Chapter 12

12

TREY

T he current running through us both is so fierce that it's difficult to concentrate.

Electra is so sexy. Every tiny gasp and airy breath is precious. I want to remember her noises forever so they're not lost to time.

Moving my hips slowly, I take long, deep strokes into her perfect softness. She's incredibly tight, yet very wet. The idea that I've gotten her this aroused fills me with a strange pride.

She wants me . Just as much as I want her.

Maybe we should have discussed that this is obviously her first time. Definitely I should've waited longer. Then again, Electra is a woman who knows her own mind, and I want to respect her decisions.

Plus, of course, there's the perverse thrill that comes from knowing her parents have tried to hook her up with famous actors and musicians, and she's choosing me.

My hands brush against her soft skin, caressing her, holding her as I keep my strokes slow and steady. I alternate between kissing her gently and looking deeply into her vivid, navy eyes. "So beautiful," I murmur. "Everything about you. Especially what's in here." I pepper her forehead with kisses until she sputters a laugh.

"You mean my brain?"

"Of course. Your super sexy, brilliantly beautiful brain."

Her fingers grip the back of my shoulders a little harder as I rock a bit more quickly, finding a powerful rhythm that makes us both moan in pleasure.

"I had no idea," she whispers, her blinking becoming slow and unsteady.

"What, that you're this sexy? Pfft. I knew from the second I saw you." I pull out, pressing the thick head of my cock between her wet pussy lips barely an inch, then I pulse there, teasing her. "Have you had enough? You've had a busy weekend, I wouldn't want to wear you out too much."

She laughs, pricking me with her fingernails. "You know what I meant. And you know I want more."

"Yeah… But it might be sexy to hear you say it." Honestly, I'm just stalling for a few seconds to compose myself. I was getting way too close too fast.

"More?" she purrs, batting her eyelashes.

I push in again slowly, feeling her tight, wet pussy pulsing around me. A hurricane of sensation and raw emotion hits me at once with a force that I've never known.

I'm so in love with this girl.

Every thrust makes her gasp, stretching her snug little pussy open for me. I reach down, spreading and angling us both, so that I am grinding against her clit with the base of my cock. Electra's breath becomes choppy.

"You like that?" I ask. "Or do you want a bit more?"

"More." Damn, I love the way her eyes sparkle when she's being naughty.

My thighs and hips tense as I quicken my pace, plunging deeper and deeper as her moans become louder and louder. My fingers slip between us to carefully massage her clit. The second I hit the right spot in the right rhythm, I can see it in her eyes. I carefully keep the pace steady like the world's best drummer, watching as Electra's entire body begins to shake.

"Yes, come for me, baby," I murmur against her lips, feeling my balls tighten and my cock thicken with every stroke. "Let me feel you."

"Yeah… Oh …" She moans weakly, then gasps loudly, twitching. I can almost see the waves of her climax flowing through her.

Staring at her beautiful eyes, her sexy lips, her gorgeous breasts…seeing the way she quivers and shakes under me…

I come so hard I almost black out, my entire body stiffening as I thrust hard and deep as thick ropes of come shoot deep into her soft pussy.

"Oh!" Her eyes fly wide from the feeling of my seed pumping into her, then she smiles.

Kissing her deeply, our energy drains until our lips are barely brushing. I roll off and beside her, and she cuddles up against me.

Holding Electra's soft, curvy body in my arms, I want to tell her how I feel. Want to tell her how this feels so real already.

But I don't want to freak her out. She could very well be assuming that a slightly older guy is expecting this to just be a fun, casual fling. That's the furthest thing from my mind. She makes me feel possessive, and the need to lock her down immediately surges through me. It's a new sensation for me.

"I don't have your songwriting talent to tell you how I'm feeling right now," I whisper against her ear. "I also feel like it might be bad luck to say certain things too fast."

Her eyes shine as she looks at me in the dim light. "Okay. Maybe you can just hint, instead?"

I chuckle. "What's the very last song in the movie Grease?"

She beams widely and sings, " You're the one that I want. " Then she butts her head against my shoulder. "You're nuts."

"Agreed. Nuts for you." I kiss her lightly, then arrange the blankets and turn off the bedside lamp. Electra falls asleep immediately, the long day catching up with her.

I adore that she trusts me enough to fall asleep in my arms already. That she trusts me enough to share her music with me.

I just hope she trusts me enough to love me back.