Why Not?

We're alone

"Well, I would be a lot happier if you stroked it, and I don't mean my ego." He smirked, leaning back, placing his arms along the edge, also pulling her closer by the shoulders. "According to you, this is completely fine?"

"What do you mean by that?" Stevie asked, sipping her wine. 

"Your boyfriend is upstairs and you're in here with me."

"Don't make me feel guilty about this, Lindsey, because I will leave."

"Okay, I promise I won't mention it again. But what I will say is that something about you has changed. You used to be such a prude and here you are now, openly talking about blowjobs and me going down on you, too."

"Is that bad?"

"No, not at all. Just that now I can't help it, I find everything you say to be such a turn on. I love your dirty mouth."

"Only my mouth?" She questioned, her hand dipping into water and gravitating towards his semi-hard on. 

"Oh, keep talking..." He shuddered, swallowing hard. "I hate it that I'm not the only one who gets to experience this."

"You're jealous, aren't you?" She spoke, moving her clenched fist lazily. "Admit it."

"I-I..." He stuttered as she added some pressure. "Yes. Yes, I'm insanely jealous. Wh-who the fuck does h-he think he is... fuck, Steph..." He closed his eyes, breathing faster. "...allowing himself t-to touch you, kiss you, whenever h-he wants."

"My boyfriend, Linds." She reminded, knowing he'd hate it. 

He was never selfish. His own hand moved in between her thighs, pressing two fingers against her, gaining some satisfaction at the sight of her biting her lip. She had to slow down again, now that he decided to pay attention to her needs. He knew there was no way he would get her out of that bathing suit, so he pushed the material to a side and granted her skin to skin connection. Neither one of them rushed, stimulating each other simultaneously. Nothing was said during the upcoming minutes, both savoring the intense pleasure the other caused. It was necessary to keep quiet, as he was biting hard on the inside of his cheek and she sank her teeth in his shoulder, once the climax hit them both. 

"I..." She began uncertain. "I need to feel you, I want to feel you."

"What, out here?" 

"No, don't be fucking stupid. Can we go to your room?"

There was no hint of teasing in her voice, all he could hear was the overwhelming need. "Of course." 

Lindsey got out first, pulling on his boxers and grabbed the rest of his clothes, then helped Stevie, as she picked her blouse and skirt up. They very casually entered the house and went upstairs, making sure no one was watching them, he let her in and closed the door after himself, locking it.

"Maybe I should have checked on Jeremy. If he's asleep."

"There's a chance you won't come back and I'd hate if that happened."

She would have too, so she stayed.

All of a sudden, they felt as if this was their first time together. All the braveness and straight forwardness had escaped and they became somewhat shy, unsure of what to do next. He took the first step, approaching her, as she placed her palms on his chest once he wrapped his arms around her. They met halfway in a passionate kiss, that ended in him discarding her wet swimsuit. They were completely naked in front of each other, again, tentatively he got closer, engaging her in another kiss. He walked her backwards until the back of her knees hit the bed and she had to sit down. He pushed her gently onto her back, as she moved up higher. She felt entirely too exposed to his stare, but she didn't cover herself up, letting him look at her if only he desired to do so. He joined her at last, laying in between her legs as he kissed her again, this time, bringing his hand in between them, readying her. Their lips remained locked as he thrust inside her and he was going to give her time to get used to it, but she started moving her hips slowly as he understood to begin thrusting as well. Thanks to having a release beforehand, they managed to keep up their sensual and steady rhythm. He started feeling the pleasure building sooner, he picked up the pace only slightly as she was letting out almost inaudible moans, each one of them bringing him closer. She would have been screaming the place down under different circumstances. 

"Touch me please..." She felt he was closer. 

And he did, also lowering his mouth to lick and suck on her hardened peaks. Soon she took his face in her hands, guiding his lips to hers, to muffle the sound of the ecstatic feeling they were both experiencing together, thanks to years and years of practice.

They would have liked to stay this way and drift off in each other's arms, but that was not meant to be. After a few more minutes, Stevie gave Lindsey one more kiss and got out of the bed, gathering her clothes. 

"Tonight was incredible." 

"Unforgettable, baby. Just like you." He said and she smiled weakly. "Sleep tight."

"You too, Linds. I'll see you in the morning."

When Stevie entered hers and Jeremy's room, she went to the bathroom to take a quick shower. She got out not five minutes later, put on her nightgown and was ready to get in bed. She didn't want to sleep for too long, so she wanted to know what time it was currently and how many hours she could allow herself. 

Stevie tiptoed around to Jeremy's side and tapped the screen of his phone, frowning. A missed call at 8:21 pm, the person not in the contact list - the number unknown. There was also a text message, but she didn't want to get paranoid and he would know if she had read it. 

Sighing and willing herself not to overthink, Stevie slipped under the covers and fell asleep, once Jeremy felt her presence and scooted over, enveloping her in his arms.