The Senior, Part Five
Part Five
That was an invitation if I ever heard one.
I was tempted to drop to my knees right then and there so I could yank Jade’s thong down and pleasure her in the middle of the living room, but I could do better than that.
Instead, I would work my way down. Positioned close to her ear thanks to how she leaned forward to whisper in mine, I gave her a small nibble as I caught my own breath from the passionate make-out session. Encouraged by the shaky exhale I could clearly hear as she kept her own lips pressed against my ear, as well as the way her chest rose and fell against mine, I gave another teasing nip with my teeth before shifting so I could kiss down towards my next target.
Inch by inch, I worked my way down to her neck. It was as warm and inviting as the rest of her; soft, and smooth, and made even better by the way Jade slightly tilted her head to offer me more room. Brushing my lips against her skin, I aimed to contrast the roughness from before. To show her I could be as versatile as she was, and to borrow her tactic of starting off gently before plunging in for something deeper. I started with a delicate kiss, pausing to exhale over her neck before planting my lips more firmly against her.
Knowing that I’d be heading farther down in the near future, I also let my hand begin its journey from her hair down to her waist. Ultimately, the plan was to mirror my other hand on her hip; both to hold her and to poise myself to strip her lower half when it was time. However, I took my time, focusing more on her smooth neck than anything else. Kissing her more assertively, I used just a hint of teeth the third time around. She seemed to like things rough, though I’d still try to refrain from giving her a hickey.
At this point, both her hands were under my shirt, grasping my sides as she tensed up with a sharp inhale. I had already learned my lesson about letting up; after her sexy growl earlier, I was going to stick with the assumption that such reactions were pleasurable until I was told otherwise. Sinking my teeth a little more deeply into her neck, testing just how rough Jade might like things, I was pleased to feel her head tilt back with a shaky sigh. Brushing my lips against the spot as a final tease, as well as to take a selfish moment to appreciate the contour of her neck, I shifted at my knees in preparation to kiss my way a little farther down.
Her tank top gave me plenty of room to explore without going right for her chest, but this wasn’t going to work with us just standing there. Would it be too bold to pick her up and take her to the counter a few feet away? That would be more interesting than the nearby sofa, but I wouldn’t complain either way.
My hesitation must have clued her in, because Jade took the opportunity to step back and pull my hands away. For a second, I was worried that she was going to temporarily end things and bring attention back to the coffee date that this was supposed to be. That is, until I saw her smirk. “Allow me,” she said. Crossing one arm over the other, she took the hem of the maroon top and began slowly peeling it up and off of herself.
With her hourglass figure, it wasn’t much of a surprise to see how flat her stomach was as her bare midriff came into view. Next came her bra-clad breasts, supported in a black lace bra that matched her thong. As Jade lifted the tank top over her head, I took a long second to appreciate her cleavage before shifting my eyes upwards just in time. She fully removed the top, drawing attention to her auburn hair as it messily settled back in place both on her chest and behind her shoulders.
Casually tossing the top aside to land wherever it would, Jade placed one hand on her hip while using the other to fix her hair. “Well?” she said, “Like what you see?”
As if she needed an answer. Jade was fucking hot, and obviously I was into her. “Fucking stunning,” I replied. Considering my major and career, I could do better than ‘hot.’ Hoping to get right back to it, to kiss my way to the areas that were still being teased by a bit of fabric, I stepped forward to close the distance again. Now that this bombshell of a girl was standing before me in my living room, half naked, all bets were off. I was going to pick her up, enjoy the feeling of her legs wrapped around me, and go down on her right on the kitchen counter.
That was my plan, at least. Jade had something else in mind.
Placing her hand on my chest for a different reason this time around, she stopped me just short enough that I couldn’t initiate anything. In another familiar move, she reached into my front pocket with her other hand. Instead of leaving something for me, like last time, I felt her deft fingers slide my phone out. Before I could ask, she accessed the camera from the lock screen and un-silenced the phone itself with a flick of her thumb. Jade held her arm up and took a selfie of her half naked body with an audible click, then tossed my device onto the sofa.
“Something to remember me by,” she said.
Fuck. This girl was something else.
“Says the unforgettable girl,” I replied. Hopefully it came across as more flattering than cheesy.
“Mm hmm. So, you still haven’t given me the tour. How about we start with . . .” she trailed off. Biting her lip and flitting her deep hazel eyes up to meet mine, Jade decided, “the bedroom?”