The figure jumped, and I heard a squeak before Kennedy’s raspy voice interrupted the blood pounding in my ears. “Dane, it’s just me.”

I made a face, even though I doubted she could see me in the dark. “What are you doing in here? I could’ve hurt you.”

“I’m sorry, I just…” she stopped, and I heard her sigh.

I didn’t have time for this. She’d made it clear where we stood earlier, or rather where she stood. I couldn’t imagine what reason she possibly had for being here in the middle of the night, and I was too tired to ask.

“You can show yourself out,” I bit out. “I’m going back to bed.”

I turned around, and walked back into my room. Footsteps sounded behind me, albeit light ones. I threw my baseball bat onto the floor with a thud, and kept my back to the door. Her presence was like a lightning bolt that bounced around the room until it hit me. My muscles tensed when I felt her at my back.

“Dane.”

The way she said my name…Fuck.

“What do you want, Kennedy?” The words were clipped, my tone severe.

“I don’t know,” she replied quietly. She sounded unsure, and it pissed me off. I turned, not realizing how close she was, and instinctively reached for her when she stumbled backwards. There was enough light coming through my bedroom window for me to see that she was wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt – the one I’d left her in after our first night together. The sight of her in my shirt made my inner cave man want to pound on his chest, but it also stirred up the storm that had been brewing from the moment I left her room a week ago.

I held her wrists between us, aware of how her chest moved with every breath, of how her tongue snuck out to lick her lips.

“Tell me why you’re here,” I ground out.

“I wanted to see you.” Her reply came without thought, like she’d been preparing for this moment.

“So you sneak in here in the middle of the night?”

“I couldn’t sleep.”

It was strange, to think that she’d been just as restless as I was after our conversation in the parking lot.

“You are testing me,” I growled. “I asked you if you wanted this, and your silence was answer enough. So I’ll as you again. What.Are.You.Doing.Here?”

Her eyes darted back and forth, but for once they gave nothing away. The atmosphere had shifted, filled with a charge. I could feel her pulse beneath my thumb, and the unsteady thump-thump matched the erratic beat of mine.

“I couldn’t tell you what you wanted to hear, Dane. It meant I had to acknowledge that you hurt me this week, and I didn’t want to give you that satisfaction. I hated the thought of being nothing more to you than a quick fuck. I’m not saying I want a relationship, our history is too sordid for that, but…what happened between us, I liked it, I want more of it.”

We stood there, staring, for what felt like hours. I was bemused, more now than ever, and before I could do anything, I had to be sure she understood what would happen if we went ahead with this…arrangement.

“You don’t know what you’re asking me,” I murmured.

“I do,” she swallowed audibly. “I’m asking…” she paused.

“Say it,” I hedged.

“I’m asking for uninhibited access to your body, and I want to give you the same with mine.”

“Why not say it like it is,” I mused. “You want to fuck me.”

The light tinge in her cheeks, barely visible in the dim light, made me tighten my grip. It was unbelievably sexy, to see the apples of her cheeks become rosy because of the candid way I’d said her own words back to her.

She looked down to hide her embarrassment, but I didn’t want her to feel ashamed for telling me what she wanted. There would be no room for that between us. She had to be comfortable with me, open, and willing.

“I won’t share you,” I said, freeing her wrist so that I could tilt her chin up. “And I won’t expect you to share me. It’s that simple. I’m yours when you want me, and vice versa. No one has to know. It stays here, between us. Understood?”

Kennedy stepped into me, and I let her other wrist go. She held her mouth a breath away from mine, and as soon as the word ‘yes’ fell from her lips, she threw herself into my arms with every assurance that I’d catch her. Our lips crashed, our bodies followed, and I had her in the air with her legs around my waist before our kiss was over. Her tongue played with mine, and she sighed into my mouth, her breath fresh, and minty. I climbed onto my bed with her in my arms, and pressed her into the mattress. My hands found the hem of her shirt, and I lifted it over her head. Her perky round tits bounced with the slight jostling of the bed, and I zeroed in on the hard peaks of her nipples. Her hands dove into my hair, and she arched her back, pushing her nipple deeper into my mouth.

I licked my way over to the other side, and did the same until Kennedy was panting. My eyes locked onto hers, and she watched with intrigue as I moved lower, licking her navel, and going lower still. I sat up and removed her underwear, grumbling my approval when I saw her bare pussy.

“You wax?” I asked, not bothering to look up.

“Yeah.” I could hear her blush, and when I peaked at her from beneath my lashes she was biting her lip. I planned on making her do that a lot.

“I’ve been thinking about this all week,” I said. “I’ve been wondering what you taste like.”

“Dane,” she wavered. “No one’s ever…”

“Eaten you out before?”

She covered her eyes with her hands, and let out a shaky giggle. “Oh God.”

I lifted her hands from her face, and grinned at her flushed state. We hadn’t even done anything yet, and she was already so responsive. I was going to enjoy the fuck out of this.

“Never be shy with me, Kitten. You can trust me.”

“Okay.” Her sweet smile brought something else to life inside me – my need to please her, to worship her body.

I settled between her legs, and then lifted them over my shoulders. I breathed in her sweet scent, and hummed in appreciation. My mouth came over her lips, and my tongue slid through her folds.

“Ohhhh….” Kennedy moaned, throwing her head back. Her hands fisted my sheets, her hips started moving in rhythm with my tongue. I sucked on her clit and she cried out. I pushed a finger inside her, and then another, loving the way she was coming undone at my hands. I’d never cared for this part with other girls, but for some reason I wanted to make this good for Kennedy, so good that she’d compare every guy after this to me. I twisted my fingers, and found the spot I knew would make Kennedy frantic. I rubbed her soft flesh in circles, and continued to work her body until she squeezed my fingers.

“Mmmmmm….yes, right there…Ohhhhhh.”

My teeth nicked at her sensitive clit, and her body seized as her orgasm took over. I sat up, keeping my fingers moving inside her, and watched the way she sighed, arched her back, and gripped my sheets.

Her eyes were heavy when she opened them, and her mouth dipped into a lazy smile.

Slowly, I withdrew my fingers, and licked them clean of her wetness. Her pupils were dilated, clearly aroused by me tasting her.

“You good?” I asked, standing from the bed. I removed my briefs, and palmed my hard cock in my hands. Kennedy sat up on her elbows, legs spread, and I thought I’d never seen anything so bewitching.

“More than good,” was her reply.

I started to reach for a condom in my bedside drawer, but Kennedy stopped me. She kneeled on the bed in front of me, and gave me her shy smile. “I want to feel you.” Her voice was so soft I’d almost missed what she said. “I get a shot every three months, and I got my last one was two weeks ago, so we’re safe.”

I’d never, and I mean never gone bareback before. I was strict about using protection, not only to prevent an unwanted pregnancy, but also to prevent any kind of STD.