Conviction(69)



“Meebs. Baby, you need to either stop what you’re doing or take your clothes the f*ck off. Coz I can’t hang on much longer. I want you too much.”

She pulls back and looks at me. Without saying a word, she lifts my T-shirt over her head and throws it to the floor.

My head spins.

I drag my eyes from her face and down to look at her tits. Her creamy skin is perfect. Her tits are bigger than I remember, but her nipples are that same pale pink, almost the same shade as her lips.

I reach out slowly and drag my three middle fingers down to her cleavage from her throat. She looks down and watches me. I stroke my fingertips up and down a few times, mesmerised by the way goose bumps form across her skin and her nipples darken in colour slightly as they harden.

I stroke across to her right nipple and gently squeeze and pull it with my thumb and index finger. She tilts her head back and lets out a little moan. I lean into her left nipple and gently bite down, before sucking it into my mouth and lapping at it with my tongue.

“Fuck Con,” she sighs. Gripping my hair at the back of my head, she forces my mouth down on her harder.

Moving my mouth up her throat, along her jaw, I find my way back to her mouth.

“I need to be inside you,” I tell her.

“You have condoms?” she asks.

“Shit!” I do have condoms. Of course, I do. I’ve never had sex without them, except twice, with Meebs and look what that led to. The problem is, the condoms are in the round room.

“I need to go and get them,” I tell her. She frowns in confusion.

“From where? Please tell me you don’t have to run to the shop?”

“No.” Shit, how do I explain this one?

“They’re in… I don’t… I don’t keep them in here.”

She looks even more confused.

“Why? Where do you keep them then?”

I feel my cheeks burn. I’m blushing. I’m Conner f*cking Reed and she’s made me blush.

“In the other room, the other bedroom.”

I lift her from where she’s still straddling me and stand up. I try and adjust my hard-on, but it’s too stiff to do anything with.

“Don’t move. I’ll be right back,” I tell her, before running down the hallway to the big bedroom at the front of the house.

I grab a box of condoms and run back to my room, which is not easy when you’re sporting a boner as hard as mine. Something I’d never before been aware of, running with a hard dick is, in fact, painful.

Meebs is sitting cross-legged on the bed when I walk back in the room and for a moment, I’m terrified that she’s changed her mind, now that she’s had a few seconds to think.

I grab her legs and pull them over the side of the bed. Pushing gently in the middle of her chest, I tell her to lay back. I reach for a pillow and before placing it underneath her hips, I pull down my boxers that she’s wearing. I position the pillow so her hips are tilting up, then lift up her left leg and kiss the arch of her foot.

She props herself up on her elbows and watches me kissing up the inside of her leg. I flick my tongue along the crease at the back of her knee and can’t help but smile when she lets out a whispered, “Fuck,” and arches her neck so she’s looking up at the ceiling. Her eyes come back to mine when I start gently biting up the inside of her thigh.

My plan, when I get to the top, was to start at the bottom of her right leg, but now I’m here I need to taste her.

She’s neat and trimmed and wet to the point that I can see her juices glisten on her skin. I let out a groan as I push her legs apart and spread her with my thumbs.

“Fuck baby, best view ever,” I tell her. Not waiting for a response before I push my tongue inside her. I twirl it clockwise, then anticlockwise a couple of times, before licking up to her clit and flicking my tongue over her. It’s been years since I tasted a woman and I honestly don’t remember the last occasion, but this… the sight, the sound, the taste and the smell of her… this I will never forget.

“Best taste ever,” I tell her.

“Ahhh,” she moans.

“Shit. Fuck. Oh f*ck, God, Con.” I’d forgotten how vocal and responsive she was during sex. It took me a long time before she let me get in her knickers, but once I’d made her come with my fingers against a wall in a multistorey carpark one night, she couldn’t get enough.

“Best sound ever.”

I move my mouth away and pick up her right leg, licking at the inside of her foot.

“Awww man. Seriously? You gonna start all the way back there and make me wait?” she whines.

I kiss her ankle and give a little chuckle. “Tell me what you want baby, and I’ll give it to you, but you have to tell me.”

“Mouth,” she says. “Tongue, fingers. All of you. I want you inside me, Con. Fuck me like you used to. Fuck me and make me forget the past fifteen years.”

Everything I’d planned goes out of the window. The sweet slow torture I had in mind for her body will have to be saved for later. I need to slide inside and f*ck her. Right now.

Standing up, I pull down and kick off my boxers. I slide on a condom and lift Meebs to the middle of the bed. I position myself between her legs and look down at her while holding my body weight off of her with my elbows.

“I love you, Nina Amoeba. I’ve loved you most of my life.”

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