“Thank you.” She blushed. “I spent most of my time focusing on school and trying to figure out how criminal minds work, so I kind of don’t have a lot of experience in the bedroom.”
“You’re doing great,” I said, still standing beside the bed, my cock rock-hard from looking at her.
“Is that why you won’t come near me?” she laughed.
“I’m out of my element with you. I shouldn’t be here at all. You’re my employee,” I reminded.
“I’m not here all year round. I’m seasonal help,” she rebutted.
For some reason I didn’t like that, even though I already had that knowledge. I took a step toward her, and my hand landed on her left breast. I kneaded it and ran my finger over her nipple. She squirmed beneath my touch, her breathing ragged.
She reached for my cock, and I stopped her. “Not yet.”
“You don’t play fair,” she replied.
That was all it took for me to climb above her and claim her lips. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me like she meant it. I broke the kiss.
“If at any time you want to stop, just say the word.”
“Okay,” she agreed. “But right now I want to kiss you. I want you to touch me.”
I groaned in response and began to kiss her again. The more we kissed, the more our bodies tangled, her hips seeking friction against my cock. I knew what she needed. I already decided I would not have sex with her tonight. She deserved better, so I broke the kiss and moved down to her breasts. I licked and sucked, and she moaned.
“That feels so good. Holy shit.”
Her response made me laugh against her skin. This girl wasn’t only beautiful, she was real.
“Asher…” she groaned as she ran her fingers through my hair. She needed more.
I slowly spread kisses down her belly, but when I got close to her pussy she said, “Stop.”
I lifted my head and said, “Okay.”
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I was going to eat your pussy,” I stated.
That made her blue eyes pop. “That’s not a thing.”
“No, it is,” I assured her.
“People don’t do stuff like that. I mean I know girls do, but guys don’t…” she made a circle with her hand around the area of her pussy.
“They do. Have you been living under a rock?” I asked.
“No. Like I said, school. And not many friends. My friend Jamie, he’s a guy, he doesn’t talk to me about his hookups, like ever. Even when I’ve asked him. He was friends with Sophie too. In college I didn’t really make friends. I just… I don’t know. I’ve been living in the past.”
“I know what that’s like,” I said. “After my mom took off, my brothers and I kept thinking she’d come back. Then we went through a period of always bringing her up. Mom would do this. Mom would say this. I’m the second youngest and besides my younger sister I felt like I needed her the most.”
“That must have been hard. I can’t imagine what that was like. My mom was always my support system,” she confessed.
“My brothers were mine,” I replied.
“And your dad?” she asked.
“He was busy with work,” I explained.
“That makes sense,” she replied, followed by, “Did I totally ruin the mood?”