Free Last Kiss by Alexa Sinn, Nadia Rosen Page B

near the Nats’ stadium, and David and I make out in the backseat. David strokes my thigh as the car moves, using every pothole and bump in the road to sneak his hand farther and farther up my skirt.
    By the time we pull up to my building, his thumb is rubbing my clit, his fingers coated in my wetness. I pull out a twenty and practically throw it at the driver. We scramble out of the cab and race up the stairs to my floor.
    We are laughing as we run down the hall, and I can’t get my keys out fast enough. It’s hard to open the door as David distracts me, but finally, we are inside. I throw my bag on the floor and turn around to ask him to please excuse the mess, but he pulls me in and covers my mouth with his.
    We move toward the bed, still kissing, and I try not to trip as I walk backwards. He sits me down and I fumble for his belt, ready to rip his clothes off, but he stops me.
    “Wait. Let’s slow down and enjoy it.”
    And enjoy it we can. I realize it’s the first time ever that we don’t have anywhere else to be, any parents to hide from, curfews to keep, roommates who might come home from class any moment.
    I lift my arms as David takes off my shirt and raise my hips as he removes my skirt. I look into his eyes as he takes in the sight of me, nearly naked and vulnerable, just like the first time.
    “ Wow,” he breathes. “You’re beautiful.”
    He leans in to kiss me again, and I close my eyes. He swings my legs onto the bed and climbs on top of me, holding himself up over me with his strong arms.
    David covers me with kisses that start at my forehead. He kisses my nose, our silly sign of affection from a previous life, and then he moves downward. He kisses every place I like, every place I know he’ll kiss, and then some that surprise me. I gasp as he drags his teeth across my collarbone.
    He unclasps my bra and removes it, sliding each strap down my arm to reveal me. My nip ples are tiny and erect, beckoning him. He traces my breasts in lazy circles, moving inward and then outward again to tease me. I grip his arms, thinking please, please touch them. And he does, bending down to lick me slowly with just the tip of his tongue, starting at the curve underneath my breast and moving upward, finally taking my nipple into his mouth. He flicks it and sucks it and bites it gently, rolling the other between his fingers as he does. It is electric, and I arch my back in response, biting my lip to keep from crying out as he continues.
    I’m almost at the point of no return from this stimulation alone when David moves on, trailing kisses down my stomach and above the hem of my panties. I lift myself to help him and he slides them off, the silky lace brushing against my smooth, bare lips and sending shivers up and down my spine.
    David parts my legs and kneels between them, kissing and licking his way up my thighs. When he reaches my pussy, he pauses for a moment and I can feel his hot breath against my skin. He touches the very tip o f his tongue against my clit and I moan, thrusting my hips against him in reflex. He quickens the pace, lapping at my clit and thrusting his tongue inside of me, and then drives me mad with long, slow licks. I am rocking myself against his tongue, running my fingers through his thick hair and holding him to me with one hand while playing with my breasts with the other. My muscles tighten and I feel myself getting close as he furiously licks my clit, and all of a sudden I’m coming, moaning his name and collapsing, my body shuddering with aftershocks.
    I watch David remove his shirt as he gives me a moment to recover. His cock springs forward as he pulls his pants and boxers over his hips. He is hard as a rock. I can see pre-cum glistening at the tip, and I long to lick him, to take all of him into my mouth. But he gets back on top of me and slides his length against my slippery cunt. I wrap my legs around him as the head reaches my most sensitive place. He is looking at me, and I meet