I wouldn't be here if I wasn't attracted to you, Lindsey. Can we move on from this age gape thing once and for all? I like you, you hear me? Not only do I think you're attractive, I think you're hot and you're handsome, and the first time I saw you without a T-shirt on, I felt a tingling between my legs." Oh. "Imagine what I'm feeling right now." She says.
I think she senses my hesitation, so she lies on her back, taking my hand in her smaller one. Without breaking eye contact, she guides my hand into her black panties and I groan at her arousal. She lets go of my hand and still slightly unsure, I part her lower lips and start moving two of my fingers against her center in circular motion. She arches her back, closing her eyes as one of her hands squeezes her breast and she sinks her teeth in her bottom lip. Gaining more confidence, I speed up a little causing her to raise her hips off the mattress, so I apply more pressure to keep her down. My eyes follow her figure from her toes up to her face, I see her skin is flushed. I must be doing something right. But then she places her hand over mine and stops me. I want to ask what I did wrong, but I don't have to, when she sits up and unclasps her bra, throwing it on my bedroom floor. Her breasts seem to be a perfect handful, her nipples tight, begging for attention. She lies down on her back again and I immediately attach my mouth to one of the hardened peaks. Her fingers disappear in my curls as she moans my name.
"I want- I want your mouth on me."
Say no more!
I settle in between her legs, getting comfortable, she spreads her thighs wide, giving me a nice view. I groan at the taste of her, my tongue stiff, teasing her clit as I swiftly brush it over up and down. Given that she's already been pretty worked up, I soon feel her legs grip my head, surely keeping me in place. Adding to the pleasure, I push my middle finger inside her and she cries out as I move it in and out quickly to match the rhythm of my mouth. Shortly, her whole body tenses up and then she falls apart, her thighs loosening around me, her arms at her sides.
I grin to myself, kissing the inside of her thigh, then leave tiny kisses up her stomach, her chest before kissing her on the lips. Giving her time to catch her breath, I caress her body, hovering above her, kissing her skin here and there.
"I want every morning to start out like that." She says, making me laugh. She adds. "Make love to me."
It's been a while for me, so I don't waste any time getting naked. I reach into the nightstand and when she sees a small packet in my hand, she shakes her head. "I'm on the pill."
That's even better.
I lie in between her legs again, hard as a rock, painfully even. I take my erection in my hand and coat it in her arousal, then thrust my hips, entering her fully. God, this feels incredible. I almost forget I've got to actually do something for a second, when I feel her nails dig into my back muscles. I know I'm being a bit selfish, but I speed up instantly, pulling in and out of her a bit too roughly perhaps. She only encourages me, so I don't hold back. Before I know it, I shut my eyes tightly, gritting my teeth. This hasn't lasted long enough, she's going to think of me as a failure, but she surprises me, telling me to let go. And I do, hitting her deep inside, causing her to yelp, as I empty myself into her and fall on her chest, breathing heavily.
"That's not fair on you." I say, when my breathing returns to somewhat normal.
She half-smiles at me, shrugging her shoulders. "I rarely ever orgasm this way."
"Well, we're gonna have to change that, won't we?" I roll off her and on my back.
Stevie's phone starts ringing before she can say anything else. "Dad." She rolls her eyes. Awkward.
I listen to her side of the conversation and I can tell she's annoyed. She's got to leave, go home. I sigh.
I don't want her to go.
