yourself in danger.”
Momentarily, she thought he meant by being out with two guys, and then as his lips touched hers, she lost all thought process and became lost in the feeling of rightness.
Ever so softly, his tongue ran along the bottom of her lip, as if asking for entry. She opened her mouth slightly with a sigh, and pressed her body into his. With that small acquiesce, he was in, and with each stroke of his tongue, their kisses grew more fevered. If she thought she was turned on earlier by watching the boys make out, it was nothing compared to this one-on-one action.
Reed wrapped one of his arms around her back and walked her backward, toward the soft cushions. Amanda felt her pulse quicken. She sunk back into the cushions with Reed on top of her. Between her legs, she could feel his manhood pressing against her from inside his sweat shorts. They offered little barrier, and it didn’t take much imagination for her to figure out how much he wanted her.
His hands slipped beneath her light sweater and, as one thumb rubbed against her already hard nipple, she thanked the gods for easy access. As the sensations lit her nerve endings on fire, she arched upward, against his hard cock, and lifted her neck. He took the offering, running his mouth along her jaw line, to her neck, and finally stopping to suck the tender spot below her ear.
“You feel so fucking good,” Reed said. “How I wanted you. You being here with those guys really got to me.”
“I didn’t want them,” she tried to explain. She was more excited by the thought of watching them than being with them. Like a man possessed, Reed took her mouth back, stopping any possibility of explanation.
She was dying to see what he felt like, so she slipped one of her hands into his shorts. Bare slick skin greeted her fingers. The tip of his cock was wet with his pre-come, and as she brushed against the sensitive skin, Reed sucked in a breath and jerked his hips back in surprise.
She gripped him harder, pumping his cock in a firm sliding motion, up and down, feeling his skin move with her, increasing the friction.
“I can’t take much of that sweetness,” he said. “You’re going to make me come like a school-boy.”
“So come,” she said, feeling the power of him. “Let me feel how much you want me.”
Thick come jettisoned over her hand. Reed’s body twitched, and he reached down to kiss her once, twice, three times, before shifting to the side of her body and laying next to her.
“Told you I couldn’t take too much of that,” he said, breathing loudly. “Usually, I have much more staying power.”
“You’ll have to convince me of that later,” she said. “For now, I’ll believe you.”
She wiped her hand along the inside of his shorts and brought it out of the waistband, patting the outside of where his now-sated penis lay as a reminder.
“What about you?” Reed asked, his hand trailing the inside of her thigh. “Need an official, authorized release?”
Amanda was sorely tempted, but something held her back. Maybe it was the thought of being too intimate with Reed right away. But after what she’d been learning, seeing and doing at the sex school the last week… that seemed more than silly.
“Why don’t you forgive my earlier ‘infraction?’” she suggested.
“Now what would be the fun in that?” Reed laughed.
Chapter Eight
When Reed had brought her back to the dorm the night before, Amanda thought she’d have difficulty falling asleep. That didn’t prove to be a problem. Waking up early did.
Someone was shaking her leg. Amanda slowly opened her eyes, taking in the pure color of turquoise in the morning sunshine, and then she realized that it was Claire sitting on the edge of her bed. Her friend looked resplendent in the clingy v-neck T-shirt dress.
“Hey there, sleepyhead,” Claire said. “What happened to you last night? The boys came back, and then I tried waiting up for you… but I must have fallen