Listen to Thinking 'Bout You by Dua Lipa

*Warning-mature content*

"How are you still single?" I asked in a soft whisper like I didn't intend for her to hear. Maybe helping her to study was a bad idea. The first ten minutes into using the flashcards we'd argue about a topic involving nursing ethics, we'd order McDonald's and now the TV was on but neither of us was watching it. We always jumped into a new topic to talk about or argue about. We lost track of time and we didn't care. I loved watching her laugh at my dumb questions involving her major. Now she was laying on her back on the couch, her feet resting on my thigh as she chewed on the leftover fries. I'd absentmindedly place my hand on her feet as I read questions from the flashcard.

I tried desperately not to bask in the smoothness of her skin, her beautiful manicured small feet, and her bare thighs leading to her inner thighs. The tiny little shorts did little to hide my imagination. The material pulled up and hugged her hips outlining her inner thigh and whenever she paths her thighs my eyes get a glimpse and I feel my dick twitch. She was killing me.

"I'm scary," She replied and her warm laughter made me smile.

"No, you just don't take anyone's bullshit," I said and she held my gaze for a few seconds.

"What's on your mind?" I inquired watching the way she hesitated. "Tell me, Vixen," I urged.

"You're the worse cheerleader ever, why do you argue with me whenever I give an answer." She said with a frown. She was too cute.

"I'll do better from now on."

"Don't fake it," she said kicking me.

"I won't," I smiled grabbing her feet in one hand, her skin was so soft.

I asked more questions and whenever she got it right, I gave her high-fives and said every sweet word to her that she couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous it was.

"What should you do before administering beta-blockers?" I asked and turned the flashcard around to read the answer.

I froze when I felt her feet stroke my cock, I turned to look at her to see if she was unaware or if it was an accident, but she held my gaze as her feet kept stroking my dick. Her eyes were curious like her intrusive thought took over. I groaned as her foot trailed down to my balls, I was growing hard and I couldn't believe I was about to spill in my pants from a foot job. Even if I had so many countless sexual encounters, I had never gotten a foot job. I wasn't even sure if that was a thing but now experiencing it from Belvina might have given me a new kink which felt sick.

"Vixen," I grunted throwing my head back at the pleasure growing from her movement. It was as if she knew the right spot to touch even if her movement was tentative.

"Does it feel good?" she asked, her voice soft and filled with curiosity. She looked so innocent in the way she was staring at me.

"You're gonna make me shoot in my pants if you keep doing that," I said grabbing her knee and pulling her body closer to mine.

"Sit," I said letting go of her knee. She sat up with no hesitation or fight. My dick grew hard at the thought of dominating her. I watched the way her thighs squeezed together, she must be dripping down there. My eyes trailed up her bare skin to the big hoodie hiding the rest of her from me, she was silent as if she was waiting for me to tell her what to do. The defensive Belvina I knew looked timid.

"I tried to be a good study partner," I whispered trailing a finger up her bare thigh, leaving goosebumps behind. I noticed the change in her breathing and seeing the way her lips parted with a soft gasp made me almost lose it. I wanted to focus on the friendship we were trying to build but she was making it fucking difficult. The lines were dangerously blurring.

"Fuck Vixen," I groaned burying my face in her neck. "You're making this friendship thing really hard," I kissed her neck, running my tongue up the nape of her neck to her ear. The soft gasp of pleasure and her tilting her head to give me more room, made me more restless with want.

"Make it stop," I whispered in her ear, my fingers slowly grasping her neck firm but not tight. She looked at me like she was ready to surrender everything.

"Tell me to stop, Vixen," I said increasing my grip around her throat, I expected her to be terrified, but her hazel almond eyes looked intrigued.

"Is that what you want?" she said, her voice barely audible.

"What would our friendship become if I kiss you right now?" I asked tracing her lips and pulling down the plump bottom with my thumb. I'd come into my own hand while imagining those lips wrapped around my cock and the sounds she'd make. I have never had someone stuck in my head like this.

"Who said we're friends?" she whispered with a daring smile. Maybe those were the words I needed to hear.

