Chapter 94 Naughty Night {2}
I knew you were gonna question the fact that I could have found another pretty girl and do the needful instead of going through the usual process of seeking the attention of my girlfriend.
But not all men are structured that way. Perhaps you might never understand, but without a connection with the one I had grown to know, there was no way I was making out with a nobody.
"Em...I thought about you, and I just wanted to see you." I answered her.
She smirked, eyeing me. "I'm tired of our arguments, Nathan." She started.
That was a heads-up, I moved towards her... "No, no, don't touch me." She stopped me, her bust jumping to the effect.
My rod tweaked beneath my trousers. Fuck, I was getting hard. I had initially squashed my initial arousal, and now this?
How was I going to hide the evidentable revelation of it?
"You always make me look like the bad person. You turned my suggestions into subtle insults."
"Karen, let's not do this," I had to drop my fancy bag and reach for her.
She was slapping my hands away from her, playing the hard girl scheme on me. Surprisingly, it was reeling my head and making blood pump into my boner.
My hand caught her waist sharply while I gripped her chin to look up at me. "Let's not fight again, Karen. I'm here now," I pleaded.
Her lips. They were pulling me in for a kiss, and no matter how hard I tried to bury my need for her - everything about her kept stringing me in.
Her breath was ragged, heavy, and hot. Just a kiss, and I know the rest would be history. She snapped her head sideways while her breasts rose and fell.
"You still won't apologize. That's just the man that you are, stubborn to apologize." Her tongue flickered across her lips.
She knew me too well, I guess but that still wouldn't make me take no for an answer. I pulled her in, hugging her to my body. Her breasts meshed into my chest. I could feel the dotted nipples piercing into my chest.
She didn't wriggle or try to extract herself from my arms, then I took the plug. My hand went behind her head, yanked the band free, and nestled my hand to guide her head.
"Karen, you should know how much I've missed you...," I said.
My mouth found her first, thrusting my tongue to meet her pinky tongue. Her response was what surged me on, she waded her hands on my chest hoping to push me away instead she returned the kiss.
That was it.
One of my hands trudged down her neck and landed on one of her boobs. "Nathan, let's just stop, please." her soft warning was my undoing.
Her nos had always been a subtle cry of her want for me. That I knew of her.
My hand snaked under her thin sleeveless top, slipped under the boob's underline, before kneading the knotted nipple.
Her knees buckled but I was quick to grab her legs, pulled her up to spread her legs to wrap around me. She was wrapped so neatly around me that her pussy was on my throbbing dick.
I groaned, tracing a long trail of kisses on her neck while walking us both to the lower bunk bed. She landed with a soft creak, and her eyes fluttered open.
"I have a roommate, Nathan," her hand drove to my chest to warn me.
One of my brow cocked up. "When did you have a roommate?"
"Two weeks ago, we don't talk, remember? She likes her space and I love mine. I tried to be friendly and she doesn't want that. So....,"
Doesn't she talk too much for a girl her size? Petite but with all the endowment of a beautiful woman?
My hands cupped and squeezed her breasts before deciding to tug her out of her top. She licked her lips, panting as I pulled her close for another round of kiss.
"Who owns the down bunk?" I rasped, brushing my lips across hers.
"Me," she moaned.
"Better," I said, taking and unzipping her shorts. She shivered as my fingers invaded her private region, brushing past the luscious few strands of layered hair before finding her moist hole.
She gasped, snapping her head up to meet my fervent kiss. My dick needed a release, it was begging for one, literally.
First, I pulled her out from her shorts, I caught a glimpse of her labia coated with her natural fluid. My staff throbbed again. I pressed her breasts hoping that would subside the aching need to release.
Not now, I begged.
I needed to do things with her.
Just the thrill of watching her naked body could make me spill without touching her.
It had happened before - thrice. It only detailed how much she made me feel.
I pulled out from my shirt and trousers - my dick being finally made free from its bondage. Its length sprung upwards, bobbing as our bodies touched.
She did that thing with her lips and sucked on it a little before letting me part her legs.
"Why play hard girl when you want me?" I teased, rubbing her cleft before finally circling her swollen clit.
She hissed, "You're the hard...one..not ....me," she moaned loudly at the last word when I thrust two fingers into her wet hole.
"When does your roommate return?" I watched as her head tilted backward and her breasts rose and fell again - a captivating sight to behold.
"She doesn't tell me, but she returns early before the closure of the gates...," She heaved her hips higher as I began to dig deep.
I kissed her, never breaking the rhythm of my finger-fuck. "Is it by 10 pm?"
She shook her head in negation. "It's...ahh...hmmm..7."
Hell, wasn't that too early?
Wasn't it usually ten, what had changed?
And just at that exact time, someone jerked at the door but it wouldn't bulge.
Karen's eyes fluttered open in shock. "Shit. She's back."