by Tabatha Kiss
“I’m gonna come.”
With a final groan, Drew comes into my mouth. I keep my lips wrapped around him as cum coats my tongue. He tastes mild, almost salty, and I have no problems sending it back and swallowing. The act sends another flurry of pleasure through my body as I watch his orgasm unfold.
Drew settles onto his back, his hand gently caressing my head in gratitude. I pull him out, making sure not to drip anything as I open my mouth. I breathe hard and fast, my jaw feeling stiff and worn out, but I feel satisfied in my mission to please him.
He sits forward and cups my face. “Come here,” he whispers.
We kiss, his taste mixing with mine. With powerful arms, Drew lifts me off the floor and I laugh as he pulls me back onto the bed with him. He lays me down, keeping me helplessly pinned as he ravages me with rough, wet kisses.
I laugh, still buzzing all over. My thoughts drift toward something more, to something I’m not ready for.
Something I thought I wasn’t ready for.
I look down, the sight of his returning erection sending a warm jolt up my body.
Am I ready?
I gaze into Drew’s warm eyes. He smiles. He kisses my forehead. He doesn’t push or hint or rush, and I adore him even more for it.
I might be ready?
Drew curls his arms around me and we lie still together. I let the thoughts take over. They wrap around my beating heart, making it more and more clear where I stand.
I want him to be my first.
His eyes open, blissful but tired. “Hey,” he whispers.
“Hey.”
“What are you thinking about?” he asks, studying me.
“Nothing,” I answer. “Just you.”
He kisses the tip of my nose and closes his tired eyes again.
I’m ready.
Chapter 29
Drew
I wake up to the sound of a pencil scratching against paper. Curious and resting on a bed far more comfortable than mine at the Delta Xi house, I open my eyes to find Heidi sitting beside me with her back to the wall.
I watch her without moving, wondering how long I can stare as she glances back and forth between me and the sketchbook. She’s naked, but with a white bedsheet wrapped around her. She furrows, concentrating, and I realize that I could sit here and watch her work for hours if I wanted to.
Finally, her little eyes flick toward mine and she notices I’m awake.
“Hi,” I say with a laugh.
She sets her pencil down and smiles. “Good morning,” she says.
I glance down my body. All this staring and I didn’t realize that I’m fully buck. I thought it felt cold.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
“I’m just...” She taps her pencil on the page. “Practicing,” she says.
“Hands getting any easier?” I ask, genuinely curious about her progress.
“Uh... yes. Yes, hands are getting easier. Yes.”
I furrow my brow, sensing something... off. “What?” I ask.
“I...” She presses her lips together. She smothers a smile. She blushes. “I wasn’t drawing your hand...”
It’s written all over her face, but I have to ask.
“Then... what were you drawing?”
Heidi turns her sketchbook around, revealing her latest charcoal masterpiece.
“That’s my penis,” I say.
“Yes, it is.”
“You drew a picture of my penis while I was sleeping.”
“Yes, I did.”
I tilt my head as I study it some more. “He looks... distinguished.”
“It’s the mustache,” she jokes.
I crack up, unable to hold it any longer. “Honestly, it ain’t bad,” I say.
“Really?”
“Not too shabby at all.”
She flips the sketchbook over again and squints at it. “You think so?”
“All that hand practice sure is paying off.”
“I guess it is like drawing a finger,” she considers. “Except there’s just the one, and it’s thicker and... veiny.”
I chuckle. “Are those veins? I thought he was just sad.”
Heidi snorts as she tosses the sketchbook off the bed. I raise my arm, and she sidles beneath it, settling into a warm embrace against my shoulder. I smell her hair. I feel her body warmth blend with mine.
“I could get used to this,” I accidentally say out loud, but I truly don’t care.
Heidi hums. “To what?”
“Waking up with you.” I kiss her forehead. “Best way to start the day.”
“This is pretty nice,” she says, her hand grazing my chest. “Almost don’t want to leave...”
“When is your first class?”
“One. You?”
“I think it started ten minutes ago.”
She laughs. “Uh-oh.”
“Oh, well.”
I lay a finger beneath her chin, drawing her face up to mine. She moves without resistance and kisses me slowly as she shifts to straddle my waist. I rest my hands on her hips, feeling my blood rush south as Heidi sits up on top of me. I take in her body, her breasts and perfect curves, as my erection presses against her inner thigh.
What did I do to get this lucky?
I lied to my best friend, that’s what.
Heidi licks her lips. “Can I ask you something?” she says, those golden eyes flashing with curiosity.
“Anything,” I say, absently feeling up her body.
She chews on her cheek, obviously unsure how to ask, but a woman balanced on top of me like this can take all the time she needs.
“Do you have more firsts?” she asks.
“Firsts?”
“Yeah, like...” Her lips twitch. “This week, we’ve done a lot of things; things I’ve never done with anyone before.”
My chest quivers in triumph. “We have,” I say, hanging on every syllable.
“I was just curious if you still have things you haven’t done before?” She pauses. “And that maybe... we could do them together?”
Fuuck.
“You would do that for me?” I ask.
