I kissed her hard. She gasped but matched my energy within a second. Her tongue parted my lips and plunged into my mouth. I moaned at the intimacy of it. I pulled at the hem of her sweater and she immediately removed it. She was wearing a pink tank with no bra. Her nipples strained against the fabric. I ran my fingers over her breasts gently at first until she pressed herself into my hands. Her hips rocked into mine and I knew she wasn’t looking for a soft touch. I took off her tank, then tossed my sweater on top of it. I flipped so her back was on the couch. I didn’t even think to take her back to my bedroom. There was no time. I needed her naked body against mine as quickly as possible. I needed that connection now. I pulled off her leggings and panties. I sank into her warmth, her desperation, her love. This was real. She pushed and pulled against my body, bringing me closer, directing me where to touch her. I pushed her thighs up and licked her pussy hard and fast. She grabbed the couch cushion and moaned. Her other hand wound in my hair and held me against her. She was wild and uninhibited, beautiful, and finally mine. I’d waited a lifetime for her.

“I love you, Sutton,” she cried out. She bucked hard against me and I held her hips down and sucked her clit into my mouth. “I need you inside me.” I slipped two fingers inside as far as I could go. She tilted her head back and the sexiest moan poured from her lips. “Oh, God, yes.” She braced herself by grabbing the back of the couch. A powerful orgasm shook her body. Her body quivered and she gasped to catch her breath.

“You’re amazing,” I said right before I kissed her. She threw her arms around me and held me close. Her body was slick with perspiration, and I knew once she came down from the high of orgasming, she was going to be cold. “Let’s go to the bedroom so we can get warm and talk.” I gently pulled her up and wrapped her in the blanket draped across the back of the couch.

“Talk?” she asked and kissed me softly.

“I’m sure there will be words.”

She winked and opened the blanket that was wrapped around her.

I playfully gasped. “Did you just flash me?” I grabbed the ends of the blanket to pull her close as I walked backward. I unfolded a corner and peeked. “Oh, I like.”

She kissed me softly. “You like a little or a lot?”

I picked her up and carried her to the bed. “I love a lot.”

“Love?” She touched my face.