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Caden

"So, you think I'm cute huh?" I say, pulling her close feeling those soft breasts press firmly against my chest.

I feel my aching hard-on throb even more from the contact and my desire for her grows greater with each second. It doesn't help that as we move and sway to the music, Erin's soft stomach brushes against my erection tormenting me further. It's absolute torture and complete bliss at the same time.

Erin tugs my head closer to her face, leaving only an inch between us.

"Yes, I do. But most...hiccup... of all I love how hot and hard your body is," she replies before biting her plump lower lip.

Shit! Thank you, alcohol. I didn't think a drunk Erin would be so damn sexy!

I erase the inch separating us to let my lips linger closer against hers. "You say you like how hard my body is," I whisper. "Well I have something else that's long and hard that's tormenting me, and it's all because of you Erin."

A blush rises to her cheeks and her eyes widen from my words. But she doesn't look away instead she stares at me right in the eye and murmurs loud enough for me to hear. "Well then the wetness between my thighs should be able to handle that, right?"

Yep, I've died and gone to heaven. If that's not the case then I'm dreaming, so please don't ever let me wake up from this wonderful dream.

I crave to tell Erin how much her words affect me. How just the thought of her wetness wrapping around my throbbing erection is enough to empty my load into my jeans. I'm preparing to tell her every dirty secret that crosses my mind, but my thoughts vanish as I see Erin's tongue sweep over her sweet lips. Without a moment of hesitation, my lips slam onto hers, hard. I don't wait for an invitation. My tongue plunges into her wet mouth tasting the sugary nectar she provides.

A part of me is afraid that she'll push me away, but then she gives me the most satisfying moan and relaxes against my chest. I lose it. I break from the kiss, grab her wrist and drag her away from the dance floor.

"Caden, where are we going?" Erin asks.

Instead of replying, I plow through the crowded dance floor, practically pushing anyone who is in my way. I'm a man on a mission and nothing is going to stop me. I drag Erin with me, passing the bar, the booths, and into a corner of the club secluded from wandering eyes.

With a slight yank and a twirl, I have Erin pinned against the cold wall in no time. My eyes bore down on hers, showing hunger and lust for the prey before me.

Erin meets my stare her eyes reflecting my own hunger, but curiosity shows on her face. She asks once again, "Caden what are –"

I don't let her finish, my mouth smashes down on hers, tasting and devouring. Again, Erin accepts my invasion and kisses me back with the same passion. Our tongues dance to the rhythm as we deepen the kiss. Our moans and whimpers fill the air, but we're lost in our own world.

Unable to contain myself I run my hands up her arms, past her shoulders, and to her neck before entwining my fingers in those beautiful curls. It's so soft and silky just how I always imagined it to be. Erin groans as my fingers weave through her hair and she pulls the front of my shirt forcing me closer.

It's like we can't get enough of each other. We continue to kiss, both of us afraid to let go.

My hand leaves the sanctuary of her curls and slides down to grip her generous hips. With little effort, I lift her up against the wall at the same time Erin's legs wrap around my waist. Using my weight to support her, I break the steamy kiss to nibble on her creamy white skin. Leaving a trail of love bites down her neck, I glance up to see Erin's head bent back against the wall, her eyes closed and her crimson red lips slightly parted, pleasure demonstrating on her face.

More. I want to see more of that pleasure.

With a deep grunt, I bite down on her right ear lobe, making Erin cry out with ecstasy. Grinning devilishly, I sigh, "Did you like that?"

"Yes," she says breathlessly.

My right-hand sneaks under Erin's shirt and bra. I hiss as my hand encounters her full breast. Cupping it, I knead the mound loving the way her nipples harden under my touch. "How about this, do you like this?"

She whimpers, her back arching off the wall, forcing her breast deeper into my hand. "Yes."

"And this?" I ask at the same time I use two fingers to pinch her nipple.

"Ahhhh...." she cries. "Yes..."

"Then you must love this." I hum into her ear as my hand travels from her breast and down the smooth skin. Breaking through the barrier of her shorts and panties my fingers settle into her tender depths. I can't help but groan with desire when I feel her wet silky heat coating my fingers. Moving my hands in a circular motion, I rub her core.

"Oh my god! Yes." She moans, her breaths coming out in puffs her eyes closed from the wonderful sensation.

Hearing her hot breathless voice stimulates my hand to move faster. Erin's cries which are muffled by the loud music in the club becomes louder and louder signaling her climax. Any second and she'll fall apart from the pleasure. However, the night is only beginning. Mischievously, I slow my fingers to a stop.

Erin's eyes finally flicker open in confusion. Without saying a word, she grinds her body against mine hoping to get the release that didn't come. Just seeing her move against my hand is so damn hot. My desire to stick my hard shaft into her wet heat grows stronger with every movement, but I know I can't give in.

There's no way I'm going to let her cum in front of all these people. I don't care if we are in a secluded area away from wandering eyes when I make her climax for the first time I want to be the only one to see her shatter completely. I'll be furious if some guy somehow sees what should only be known to my eyes.

Plus, I can't forget my true objective. Pushing her harder against the wall, I force her to stop grinding. Locking eyes, I ask, "then do you like me?"

We stare at each other for what feels like an eternity. My heart beats rapidly waiting for her answer. Ever so slightly she nods and mumbles a small, "Yes."

One simple word from Erin and I'm trembling, either from excitement or fear, I'm not completely sure. Excitement, that the woman I couldn't stop thinking about wants me just as much as I want her. Yet, I'm frightened of how strong my feelings are for Erin. Just the thought of her saying no, would have shattered my soul into a million pieces. Only Erin has the ability to mess me up in so many ways.

