Starting Over (Unexpected Encounters part 3)

Chapter 32

I crawled over top of Whitney and leaned down to kiss her. Her hands came up and clenched on to the back of my neck as my own roamed along the bare skin on her stomach.

I brought one up to cup her breast as the other held on to the side of her face. My tongue parted her lips and I felt a quiet moan against my mouth.

I widened my legs and brought myself further down, rolling my hips against Whitney's body.

My lips moved over near her ear, and I kissed just behind it.

"Don't move," I said quietly.

I sat back and unclasped my bra, letting it fall down my shoulders before dropping it on to the bed.

I moved on to my underwear as Whitney watched closely. I kicked it off to the side and leaned back over top of her.

She grabbed on to my hips and trailed her fingertips gently up my sides.

With how badly I'd been wanting this to happen, it was hard to move slowly, but I wanted to make sure that Whitney was okay with all of it. She hadn't protested anything yet, but I wasn't taking any chances.

I kissed her again, making sure that she knew just how much I wanted her.

When I pulled back this time, I started to move further up Whitney's body, my eyes staying on hers the whole time.

She quickly reached up and wrapped her arms around my thighs as I positioned my aching center overtop of her mouth.

I lowered myself down as I felt her grip tighten on my legs. I could see her dark eyes looking up at me intently as her tongue ran slowly in between my folds.

"Fuck," I breathed out as soon as she made contact.

She moved slowly at first, her tongue exploring every bit of sensitive skin that she could find. I was desperate for more, and I grabbed on to the top of her head and pushed my hips further down.

I took a handful of her hair and steadied myself as I began to roll my hips against her tongue. My free hand came up and I started to toy with my nipple, causing my moans to grow louder.

Whitney held her tongue out, letting my movements do most of the work, but she periodically flicked it back and forth at all of the right times.

I groaned as my legs tightened around her head and I felt the warmth building inside of me.

I rolled my nipple in between my fingertips as I looked down at Whitney. I could almost see the smirk in her eyes as my body began to tense up.

Her fingernails dug into the skin on the outside of my thighs as she brought her lips together and sucked on my clit.

"Whitney - shit," I moaned out.

Her tongue swirled around and I fell forward, putting both of my hands behind her head and clenching the sheets.

My eyes stayed on hers as my mouth silently fell open. She held my legs down as they began to tremble and I was pushed over the edge.

I groaned loudly as the waves of pleasure came crashing over me. Once Whitney had slowed down, I fell over to my side and laid there next to her.

"For fucks sake," I breathlessly said.

She grinned over at me, and as soon as I caught my breath, my mouth was back on hers. I slid my hand below the fabric of her bra and trailed my fingertips over her nipple as I kissed her.

She reached up and held on to the back of my neck, and I pulled the bra down below her breasts.

My hand trailed down her stomach and to the waistband of her underwear, where I ran my fingers beneath them.

I pushed them down her legs, and she kicked them the rest of the way off.

I pulled my mouth away from hers, and I brought my hand up to it.

"Open up," I smirked.

She grinned back at me as she opened her mouth slightly, and I put two fingers on top of her tongue.

She sucked at them as I slowly pulled my hand out and brought it back down between her legs. I ran my fingers through her wetness, grinning to myself at how turned on she clearly was already.

I gave her a quick kiss as I brushed over her clit, and then moved my mouth lower.

I swirled my tongue over her nipple before taking it in between my lips and gently biting at it. I heard Whitney moan as my pressure increased on her clit.

I continued to suck on the sensitive skin on her chest as I pushed two fingers inside of her. I could feel her tense up as she groaned quietly.

I pulsed in and out of her a few times before bringing my hand back and grabbing on to hers. I brought her fingers to her clit, coaxing her to touch herself before I slid mine back inside.

Her legs began to tremble at the sensation, and I curled my fingers further up inside.

My mouth stayed on her breast, concentrating on her nipple until I knew she was about to cum.

I put my lips on hers and kissed her intently before pulling back and hovering over top of her.

My eyes locked on hers as another moan fell from her mouth. Her fingers continued over her clit as mine pulsed in and out of her entrance in a steady rhythm.

I pushed deeper, resting my forehead against hers and watching as the orgasm flooded over her body.

I kissed her through her moans as I slowly pulled my fingers out and eventually felt her relax beneath me.

I fell over on to the bed as I draped my arm over her waist. I gently kissed her cheek as I watched her chest rise and fall rapidly.

She looked over at me and grinned, and my heart damn near melted. All I'd been wanting was to win Whitney back, but I had no idea if I'd be able to.

"What?" She asked.

"Hm?" I blinked rapidly, realizing that I'd been spacing off and staring at her.

"Sorry," I continued, "just enjoying this as much as I can."

"You and me both," she said as she leaned over and kissed me.

I grinned against her lips as we laid there for a while longer.

"I hate to admit this," I said after a few minutes, "but I'm fucking hungry, we never ate dinner."

"You might not have, but I had a pretty good meal not too long ago," Whitney teased.

"Oh really?" I asked as I raised an eyebrow at her, "I guess I'll just go and order myself something for dinner then."

"Okay no don't do that," she quickly said, "I'm hungry too."

"That's what I thought," I said with a smirk.

She rolled her eyes at me as I got out of bed and found the clothes that we had originally intended to put on. I tossed some over to her and got dressed myself before we walked out to the kitchen.

It almost felt like no time had passed between us as we sat there and ordered dinner, falling into another comfortable conversation.

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