I drew her closer, brushing my lips smoothly against her soft lips, they brushed like feathers, and it took everything in me not to dip my head down her mouth and kiss her so hard she won't remember anything but the taste of me. I leaned closer to her lips, I waited for her to pull away or stop me, I might have imagined it but she leaned closer and that was the only indication I needed before I took her lips in a slow kiss. Her sharp intake of breath and soft moan filled the hollowness that had been left inside my body with sweet anxiety. She tasted far better than I imagined, it felt like the best flavors in the whole universe all at once mixing together and creating the best taste and sensation I had ever felt. Her lips were so soft, she tasted salty from the fries, but the taste of the sour candy she'd been eating was still there.

All the tension that had built up in me for the past few months dissolved away as I deepened the kiss. I angled her head, tilting her head back with my fingers grasping her throat as my tongue found hers and savored every taste. I felt her beg for release as my fingers tighten around her throat, I pulled away and slowly let go. I watched her trying to catch her breath, I waited to see the fear in her eyes but all I could see was her hunger for more which was evident from the way she gripped my shirt and connected our lips again.

I grabbed her thigh and pulled her to my lap until she was straddling me, the soft sigh of relief that left her lips was my undoing. Her small fingers brushed through my hair while her other hand wrapped around my shoulders holding me close to her as if she was afraid I would pull away. She molded into me, fitting so perfectly against my body as I circled my arm around her lower back while the other hand gripped her hair. The soft caresses of her lips and tongue made me forget all the rules I'd laid down. This had better not be another dream.

I could kiss her forever and get lost in this feeling of fingers knotted in my hair, her tongue brushing against mine while the sexiest moans slip through her lips but at the back of my mind, I was worried this might mean more to her. All thoughts about ending this dissolved when she grinds her hips against mine, I growled, my hand reaching quickly to try and stop her movement. A soft gasp of pleasure left as lips as she rocked against my growing erection, instead of halting her movement I was encouraging it, gripping her ass and guiding her crotch to my aching erection as I spread my thighs to create more room. I broke the kiss and stared at her face, trying to read her, desperate to know what was going through her head at this moment. She looked like she was in a daze, her head thrown back, her messy bun about to fall and her lower lip pulling between her teeth as she dry-humped my throbbing cock. She moaned increasing the pace of her hips, my fingers gripped her ass, kneading and pulling her closer.

I should stop this.

"You like that? Rubbing your pussy against my cock" I rasped, bringing my lips to her neck and she shuddered.

"Mmh hmm, it feels so good," she groaned. Was it her first time dry-humping someone? I sucked on the skin of her neck, my fingers skimming up her stomach. She shivered, the goosebumps on her skin grazing the palm of my hand as they trialed up to her ample tit that filled my hand. Just as I expected, her nipples were hard. She moaned when my thumb flicked the hard bud, I wanted the big hoodie out of the way but I wanted to do things at her own pace and terms, to take my time with her and appreciate every taste, touch, and sound because I knew this wasn't going to last.

"Adrian," she gasped softly as I palmed her perky breasts, just hearing her moan my name almost made me shoot my cum in my sweatpants, I didn't want her to orgasm from dry-humping my cock. I wanted her to squirm and come against my tongue.

"Fuck Vixen, you're going to make me come if you keep saying my name like that," I grunted pulling away, "hold on to me," I said gripping her thighs and supporting her weight in my arms as I stood up. I stepped on her flashcards as I headed to my room. I had against the door once we were inside, I kissed her grinding my hips against her as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I brushed my fingers through her curls and pulled at the locks.

She groaned in pleasure when I bit on her lower lip and pulled at her hair again. I withdrew from her plump lips and fought the urge to kiss her again. I looked into her eyes and traced her cheek trying to convince myself this wasn't another dream that ended with an aching hard-on and blue balls but she was really staring at me with her almond-shaped hazel eyes that reminded me of forests and mountains, she was panting softly, looking almost nervous. Normally when I hook up with women, it's quick, no kisses or caresses just a nice blow job, and a quick fuck in a doggy position where I don't have to look at their faces.

"Do you wanna stop?" If we went further we'd ruin whatever friendship we were trying to rekindle, I knew I'd made up my mind not to commit to any woman and I didn't want her going into this expecting more.

"I still hate you, it's just sex Parker, nothing more," she said and I smiled, relieved we were both on the same page.