I slide up her body craving to stare into her dazzling eyes. My fingers still on her, I meet her lips in a hungry breathtaking kiss. Tasting her thoroughly, I pull away, our foreheads resting on each other for support. "Erin, I want you so much," I whisper with raw emotions my eyes never leaving hers. "I'm aching so bad and I need you. But, if you don't want to go further than this that's alright. Because tonight isn't about me, but the pleasure I want to show you. So, tell me sweetheart, what do you want?"

She pulls me back onto her lips as her body moves against my fingers. "This," she pants, her lips now against my ear. "And you. I want you, Caden."

That's the only answer I need. I remove my hands from her moist depths and step away letting her slide back to the ground. Grabbing her hand in mine, I drag her once more through the crowded club.

"Where are we going?" Erin wonders again.

This time I do answer. Stopping and turning around I give her a slight peck on the lips. "My house."

Rushing towards the exit, I yank my phone out of my pocket and dial Kyle's number. Kyle answers the phone on the third ring.

"Hey Caden, where have you been? We haven't seen you since we've arrived?"

"Sorry man, something came up. Anyway, I want to let you know I'm heading home early."

"Is everything alright?" Kyle asks concerned.

"Yep."

There is a moment of silence before he answers, "Ok then."

I end the call and jam the phone back into my pocket without bothering to say good-bye. Leading Erin outside I catch the first available taxi, directing him to my house.

The ride is a quiet one. We both sit in the back on opposite ends, with our hands interlaced. There's only one thought going through my mind, I like Erin. I like her a lot. Heck, with the way I'm feeling, it might be more than that. All I know is, I have never felt like this about anyone and honestly it scares me.

I turn to my right observing Erin, who's looking out the window. I watch as her face radiates under the light of the full moon. Her curls are tangled and fall messily down her shoulders. Those lips that I kissed so many times remain plump and vermillion. The floral cardigan no longer covers her shoulders but instead falls to her elbows.

Erin must have felt my stare because she turns and looks at me. She smiles her brown eyes shining even in the darkness of the car and I know then, I would never be the same.

Only then does it dawn on me, I don't like Erin. No, I'm completely and insanely in love her.

The first day that I saw her standing in that classroom, I knew somewhere deep in my heart that she's going to be special to me. The connection with her is more than attraction, more than lust. I never believed my father when he told me that the day I found my other half, the woman who's destined to be mine, I'll just know. Just like how he knew my mother is the only woman for him when he saw her for the first time on campus sitting by a pine tree painting the scenery.

I don't care that it's been less than a month since we've come to know each other. I might not know her favorite food or what was the name of her first pet, but I guarantee I'll spend the rest of my life learning everything about her.

This very woman sitting next to me has stolen my heart without even trying and I wouldn't have it any other way. I'm in love and it feels damn good.

The driver slows to a stop in front of my house. With a quick thanks and payment, we're out the door, Erin following right behind me. I fumble with the keys trying to open the lock. I don't recall it ever being this hard. The door opens at the sound of the click. As soon as we enter we shut the door and attack each other.

Our mouths slam together again while we tear at each other's clothing. My hands quickly strip off her tank top just as she removes my shirt, demanding it off. Both our clothes continue to shed off our bodies, leading a trail to my bedroom. All the while we continue to kiss, breaking apart only to remove the barrier of fabric from our bodies. By the time we reach my bed, Erin is in her black lace bra and panties while I'm in my boxers.

Breaking from her lips, I guide her down onto my bed until she's positioned underneath me. Unable able to resist I leave a trail of nips and love bites down her throat, but I don't stop like before, instead, I continue to her cleavage. Her marvelous breasts arch up to meet me and my hands gladly accept the invitation. Unhooking her bra, I throw it off the bed, before holding them firmly in the palm of my hands, massaging them. They feel so soft and full in my grasp.

Erin's sensitive nipples pucker under my warm touch and her small moans drive me wild as I continue to play with them. I lick my lips and in one small swoop, I lap on the right nub giving it all it's worth.

Erin's moans become louder and louder, stimulating me to go faster and faster.

She's close to the peak, I can feel it, but I am not going to let it end that way. No, this is just the beginning. I switch to her left breast, my fingers inching down past her panties and to her slick wet core. Erin's so hot and wet, I can't help but imagine how slick and ready she's going to be when I finally enter her.

Locating her clit, I rub my fingers over the little nub, stimulating her pleasure even more. From the licking, kneading, and the rubbing, everything becomes too much for her to take. Erin's moans soon become screams as her whole body shakes from the orgasm.

Her body's trembling and she's shattering in my arms just like I wanted.

I don't stop though. I continue to pleasure her letting Erin ride her orgasm out until her body is consumed from the climax and she lays motionless on the bed.

I gently kiss her soft skin all over waiting for her breathing to finally settle down. Laying a kiss on her cleavage watching her heaving chest, I ask with a grin. "Did you like that?"

Concern washes over me when she doesn't answer. Breaking away from her luscious body, I move up to look at her face. As I look down at Erin's closed eyes, parted lips, and flushed cheeks, I don't know whether to cry or laugh.

She fell asleep.... She really fell asleep on me....

I don't know if I should laugh because of how cute she is for falling asleep right after an earth-shattering orgasm or should I cry for having the hardest boner I've ever had. It's painful but every single aching second is worth it because now I finally know how amazing Erin tastes on my mouth. Tonight was meant to be all about Erin and the pleasure I was gladly providing her.

The first time we make love will be when she's completely sober and fully aware of all the love I will give her. I can't wait for that day.

Chuckling, I get up from the bed and retrieve a blanket to cover the beauty that lays spread out on my bed. Kissing her on the forehead I head into the bathroom.

At least this isn't my first cold shower of the day.

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