her legs.
“Don’t tease, Erica.” He pressed forward, letting her feel his hardness against her center. “It’s not nice.”
“Can you see me?” Her voice came out low and breathless.
She jumped when a finger trailed along her jaw and then trailed across her lips. Erica shivered.
“Yes,” he said.
Sol’s mouth came hard and demanding onto hers. His tongue traced the seam of her mouth, and she opened, hungry to be closer to him.
Her hands skimmed the muscles in his back through the t-shirt. When she reached the hem, her hands slipped under, and she savored the feel of the raw muscle beneath her fingers. Sol moaned into her mouth as her hands made their way to his shoulders. He nipped her lip as she trailed her nails down his back.
As if they had their own mind, her hips moved to rub against him. The hard ridge in his pants bumped her clit, and she shivered.
Sol pulled his mouth away and trailed a line of kisses to her ear.
“You don’t know what you do to me,” he whispered.
“Oh I think I do.”
His chuckle both excited and delighted her.
Her hands came up and tangled in his soft hair. She pulled his mouth back to hers and thrust her tongue in as his hips started a steady rhythm. Her fingers slid down his sides, thumbs tracing the hard pectoral muscles. She stilled when her thumb brushed his nipple, and he thrust hard into her clit.
“Fuck,” he groaned and jumped back.
Her eyes shot open at the sudden lack of warmth.
“Sol?” She looked around and, in the darkness, she could make out his glowing eyes several feet from the couch.
“We can’t,” he said. His words coming out more like panting.
Erica stood, her eyes fixed on the glowing eyes across the room. Without stopping to think, she pulled her top over her head and tossed it to the side. She stood for a moment and turned toward the direction of the stairs.
She knew she had him when she felt his heavy footsteps at half-way up. At the top of the stairs, she dropped her pants and kicked them to the side. Now in panties and bra, she made her way to his room. As she climbed onto his bed, she heard him step into the room, his feet heavy, as if still deciding.
Erica reached behind and unhooked her bra, letting the thin scrap of fabric hit the floor.
She heard him groan, and then his eyes blinked out of sight. Her heart kicked up into her throat, thinking he might have left her. Embarrassment flooded her, and she reached out to cover herself. A low growl stopped her hand.
The bed dipped near her feet, and excitement raced through her. His glowing eyes were back and from the bed, she had the light of the moon on her side. His shadowy figure crept up her body, stopping to rub his face on the exposed skin.
Still sitting up, she waited as his face got closer and closer. She shook when he loomed in front of her, their breath mingling they were so close.
His mouth found hers in a gentle kiss. He slowly lowered her to the bed, her breasts pressed against his warm skin, her pointed peaks aching for more.
Sol pulled back and ran a hand along her cheek.
“You are a tricky woman,” he said, a smile in his voice.
“Just doing what I have to,” she said.
His hand skimmed the side of her breast, and she hissed. He leaned down and planted open-mouthed kisses on her neck and collar bone, each time going lower but still not touching her swollen nipples.
“Sol,” she groaned.
His stubble grazed a nipple, and she moaned. When his tongue came back to soothe it, Erica arched her body for him to have more. When he did the same to the other side, his fingers worked the wet peak, rolling and pinching until she felt her insides flutter in anticipation.
He pulled away from her breasts and moved down her body, licking and nipping the flesh in between.
Embarrassment coursed through her as he reached her rounded stomach. She slipped a hand over to hide it from him.
Sol sat up to look at her. She could see the heat in his eyes.
“I said I liked
“Don’t tease, Erica.” He pressed forward, letting her feel his hardness against her center. “It’s not nice.”
“Can you see me?” Her voice came out low and breathless.
She jumped when a finger trailed along her jaw and then trailed across her lips. Erica shivered.
“Yes,” he said.
Sol’s mouth came hard and demanding onto hers. His tongue traced the seam of her mouth, and she opened, hungry to be closer to him.
Her hands skimmed the muscles in his back through the t-shirt. When she reached the hem, her hands slipped under, and she savored the feel of the raw muscle beneath her fingers. Sol moaned into her mouth as her hands made their way to his shoulders. He nipped her lip as she trailed her nails down his back.
As if they had their own mind, her hips moved to rub against him. The hard ridge in his pants bumped her clit, and she shivered.
Sol pulled his mouth away and trailed a line of kisses to her ear.
“You don’t know what you do to me,” he whispered.
“Oh I think I do.”
His chuckle both excited and delighted her.
Her hands came up and tangled in his soft hair. She pulled his mouth back to hers and thrust her tongue in as his hips started a steady rhythm. Her fingers slid down his sides, thumbs tracing the hard pectoral muscles. She stilled when her thumb brushed his nipple, and he thrust hard into her clit.
“Fuck,” he groaned and jumped back.
Her eyes shot open at the sudden lack of warmth.
“Sol?” She looked around and, in the darkness, she could make out his glowing eyes several feet from the couch.
“We can’t,” he said. His words coming out more like panting.
Erica stood, her eyes fixed on the glowing eyes across the room. Without stopping to think, she pulled her top over her head and tossed it to the side. She stood for a moment and turned toward the direction of the stairs.
She knew she had him when she felt his heavy footsteps at half-way up. At the top of the stairs, she dropped her pants and kicked them to the side. Now in panties and bra, she made her way to his room. As she climbed onto his bed, she heard him step into the room, his feet heavy, as if still deciding.
Erica reached behind and unhooked her bra, letting the thin scrap of fabric hit the floor.
She heard him groan, and then his eyes blinked out of sight. Her heart kicked up into her throat, thinking he might have left her. Embarrassment flooded her, and she reached out to cover herself. A low growl stopped her hand.
The bed dipped near her feet, and excitement raced through her. His glowing eyes were back and from the bed, she had the light of the moon on her side. His shadowy figure crept up her body, stopping to rub his face on the exposed skin.
Still sitting up, she waited as his face got closer and closer. She shook when he loomed in front of her, their breath mingling they were so close.
His mouth found hers in a gentle kiss. He slowly lowered her to the bed, her breasts pressed against his warm skin, her pointed peaks aching for more.
Sol pulled back and ran a hand along her cheek.
“You are a tricky woman,” he said, a smile in his voice.
“Just doing what I have to,” she said.
His hand skimmed the side of her breast, and she hissed. He leaned down and planted open-mouthed kisses on her neck and collar bone, each time going lower but still not touching her swollen nipples.
“Sol,” she groaned.
His stubble grazed a nipple, and she moaned. When his tongue came back to soothe it, Erica arched her body for him to have more. When he did the same to the other side, his fingers worked the wet peak, rolling and pinching until she felt her insides flutter in anticipation.
He pulled away from her breasts and moved down her body, licking and nipping the flesh in between.
Embarrassment coursed through her as he reached her rounded stomach. She slipped a hand over to hide it from him.
Sol sat up to look at her. She could see the heat in his eyes.
“I said I liked
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