“I would.” She gently drags her nails down my ribs and traces the letters on my tattoo. “You’ve done it for me, right? I want to do something for you.”
Fuuuck.
Where do I even begin? There’s not a single thing I wouldn’t do to that body of hers. No piece I wouldn’t lick. No hole I wouldn’t take.
But let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
“There is one thing I’ve always wanted to try,” I say.
Heidi’s brow arches. “Yeah?”
“It’s not... too far from what we’ve already done.”
“Okay.” She nods, nervous but curious. “What is it?”
I sit up, maintaining eye contact with her the whole time. I feel up her body. I wrap my arms around her. I kiss her on the lips, drinking the moment as her body quivers in suspense.
“I want you...” I drag my lips up her cheek to whisper in her ear. “I want you to sit on my face.”
Heidi’s eyes open wide. “What?” she squeaks.
I kiss her again, full of heat and greed. “Sit on my face, Heidi.”
She pauses in confusion. “How does that work, exactly?”
I smile. “Just like last night,” I say, still pressing my lips against hers. “But with me on my back... and you on my face.”
“So, I’d literally sit on you?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“And you’d…”
“Eat that pussy.”
“But what if I smother you?”
I shrug. “If I die, I die.”
She snorts. “Really?”
“I honestly can’t think of a better way to go.”
She slaps my chest as she laughs. I grab her hand and bring it to my lips to kiss her knuckles.
“That’s what you want?” she asks.
“That’s what I want.” I hold her close and kiss her collarbone.
“I want a woman on me, grinding my chin, trembling, and coming on my tongue... and I want her to be you.”
Heidi blushes, but desire fills those little eyes of hers. “Sounds messy,” she says.
“If it ain’t messy, we ain’t doing it right.”
She laughs. She gives me a long, tender kiss as, I suspect, she thinks it over.
Finally, she sits back, her wide eyes still full of desire. “When?” she asks.
I lie back down on the bed and smirk. “All aboard,” I say.
Fucking smooth, dude.
I keep my cool even though my excitement could not be higher. I’m moments away from one of my oldest fantasies brought to life.
I couldn’t be happier to give this first to Heidi Newbury.
She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth as she slowly shifts forward on me. I slide down to give her space to move over my head. It’s awkward and strange at first, but that’s just sex.
I guide her by the hips, and she balances over me on her knees. The view, in a word, is exquisite. From the pinkness of her pussy to the adorable pooch of her belly and the valley between her breasts, I just might shoot my load on her back right fucking now.
Heidi gasps as I suck her swollen clit between my lips. I open my mouth wider, laving the entire length between her clit and her opening. She quivers as if on direct demand from my tongue. She rests her hand on my head. She crushes my hair between her fingers, bringing even more of the fantasy to life. I find a rhythm, holding my breath, and enjoying the blissful symphony of moans as her pussy drips into my mouth.
I grab her hips and shift her back and forth, giving her permission to grind. She starts it on her own, forcing my nose to rub hard against her clit while I tongue-fuck her. I squeeze her breasts and pull her even closer. I lick downward, giving her anus a sweet poke that sends a sudden jolt through her. She plants a hand on the wall, hitting it hard as she gasps in surprise. I read her body language through sticky eyelashes, daring to poke her again. She mewls as I cup her ass cheeks and massage her with my tongue. She squeezes my hair harder. She grinds my nose faster. She moans louder and louder as sweet juices soak my lips.
Her thighs shake. I point my tongue, aiming it for her clit to send her over the edge. She breathes faster, every nerve tightening as the tension climbs higher and higher and—
Two loud knocks strike the door.
The doorknob turns.
“Hey, guys— Ahh!”
Heidi startles, losing her balance. Her body slips down and—
Pop!
I grunt as pain fires through my face. It startles Heidi all over again and she pushes off me. She crashes to the floor as I sit forward, cradling my nose in one hand as I fumble for the sheet with the other.
Jenna hovers in the doorway, her hand covering her mouth. “Uh...”
“Jenna!” Heidi frantically grabs the nearest pillow to cover herself up with. “What the hell?!”
“Pardon me,” she blurts. “I don’t mean to interrupt your breakfast, but I thought you’d like to know that Seth’s truck just entered our driveway.”
“What?!”
The doorbell rings.
“Yup,” Jenna says. “That’d be him.”
Heidi shuffles to her feet. “Oh, shit...”
“What’s he doing here?” I ask, ever so gently probing the bridge of my nose.
She slaps her forehead. “I forgot that he was picking me up for breakfast today.”
“You forgot?”
“Well, I was very distracted! It slipped my mind.”
The front door opens. “Hey, Heidi!” Seth shouts inside. “You there?”
Oh, shit.
“Don’t you guys lock that?” I ask. “This is a horrible neighborhood.”
“Uh...” Heidi winces. “Be right out, Seth!” she shouts.
“Yeah, that’s my bad,” Jenna whispers, but she points at Heidi. “But it’s partially your fault since I wasn’t the one getting the old come hither on the couch last night and—”
“Jenna!”
