Christian (The Mitchell/Healy Family #3)(6)
Author: Jennifer Foor

That same hand pushed the fabric of my shirt up to reveal my naked abdomen. The cool air in the room was apparent, even though parts of my body were numb. His warm touch sent chills all through me. As one hand traveled up and underneath my underwire, I lifted my knee to feel his eagerness, becoming turned on more. He took my hand and guided it over his groin. “Is that what you want to feel, baby?”

Him calling me that sent me into a frenzy. Ethan and I had experimented with many things, and he liked to call me babe on occasion. Somehow it always made me feel like I was his, in a teenage-girl kind of way. Even though this was just casual sex, it felt different for me, which in turn was quite exciting. I wasted no time reaching my hand down his pants and feeling the smooth skin of his erection. Despite it being squished in between fabric I could tell his girth was impressive. My kisses became more aggressive when he began grinding himself into me. “You want it now, don’t you?”

I closed my eyes to try and rationalize with myself on the answer. The right thing to do was kick him out and forget all about it happening, but I didn’t want to be a good girl. I wanted to feel like Amber did when she got up on that stage. I wanted to be in control for the first time in my life, instead of the girl that hid behind the books.

I shoved Seth off of me and stood on the mattress. He leaned up on his elbows as I began swaying to music that didn’t even exist. There was no real rhythm involved. I was far too drunk to attempt to be graceful. Through the madness I grabbed the edge of my t-shirt and slowly lifted it over my head. My midriff beckoned to be touched, so I looked down as my fingers trailed the skin beneath my navel. Seth licked his lips as he observed the show catered for his amusement. He didn’t scrutinize as I wriggled out of my pants, letting them drop to my ankles. “Is this what you wanted to see tonight?” I asked as I flipped around shaking my ass while playing with the elastic on my thong.

His warm hands grasped my calves and started rubbing the skin on my legs. Thankful that I’d shaved, I removed my bra and tossed it across the room. When I finally turned around to face Seth I was completely naked, covering my breasts with my own palms. “Show me,” he said as he stared at my chest. I froze in place, knowing that only a small thong kept me from being without clothes in front of this man that I’d just met. My fingers inched away from my nipples, revealing the brown circles in the center of each breast. “I want to taste you.”

He may as well have put his mouth up to my pussy already, because that’s how hot I got when I heard him saying it. I dropped to my knees, allowing him to remove my panties himself. In no time at all he’d pulled me on top of his face, immediately going to work with his tongue. I threw my head back and let the tantalizing sensations devour every part of me. His skilled tongue flicked over my clit, causing me to shiver and cry out words that made no sense at all. The harder he did it, the more difficult it was for me to hold still. I was convulsing over his face, and he seemed to be getting off on it.

When Seth knew he’d taken me to new heights, he pushed me to the side. There was no need for him to ask me to participate. I was already longing to touch him and discover what else he could do to my body. The comfort of the alcohol was allowing me to feel relaxed; to not worry about what he might be thinking, or if I was bad at something. All I wanted was to keep going, even if that was hard to admit to myself.

After unzipping his pants, and pulling out his thick cock, I took him into my hand. His fingers played in my messed up hair as I jerked him off. His girth made me wonder about oral sex, and if my lips could even fit around it. The good thing was that I wasn’t about to find out. That was something I’d never done before. Using my saliva as a lubricant, I let my palm give him pleasure, while moving at a steady pace. Being that he was pretty drunk, I knew I was safe from having him ejaculate all over the place. I was being careless, but I couldn’t stop.

Seth pulled my hair, forcing me to back up. “I need to stop before I do something I’ll regret. I’ll be right back.”

Honestly, from the moment he walked out of the bedroom, I felt like it was over. Maybe he’d lost interest in me and this was his excuse. Perhaps I was just bad at making out, or the way I’d handled him going down on me. I know it seemed irrational, but nothing else made sense.

After locating my sheets, I pulled them up to my chin and looked at the ceiling wondering how I’d always ended up in the same situation. A single tear dropped from my eyes, and I began to sniffle.

Then my door opened.

Seth came walking back inside, locking the door behind him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom, holding it up as if it were a prize. “Sorry it took so long. It was in the bottom of the glove compartment.” He noticed the way the covers were pulled up. “Did you change your mind?”

Using my feet, I kicked them down. “No, that’s not it.”

Desperate for the connection, I patted the mattress beside me. Seth headed in my direction, dropping his pants before joining me under the covers. His kisses weren’t aggressive, but subtle and kind. He took his time caressing my skin, savoring the moment as if we had all of the time in the world.

Even though I could still taste the liquor on his tongue, I cared less about it. It was very apparent that he being responsible had given me an extra bout of confidence. I felt like he was a good guy, and maybe, just possibly he’d want to see me again after this was all over. Seth could be my way in with improving my social life.

This one-night-stand had serious potential.

Being with a stranger, even if we’d talked for several hours before, had me worried. I’d never done this, albeit that casual sex was something that happened quite frequently with people my age. Maybe if I hadn’t been raised by my church-going, ten-commandment, abiding parents I’d have different morals. There again, my sister didn’t seem to have my struggles with fitting in and breaking rules, nor did my older brother Noah. Their free spirits made me envious, which was yet another reason why I was allowing this encounter to take place.

As our kissing intensified, Seth’s hands explored my body. He’d already spent enough time between my legs that I felt more comfortable being naked in bed with him. I ran my fingers down his back as he sat up to apply protection. The crackle of the wrapper was another reminder of what was about to happen. When he turned to face me our eyes met. I wouldn’t call it a cosmic connection, but I absolutely knew we were both on the same page. My buzz had eased the nerves leaving me ready and willing.