Free Falling Sweetly (Starling Falls #2) by Aidan Willows Page A

firmly, “You were drunk, Niki. There’s no way that I would have let that happen.”
    Niki turned so that we were face-to-face, and I could make out some of her features in the moonlight streaming through the window, but it was too dark in the room for me to see her face clearly.
    “That’s a pity,” she said teasingly, which made me freeze in shock.
    “What?” I asked, sure that I must have misheard her.
    Niki inched closer towards me and whispered in a husky voice, “I said; that’s a pity.”
    I felt a soft hand on my chest, which then made its way up to my face and entangled itself in my hair.
    Am I still dreaming?
    The air between us crackled.
    “What are you doing, Niki?” I swallowed before asking her hoarsely
    “Touching you, silly,” she replied simply, as her hand left my hair and travelled back down to stroke the stubble on my jaw.
    Okay then. Apparently after drunk-Yoda- Niki makes an appearance, flirty-frisky- Niki soon replaces her.
    “You should stop,” I told her weakly, in a pathetic attempt to do the right thing.
    “You don’t want me to touch you?” she asked quietly, as her fingertips found my lips in the dark.
    “There’s nothing I want more, but you’re still wasted, baby. I don’t want to do anything you’d regret later.”
    She giggled in a very un-Niki like manner. “You keep calling me “baby.” I like it… I like you.”
    “Uh…” I stuttered, completely at a loss for words.
    In a sudden movement, Niki sat up, pushed me onto my back and swung a leg over me to straddle my hips.
    Oh, fuck. Well that escalated quickly. Apparently this attraction is not so one-sided.
    She pressed hot kisses to my jaw as she rubbed her body against mine. Her dress had ridden up, and I could feel her bare thighs on either side of my hips and the warmth of her pussy against the crotch of my jeans.
    That feels fucking awesome, though you should probably stop this now…
    “Niki.” I had intended to say her name as a warning for her to stop, but it had somehow come out as a moan instead.
    “Yes, Jake?” she asked as her fingers attempted to undo the buttons on my shirt. I put my hand over hers and stopped her eager fingers from any further actions.
    “No more,” I managed to grunt.
    I could hear the pout in her voice when she spoke and her hands went to the button of my jeans.
    “But, Little Niki wants to meet Little Jake. They’re gonna be real good friends,” she purred as she ground her core against my throbbing cock again.
    “Oh God, baby. You have no idea how badly Little Jake wants that too, but it’s not going to happen when you’re drunk and might not remember anything tomorrow.”
    Did you just refer to your own penis as Little Jake?
    “Jakeee,” she whined in frustration and bounced on me as her hand hit my chest lightly. “What if I promise to remember?”
    Despite the pain I was in, her words made me laugh. I rolled us over so she was under me. I would be a liar if I said this particular position hadn’t been a recurring fantasy of mine whenever I jacked off.
    Though in my fantasies, Niki was completely naked, had both legs wrapped around my waist and was moaning my name loudly as I pounded into her deep and hard.
    I lightly kissed the tip of her cute nose. “That’s not a promise you can make in your current state.”
    She wrapped her legs around my hips and I couldn’t stop myself from nuzzling her neck, breathing in the light floral scent that always surrounded her and pressing a quick kiss to her throat.
    You’re a bad man, Jameson.
    “But, I wanted you to be my first. You’re tall, nice, cute and funny, and your eyes are a nice blue. I’ve been thinking about this, and I’ve made up my mind about it. So take off your pants and let’s do this thing,” she said petulantly.
    I smiled against her neck. “First what, baby?”
    She tutted in annoyance, “My first first. You know, Jake.” She made a popping sound with her mouth.
    I froze above her. “Niki,