Burned(20)

The front door opens before I can ring the bell and, seeing Finnley standing in the doorway in nothing but a towel, droplets of water dripping down between the valley of her breasts and her long brown hair curling naturally from the shower she must have recently taken, I quickly realize that walking away from her when this is all said and done might not be as easy as I thought.
Without speaking a word, I push my way into the house, backing her up and kicking the door closed behind me. I don’t give her time to change her mind, not one single second to rethink her decision to give me her address this afternoon. I charge forward and wrap my arms around her towel-clad body, lifting her up until she can wrap her legs around my waist. If she showed any signs of fear or apprehension on that gorgeous face of hers, I would have stopped immediately. Fortunately for both of us, there’s nothing but need in her eyes as she stares down at me, her chest rising and falling quickly with each breath she takes.
With one hand under her ass holding her against me, I quickly use the other hand to tug on the edge of the towel tucked in between her breasts to hold it in place. The material parts and I stare at her naked breasts right in front of my face. They’re larger and fuller than the last time I’d seen them and my mouth waters as I think about sucking every inch of them into my mouth. Her fingers slide through the hair on the back of my head and pull me closer, urging me to taste her. I immediately comply, latching my mouth onto one nipple and sucking it into my mouth.
Finnley tosses her head back and moans softly, her thighs tightening around my hips and her hands pressing me harder against her as I continue to pull her nipple into my mouth and swirl my tongue around and around it, over and over until she starts grinding her hips against me.
I move a few blind steps forward, stopping when her back crashes into the wall next to the door. I pull my face away from her breast to rip the towel the rest of the way off of her body, impatient with the desire to have her completely naked in my arms. Tossing the towel aside, I use my hips to anchor her in place against the wall, bringing my hands up to frame her face before I slam my lips against hers. I swallow her cries of need as I plunge my tongue into her mouth. Her hands move away from the back of my head and quickly go to the hem of my t-shirt, clawing and tugging on it in an attempt to get it up and off my body. I move away from her lips long enough to help her, tossing my shirt in the general direction of the towel that covered her body before going back in for another taste of her mouth.
When I pull back a few seconds later, I can’t help but grin at her sounds of protest. I chuckle as she grabs onto my head and tries to pull me back in, outright laughing at the look she gives me when I resist.
“I love your mouth, baby, but there’s something else I’m dying to taste right now.”
I watch her eyes flare with equal parts arousal and curiosity as I move my hands away from her face, slowly sliding them down her neck to skate over her collarbones and cup her breasts, lightly pinching her nipples before I resume my downward path. Her legs slide down from around my hips until her feet rest on the floor, her breathing growing more and more erratic as I use my fingertips to lightly trace the skin around her belly button. Breaking eye contact, I follow my hands down her body until I’m kneeling in front of her. I wrap my hands around her hips and pull the lower half of her body forward until I can smell her arousal and practically taste it on my tongue.
I glance up at her through hooded eyes and see her staring down at me, her skin flushed with desire as her tongue darts out and licks her lips in anticipation of what I’m about to do.
“I’ve always wondered what you taste like. You have no idea how badly I wanted to drive my tongue into this tight little * all those years ago, but I had no idea what I was doing.”