The Perfect First (Fulton U, #1)(66)

I tipped her head up and gazed into her eyes. “You’re the most amazing person I’ve ever met.”

She rested her hands on my chest, her thumbs tracing a small circle over my sweaty shirt, which clung to my body.

“You’re just saying that because I’m the only person you’ve ever met who put out an ad for sex.” She tilted her head to the side, and the corner of her mouth lifted.

“You’re right there. I can’t imagine I’ll run into someone else like that in my life.” I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and cupped her cheek.

What would have happened if I’d been five minutes late? If Coach had set up the meeting at another coffee shop or the PR person had been five minutes early? I swallowed past the anvil-sized lump in my throat. She was the first thing I thought about in the morning and the last thing on my mind as I closed my eyes, hoping my dreams would be filled with her addictive kisses and gentle touch.

The fall was long and hard, so hard I’d have bruises on my knees for months, but she was still leaving at the end of the school year. The time we had left ticked away second by second. I captured her lips with mine instead of saying the words that threatened to make a break for the surface: I’m in love with you.

Her hands tightened on my shirt, pulling me in closer, not wanting to break our connection. Coming up for air, we both stood in the middle of the weight room, panting.

“I’m a sweaty, disgusting mess. Give me three minutes and I’ll take a shower then we can head to my place.”

A small smile curved her lips. “I’ll be waiting.”





25





Seph





We burst through the door of his house, and Berk shot forward with an eyebrow lifted. Reece took the steps two at a time, tugging me behind him.

“Hi, Berk! Bye, Berk!” I managed to squeeze the words out before he disappeared from view as we made it to the top of the staircase.

“Have fun, you two crazy kids,” he shouted from downstairs.

Reece threw open his door and pulled me inside. The lock had barely clicked before his hands were on me, sinking into my hair, the carefully done braid unraveling as his fingers sank into my scalp, raking across the sensitive skin. His mouth marked its scalding touch on my skin and my body vibrated with desire.

“I missed you.” His fingers toyed with the end of my braid. Working like he had all the time in the world and my body wasn’t about to combust from his touch, he loosened my hair. Strands fell in front of my face, covering my eyes like a curtain. His gentle touch did just as much to me as the rough pads of his fingers scraping across my skin.

He gripped the hair at the base of my neck and stared down into my eyes. My hair fell around my face, newly loose from the crisscross braid I’d put it in. “I like watching you come undone.” He slipped his hand under my chin and kissed my lips until they were throbbing and swollen. The TV volume increased downstairs, vibrating the floor.

“I think Berk is feeling a little resentful.” He laughed against my lips and pulled me away from the door to the bed.

Sinking to my knees, I unbuttoned his jeans. He eyed me from the bed like I was a burglar asking to hold his wallet. He lifted his hips and I dragged them down his legs. His cock sprung up, tapping against his stomach.

I hadn’t seen it this up close and personal before. The light from outside came through the slatted blinds. I ran my hand up and down his length, spreading the pre-cum collecting on his thick mushroom tip. His fingers sank into the bedspread. It bunched under his hold and he sucked in a breath.

Reveling in the silky smooth feel of his skin and the reaction to my every move, I leaned in closer.

“Seph.” My name was a hoarse whisper that spoke of his restraint and closeness to his breaking point. My head swam with the power and pleasure bouncing between us.

“Don’t worry, I’ve read up on this a bunch.”

He barked out a laugh. “I can only hope this ends up better than our pool adventure.” His last word was cut off as I wrapped my lips around the tip and swirled my tongue around the base of the head.

He groaned and his head shot back. “Fuck, you could have warned me.” His body shuddered.

Breathing through my nose, I swallowed more of him. My mouth stretched to the max to take all of him. I’d missed him too. The springtime smell of his skin fresh from the shower brushed against the side of my face. He shot forward, hunched over. Curled over on top of me, his chest brushing against the top of my head, he sank his fingers into my hair, pulling at the roots each time I swiped my tongue across the crown of his dick. His hard length pulsed against my tongue.

His raspy groans sent shivers down my spine. “Stop, Seph.”

But I didn’t want to stop. The silky smoothness of his shaft, coupled with the urgency of his fingers in my scalp, made me feel like I was flying. My pussy clenched with each tug on my hair.

“I’m going to come.” His harsh whisper made my stomach flip.

Tightening my lips, I hollowed my cheeks and sank as deep as I could. He yelled and his dick pulsed in my mouth. Ropes of cum spilled down my throat and I swallowed all of him.

Slowly, he lifted my head away from his dick. The tip came free from my mouth with a pop and he shivered. His panting breaths joined the sounds of my deep inhalations.