“Okay, okay.” She holds up her hands. “I’ll stall him.”
She steps back into the hallway and closes the door.
I ignore the sharp pain in my face as I search for my clothes. Heidi does the same and we pass each other items back and forth as we find them strung out on her floor.
Heidi zips up her jeans. “I’ll distract him,” she says. “You sneak out through the kitchen.”
I nod, eager to get as far away from here as I can. If Seth finds out I spent the night here with his sister, well...
I’m just not going to think about that right now.
Heidi pauses with her hand on the doorknob. She sneaks forward to look around the corner into the living room, her hand discreetly holding me back behind her.
“So, what can you tell me about Jack?” we hear Jenna say.
“Jack?” Seth asks.
“Yeah, Delta Xi Jack. I hooked up with him after a party a few weeks back and he’s been dodging my messages, so what’s up with that?”
“I... don’t know. You’ll have to ask Jack.”
Heidi moves on cat-like paws, silently getting an angle on the room. After a second, she waves her hand, guiding me to bolt for the kitchen across the living room.
I rush forward with my socks and shoes in hand. Seth stands with his back to me, thankfully keeping his eyes on Jenna as she engages him in conversation he clearly wants none of.
“Well, you’ve got to know something about him,” Jenna says as I pass through the room. “You live together.”
“He... likes music?”
I reach the kitchen, almost scot-free.
Heidi casually strides forward into the room. “Hey, Seth,” she says. “Sorry, I overslept and completely forgot...”
I pause by the back door to throw on my socks and shoes. My eyes tingle, my skin and eyelashes still coated with a layer of... well, Heidi.
I yank a paper towel off the roll by the sink and moisten it with water before spinning back around to escape through the door.
“Fuck!” I hiss, somehow forgetting the lingering pain firing through my nose as I dab my eyes too hard.
“Drew?”
Oh, shit.
Shit. Shit.
I turn around slowly as Seth walks in. He comes to a stop in the doorway with his brow furrowed and shoes planted on the linoleum.
Heidi whips in behind him, far too timid and panicked to say a word.
“Oh, hey, man...” I dab my eyes. If we’re going to have this conversation now, I’d rather not do it with his sister’s fluids all over me. “What’s up?”
“What are you doing here?” Seth asks, rightfully confused.
“Me? Nothing. What, uh...” I clear my dry throat. “What are you doing here?”
He shifts slightly in confusion. “I’m picking up my sister. What are you doing here?”
“Just hanging out.”
“Hanging out?”
“Yeah.”
“... With my sister?”
Heidi stiffens from head-to-toe, but she relaxes a split second before Seth turns to look at her.
“Hey, baby, get that sweet ass back to into my— Oh.”
Jenna appears behind them in the kitchen doorway with her robe open wide. She snaps it shut as they turn around, but not before revealing her bright red bra and panties.
“Sorry,” she says, feigning a little embarrassment. “I didn’t think you guys were still here.” She strides toward me and doesn’t stop until her arms slinks around my waist. “You coming back to bed, big guy?” she whispers, seductively biting her lip.
What the fuck?
“Yes,” I answer slowly. “I was just... getting hydrated.”
She purrs like a kitten. “Good, because you will need it.”
Her hand lands on my ass.
And there’s the squeeze.
I laugh as her other hand roams downward and gives my belt a quick tug.
I glance
at Seth to make sure he bought it. He just stands there with a sagging mouth and wide eyes.
Heidi gives the exact same expression beside him.
They really are related.
“Sorry, Jenna,” Heidi says, snapping out of it. “We’re just on our way out.”
Jenna claws down my chest. “Oh, take your time,” she says.
Seth clears his throat. “So, you’re here... with Jenna?” he asks.
I nod. “That’s right. I’m here with Jenna.”
Heidi moves back. “Yeah, they do it all the time,” she says, giving a masterful performance as the annoyed roommate who just wants to leave so her roommate can bone. “I’ll grab my purse.”
She walks out of the kitchen and my heart tugs in her direction. Neither of us enjoys this little ruse, but what other choice do we have?
Jenna releases me. “Come back to bed,” she hums playfully as she shuffles back into the hallway toward her room.
Seth waits until she disappears. “Jenna?” he repeats her name.
“Jenna,” I say with a shrug.
“Really?”
I chuckle. “Really.”
“How long has this been going on?”
“A few weeks?” I spit out my ass. “Off and on. Here and there…”
He nods once. “Okay…” He takes a step back, then squints at me. “What’s up with your face?” he asks.
“Oh...” I tap my tender cartilage. “What can I say? She likes it... rough.”
He bristles, but quickly accepts it as Heidi returns with her purse looking a little more composed.
“Ready to go?” she asks Seth.
“Yes,” he says as he bolts for the front door.
Heidi looks at me, her expression aching, but we can’t talk right now.
We give each other hidden smiles before she follows him out.
The door closes.
Shit.
Chapter 30
Drew
“It’s not broken,” Jenna says as she dabs the bridge of my nose. “Just bruised, I think.”
She opens the first aid kit on the kitchen table and rifles through the contents.
