Taylor

"Ah, you're back," he remarked.

"I need to talk to you," I said in a calm voice, hiding the nervousness I felt. He didn't step aside to let me in. I didn't really want to have this conversation in the middle of the hallway.

He cocked his head to the side and studied me for a moment. The tip of his tongue flickered against his lip ring. Then to my surprise he stepped aside and motioned for me to enter his room. I walked inside his room and he closed the door. He turned and leaned against it and surveyed me from head to toe, which sent tingles through me. I stood a couple of feet away from him with my arms crossed over my chest defensively.

"So talk," he instructed firmly. I licked my bottom lip and his eyes fixed on the motion.

"You never gave me a chance to explain why I stopped you," I said. The tip of his tongue flickered against his lip ring again and I couldn't help thinking of what he'd done with that same tongue to make my world shatter into a million pieces. I averted my gaze for a moment to regain my hormones and when I looked up at him, I kept my eyes fixed on his so I wouldn't be distracted. I had expected him to interrupt me, but he didn't. He remained quiet with his features veiled so I had no idea what he was thinking.

"Caleb and I went out a couple of times." He didn't really need to know that it had only been once. "I didn't want to start something with you before I could make it clear to Caleb that I just wanted to be friends and nothing more."

"With me it's not 'something,' it is just sex," he stated. I felt my stomach dip at the word sex. It was what I wanted from him.

"I know," I replied.

I was going into this with my eyes wide open and my fairytale dreams of love and marriage were firmly stuffed in the back of my mind. This thing between us would be purely physical. Sex with him was so hot I couldn't pass it up. It would also give me a chance to gain experience and that was what I wanted. I waited nervously for him to say something, but he remained silent. Then he walked toward me, holding my gaze. The confidence that oozed from him was nearly enough for my panties to melt from anticipation.

"This thing with you... I want more than one night," he said softly as he stopped in front of me.

"Okay," I replied.

Then I remembered him and the girl downstairs earlier on making out. I had one rule that I had to lay down before we started anything.

"This has to be exclusive, though. I don't want you to touch another girl while this is going on between us," I explained firmly. There was no way I was going to share him while we had this arrangement in place. He mulled it over for a few moments.

"Fine. Exclusive fucking," he stated without batting an eyelid. Just what he said made me hot and aware of my own body. My body wanted him and I could feel the ache between my legs at the thought of what was about to take place.

"Any more rules you want to put in place?" he asked.

"No," I said.

"No feelings, just sex, and when it ends we walk away," he said as he took another step closer. He was so close I had to look up to hold his gaze.

"Yes."

He reached for me slowly and I waited anxiously as I felt his hands thread through my hair and I felt the butterflies begin to flutter inside my stomach as I felt his warm breath against my lips.

Then his lips touched mine. I felt his lips move against mine as I reached up and snaked my arms around his neck. His tongue swept against my bottom lip and I opened my mouth. My tongue met his as I felt his hands reach for my waist and lift me off my feet.

I wrapped my legs around his waist as he stroked his tongue against mine. I expected him to lay me down on his bed, but he didn't. Instead he opened the bedroom door and walked down the hallway to the bathroom with me still wrapped around him. Once inside the bathroom, he sat me down on the counter. He pulled his lips from mine so he could close the door and lock it. I felt nervous and unsure. He opened my legs and stepped between them.

"I want to pick up where we left off," he murmured just before he started to kiss me again. I felt his hands ride up my skirt and grip the sides of my panties. He pulled them off and dropped them to the floor.

He reached for my top and took it off, dumping that on the floor on top of my panties. My body came alive under heat of his gaze. His lips slammed against mine and I felt an excitement begin to grow as his kisses became harder and more desperate. He trailed his lips from my mouth to the side of my jaw and I groaned, loving the way that small action sent a shiver through me. This time he didn't bother to take my bra off; instead, he pulled the bra down and flickered his tongue against my nipple. I gasped at the sensation that it sent through me. He smiled as he watched my reaction. I wanted and needed him.

"Are you ready?" he whispered against my mouth as I felt his hand between my legs. He pushed a finger into me and I gasped against his mouth.

"Yes," I gasped as he slid another finger into me. I moved against his fingers, needing the release he could give me.

"Tell me what you want," he said as he pumped his fingers inside of me.

"I... want," I tried to say, but I was unsure of how to say it.

"You want me here," he said as he pressed his finger harder into me.

"Yes," I panted.

I felt disappointed when he pulled his fingers out of me but then realized what he was doing. He undid his jeans and dropped them to the floor. And then he pulled his boxers down. In his hand was a foil packet that he opened with his teeth, and then rolled on the protection that had been inside. I gripped the edge of the counter as he leaned forward and kissed me hard. With his hands, he opened my legs wider and then he stepped between them.

I felt him push against me. I held my breath as he entered me slowly at first. He gripped my butt and pulled me closer to the edge of the counter as he slid totally inside of me. The feeling of him inside of me gave me a sense of fullness.

"I can't take it slow," he murmured in warning as he pulled back and thrust back inside me harder. "I need to fuck you," he rasped as his fingers dug into my hips, holding me in place as he slammed into me harder.

I panted as I held onto the counter when he began to pound against me. But as hard as he was thrusting into me, I needed him to do it harder.

"Harder," I told him, feeling the buildup inside that needed release.

His actions built me up. He brushed his tongue over his bottom lip as he watched me with fascination. Then I exploded and I felt my body shudder against his. His actions became more frenzied and he pushed into me a few more times before I felt him reach his peak. Afterward, I leaned against him for a moment as I struggled to catch my breath.