Free The Longest Ride by Kelly Taylor Page B

while we fucking tonight, but I’d told him I was a little nervous about that. Too many girl’s mug shots had ended up being circled around the college after a bad breakup and I didn’t want to risk it. If my parents ever found out, they would have disowned me.
    I glanced at a photo of him with a t-shirt on that said, “I love Victoria”
    He really was sweet, and the only guy I could imagine losing my virginity to. I loved him and wanted him to have all of me. I took one last look at myself in the mirror, sprayed on some perfume just as he heard his car pull into the driveway.
    Answering the door, I was greeted to a large bouquet of roses. There had to have been at least thirty; a combination of red, pink and white.
    “You are the sweetest!”
    “Only for the sweetest ass.”
    I laughed taking them from him and bringing them into the kitchen. Matt took a seat at the breakfast table, watching me as I found a vase and filled it with water.
    “So Julie making it down?”
    “I’m not sure. But her dad is meant to be on patrol tonight, so hopefully we don’t bump into him.”
    I placed the roses inside the vase and set them on the table. As I leaned over to smell them, he came up behind me and pressed his hips against my ass. My eyes widened I could feel his hard cock.
    “You are a little eager.”
    “Well this is the day, right? And… your parents are out. Why don’t we just do it now?”
    I turned, slipping my arms around his neck. “I told you. It would feel much more romantic to do it at the hotel. I wouldn’t be able to relax here anyway, and my brother could walk in at any moment.”
    I grabbed my purse and slipped my jacket on. “Come on we are going to be late. They say there is a good chance the cops will find them this year, and I for one want to get in some jelly shots before that. Hell, they are covering the cost of all the booze, can you believe that?”
    Matt pulled me back toward him and perched on the table. “Can you imagine us doing it right here…on your dinner table? You would never be able to eat on here again without thinking about us.” He laughed.
    I laughed and he kissed me. His tongue slipped into my mouth and wrapped around mine. I deepened the kiss, holding the back of his head tight. I could feel his hot breath and excitement. He pulled me in until I was sitting on top of his hard cock. His jeans were still on as he explored under my shirt. I felt my body tingle, and a shiver went up my spine. I leaned in close, feeling his hands cup my breasts. Then he slipped one hand around to the curve of my back and ran it down into my jeans. His fingers raked between the cheeks of my ass.
    “Ohhh a thong?”
    “Like it?”
    “But I said no panties.”
    “You can’t exactly call these panties.”
    “Guess not.”
    We returned to mouthing each other. I pulled at his bottom lip and moaned into his mouth. His finger went deeper, touching my anal hole and rubbing it, while his other went under my bra and rolled my nipple between his fingers. It was sensitive and turned me on immensely.
    Eventually his hand continued past my ass hole and went down between my wet folds. He was making me so wet and I had to say, I was enjoying him exploring my pussy with his fingers. With his other hand he yanked up my top exposing my bra and allowing my breasts to hang down. He pulled the bra up and my plump breasts popped out. He took one in his mouth and sucked hard on my nipple while watching my eyes to see how I reacted. I gasped, and rocked back and forth on his finger, which was still touching my ass hole. I felt it go inside and then out. He brushed my other breast with his lips, enjoying the visual of the nipple hardening. He then pulled it between his teeth until it had stretched to twice the size. I clenched my jaw. While it felt slightly sore there was also a degree of pleasure that I hadn’t felt before.
    A large part of me wanted him to take me right there on the table. I could see it now, him