hips to meet him, the feeling overwhelming me. His thumb moved over my clit, the pressure combined with his pumping fingers made me come, stars bursting behind my eyes. Jason slid his fingers out and I shuddered, feeling bereft. I squirmed closer to him, moving into his lap. It was his turn to moan as I ground my ass against his erection. I turned around, straddling him, and moved my hips. The feel of his jean-clad erection against my clit, which was only clothed in thin cotton and silk, made me whimper with pleasure wanting more. I reached for the hem of his shirt to pull it over his head and he grabbed my hands.
“Not here,” He rasped, looking around at the opened blinds with suspicion.
I wasn’t sure what he was afraid of since he was my only next door neighbor but I nodded. Jason picked me up and slung me over his shoulder, giving me a resounding smack on the ass. I whimpered again in pleasure, the slight pressure against my sensitive skin making me squirm with arousal.
Jason tossed me on the bed gently, moving over top of me. His lips met mine urgently, pressing crushing kisses to my mouth and urging my lips apart with his tongue. I sighed, opening my mouth for him. His lips were warm and soft and he tasted like peppermint. Our tongues met, entwining, deepening the kiss. I felt like I was high, a feeling I didn’t have the two other times I had been kissed. Jason’s hand moved over my shirt, pinching my nipple through the thin cotton, I cried out, the pleasure and pain making me arch my back toward him for more. He moved on to the other side, repeating the process and I cried out again, writhing. I wanted him inside of me.
I wrapped my legs around Jason’s waist, trying to pull him to me but he backed up. I frowned, hoping he didn’t change his mind. That was when I realized he was undressing. The sight of his bare chest made me sigh, the muscles rippling as he lifted the shirt from his head. I wanted to touch him and grabbed the waistband of his jeans, pulling him to me. I slid my hands around his strong back, feeling the sinews of his muscles move under my touch. His skin felt warm under my touch and I longed to taste him. I pressed a light kiss to his shoulder and he moaned. I wanted to explore more but was cut short when he pulled away from me again.
Jason grabbed my t-shirt and pulled, ripping the thin material straight down the middle. I gasped, unprepared. He then tugged my shorts down, taking my underwear with them and threw them from the bed.
“Take it off,” He motioned to my shirt.
I acquiesced, throwing what remained of the shirt in the direction of my shorts and underwear. Suddenly I was self-conscious, being fully exposed to him, especially while he was still half dressed. I moved to cover up and clamped my legs together, trying to roll on my side. He softly pulled my arms away from my body and pushed my knees apart so I was lying flat with my legs wide. I blushed form head to foot from being in such an exposed position, worried Jason would think I didn’t measure up.
“You’re beautiful,” Jason muttered, his voice sounding deep.
It was almost as if he read my mind, and my nervousness eased. I waited for him to finish undressing but instead he moved toward me, pushing my legs back and apart further. His head came down in between my thighs and I sat up quickly.
“I can’t, I mean, I’ve never,” I stuttered.
Jason put his hand on my chest and gave me a tender shove back toward the mattress.
“You’ll enjoy it, I promise.” He said, lowering his head.
A new round of nerves assaulted my belly, butterflies bubbling up. Then his tongue connected with my clit and I saw stars. My back arched off the bed and my hips thrust forward, searching for more. I had never felt pleasure like that. Jason moved his tongue in circles, increasing the pressure and then easing up, making me whimper with need.
“Please,” I gasped, not recognizing my own voice.
Jason sucked the tight bundle of