"You always find a way to break my heart, don't you Vixen?" I joked as I walked her to the bed and dropped her on the king-sized bed.

"I'm supposed to be studying you know," she said with a bit of sultriness in her voice as she sat up on her elbows to look at me, her eyes dip down to the obvious bulge in my pants.

"It will be worth it," I winked, and she scoffed.

I stood at the foot of the bed staring down at her in those little shorts that outlined her gorgeous ass and the damn hoodie that hid the rest of her body from me.

"Lose the hoodie," I ordered, I knew she didn't like being told what to do so I was surprised when she quickly complied. I sucked in a breath when she tossed the thick hoodie across the room. Fuck, she was beautiful and I could come just from staring at her like this. Her nipples grew harder under my gaze under the tiny piece of clothing that hardly cover her ample and peaky tits making my hand itch to touch them.

"Vixen," I growled drawing closer; she squeezed her thighs. I could only imagine how much she was dripping between those shorts. I couldn't wait to find out.

"What are your limits?" I asked as I pulled my t-shirt over my head and tossed it aside, she looked speechless at the question. I don't normally ask that of any of the ladies I hook up with because it was always something quick where we both orgasm and call it a day but with Vina, I wanted to thread slowly, I wanted to do every dirty thought I'd have about her and have her in every way.

"I...I...I don't know, definitely no golden showers."

"Stop me if I go too far or do anything that makes you uncomfortable, okay?" I said and she nodded.

"Words, Vixen."

"Yes," she replied quickly. She watched me as I leaned down, dragging my palm up her thighs to her waist.

"Turn around for me," I demanded and she did. My palms skim up her thighs to her perfectly shaped ass. I pulled at the waistband of her shorts and knead each ass cheek in my palm. I sucked in a breath as she arched her back. My fingers trailed up the smooth curve of her back and up her neck till I wrapped her hair between my fingers. It was my first time with her and I was trying not to lose control or go too far but it was impossible with the breathy sounds leaving her lips and watching the way her body was leaning to my touch. I wanted to spank for being needy and pull her hair while I whisper every dirty words in her ear. I pulled away and she turned around to look at me, she looked frustrated. I wanted her to bed for my touch.

"Is something wrong?" she asked, sitting up.

"I like watching you whimper with want, Vixen."

"Well, there's always another option if you can't gi..."

I didn't let her finish her sentence because I was at the foot of the bed with my fingers wrapped around her throat.

"Say that again," I dared her. I felt my cock twitch when her lips curled into a sly smile. Fuck, I love that she wasn't afraid of me.

"You're so fucking gorgeous Vixen, do you know that?" I hovered over her, kissing the corner of her lips before diving in for a kiss, I loved how she gasp softly every time I kiss her like she didn't expect kissing me to feel so addictive. My torso pressed against hers, her warm and smooth skin welcomed mine, her nipples feeling like heaven flushed against my skin. I rubbed myself against her, the only barrier between us was my sweatpants and her shorts and top. I pulled away, my lips exploring every exposed skin. She squirmed beneath me, stifling her moans as I took her nipple in my mouth while fiddling with the other. I pulled her top over her head and returned to flicking the bud between my tongue and teeth.

"Mmmh," she whimpered, gripping the sheet. Those sounds messed with my head every time, I ventured lower, kissing the defined eleven line of her abs, I could tell she worked out. I dropped to the floor at the edge of the bed, I kissed her thighs leaving bite marks behind. A wet patch on her crotch made me smirk as I kiss her there and inhaled her arousal. I cupped her through the tiny shorts and she closed her legs quickly. Damn, she was so sensitive. I love that.

"Can I take off the shorts?" I asked standing up to look at her face, she nodded unable to form words. I gripped the waistband and pulled the piece of clothing out of the way, she was wearing a cute white and pink floral cotton underwear, I never thought I'd be more turned on by the sight.

"You just know how to set me off, Vixen," I whispered as I traced her slit through her panties, feeling her wetness. Definitely dripping.

"Fuck, you're so wet. I can't wait to taste you," I grunted, dying to feel her writhe beneath me. She whimpered softly writhing on the bed, I found her clit and added pressure to the hard bud, I watched the look of pleasure on her face like she had never experienced anything like this before. Her back arched as I pushed the crotch of her panties aside and touched her clean-shaven plump sex. She trembled against my touch, legs shaking and her thighs trying to shut me out but I held them apart.

"Adrian," she gasped, body shaking and she came before I could dip my fingers inside her or run my tongue through her pink slit. She opened her eyes and stared at me, eyes hooded with desire and lips slightly parted as she pants.

"That was just a warm-up," I gripped the hem of the thin cotton material and ripped it off leaving her bare to me.

Fueled with hunger, I went on my knees and spread her thighs, without another word my head dived down for a taste. Her legs closed around my head instantly and she gripped my hair trying to pull me away. I lapped at her juices and she cried out, writhing and toes curling on the bed. I reveled in her taste and the soft sexy moans I drew out of her.

"Adrian please, it's too much," she gripped my hair and tried to pull me away.

"You can take more," I said running my tongue over her slit, tasting her from top to bottom before slipping in a finger, she was so tight. She was trembling beneath, sensitive to every touch.

"You good Vixen?" I asked kissing her inner thigh as I pumped in my finger.

"Ugh mmh," she voiced.

"Your taste is fucking addicting," I sucked on her clit as I added the second finger, she groaned and I was worried if I'd hurt her but when she gripped my hair and grind herself against my mouth, I kept going milking every pleasure from her. Her second orgasm was more intense than the last, she squirmed on the bed, thighs closing tightly around my head as I licked every bit of her pleasure. Her body tensed and my grip loosened as I pull away. She looked as if she was coming down from a high as she opened her eyes, her breathing hoarse and her body covered in goosebumps and slight perspiration.

"Hey," I said softly with a small smile.

"Hey," she brushed her fingers through my hair.

"Are you okay?" I asked caressing her cheek.

"I'm still trying to come down from orgasm heaven, Parker," she said and I laughed softly, I leaned down and kissed her softly, not rushed or frenzy. She returned every kiss, her fingers crawling up my back and digging into my skin.

"Can I fuck you now?" I asked kissing her neck and she chuckled.

"Yes," she kissed my neck, the gesture melting my heart.

I climbed off her and rummaged through my bag for condoms I carry for emergencies, I held the packet between my teeth as I pulled down my sweatpants and hurried to the bed, desperate to be inside her. She was staring at my dick as if it was her first time seeing one, she looked nervous probably because of the size­––not bragging or anything.

"Impressive right?" I smirked stroking my shaft, the precum coating my fingers at the bulbous head. She looked away and met my eyes.

"Are you always this cocky in bed?"

I ripped open the packet with my teeth and sheath my cock hastily, so eager to be inside her while she watched with keen curiosity. I gripped her hips and pulled her closer to me, I leaned down and took her pebbled nipple in my mouth, flicking the hard bud between my tongue and pulling it between my teeth. I can hear her soft unsteady breathing as I palmed her other tit. I bite down hard and her head falls back as she moans moving restlessly beneath me. I could make come just like this. I could listen to that sound all day.

"Breath Vixen," I whispered as I felt her pulse increasing.

My hand slides down her waist to hold her as I pull away to kneel between her thighs. I held her gaze as she watched me stroke my cock, I grabbed her hand and brought her small fingers to wrap around my shaft. I groaned at her touch and pushed my hip into her hand as she began to move her hand up and down my dick.

"Sweet fuck, Vixen, one day I want to fuck your mouth and watch those beautiful lips wrap around my cock." I grunted.

She looked amused by pleasure as she increased the pace of her hand. I pulled her hand away, scared I would come so soon before entering inside her. I grabbed her hip and pulled her closer, I stroked her clit with the tip of my cock, parting her pussy lips before slowly thrusting into her wet heat, she was fucking tight. She turned her face away, wincing as I tried to go deep.

"Vixen," I grunted when her walls tighten around my shaft, I tried not to come so quick but she was making it impossible.

"Relax," I groaned, rubbing against her clit with my thumb. "Am I hurting you?" I asked as she kept looking away with a pained expression. When last did she fuck someone?

"Yes," she winced closing her eyes and throwing her head back.

"We can stop now if..."

"Just do it," she cut in.

Unable to hold back any longer, I gripped her hips and with one deep thrust filled her with every inch but her loud cry and the resistance I felt ripping away made me freeze inside her.

Fuck!