3. Building Tension

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Finally, it's Friday. I text Sarah again to remind her to come over at 7, along with my address. I've cleaned twice and tried to focus on dinner instead of my nerves.

We've been talking every day since our fun phone conversation on Monday. Hot, steamy, innocent, and everything in between. But now I'm feeling the first date jitters.

I know how crazy that is. It isn't the first date. I mean, she's had my dick in her mouth.

But still, I'm nervous. I keep my hands busy on our meal, then making sure I have the right wine in the fridge along with some beer since I can't quite remember what she was drinking when we met. I double-check everything.

It's seven years. Before I know it, there's a knock on the door. I open it and find Sarah, her long brown hair waving past her shoulders.

She looks up at me, bites her lip, then smiles. Hi, Travis. I pull her into a hug, and when that's not enough, I kiss her.

Sarah groans softly and pats my chest. Her cheeks are pink and her eyes wild. She licks her bottom lip.

That's for after dinner. It's good to see you two, Sarah. She takes my hand and lets me lead her inside.

I pull dinner out and she grins. It's good to know she's a carnivore like I am. When I offer her wine and beer, she motions towards the beer.

With that, we get set up at the table. Just to make it fancy, I light a few candles between us. She giggles and bites her lip.

You're going all romantic on me, Travis. Trying to treat you like a lady. For now.

Sarah grins and we talk about our week at work. She makes me laugh more than once and she mocks her boss with a ridiculously high-pitched voice. I ask about Bonnie and Sarah, rolls her eyes.

She's my best friend, but she can be too serious. Just because we're in our late twenties doesn't mean we can't still have fun. What kind of fun do you like to have? I ask, leaning towards her.

I think you're fun. I also like karaoke, dancing, and I even like the occasional game of darts. We talk about different games.

What she likes to sing for karaoke, what she likes to watch on TV. Then we move to the couch to put on one of the shows she's mentioned. She giggles and steadily moves closer to me.

By the time the episode is over, Sarah is against me. Do you want to do another episode? No.

She turns my chin to face her. I want to do something. Someone else.

I groan and lean into her, pulling her tight air against me as I kiss her. She gasps and slides onto my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck as I plunder her mouth with my tongue. Groaning, her fingers tighten in my hair and her hips roll it to meet mine.

My hands stroke down her back until I grab her ass and guide her hips as they move over me. I swallow her moans, then tug on her dress, dragging it over her body, inch by inch, until she's only in her lacy bra and panties. I lick my lips and shake my head.

You're so gorgeous, Sarah. These are the same underwear from when we were on the phone. Good.

I kiss her across her throat. I can't wait to be inside them. I drag the straps of her bra down with my teeth and lick across the top curve of her breast.

Sarah's back arches and I take the hint to remove her bra. I toss it to the side and look over her with a groan. Then I cup her breast, full and sexy as hell.

I circle her nipples with my thumb before bending my head to suck and lick. Her nails dig into my hair as I feast on her. I draw back and kiss her again, harder.

Let's go to bed. Fuck yes. I wrap her legs around me as I stand, then carry her to bed.

I drop her on our back and grab her thighs, dragging her close to me, just like I told her I would. I drag her panties down her legs with my teeth. Sarah pants and her hips lift off the bed, and her thighs part, giving me a view of her pussy.

She's completely bare. I push her thighs apart to see even more, to see how wet she is for me already. I groan and kiss up her thigh.

I lick across her clit and savour the way she tastes, sucking and licking her clit. I slide two fingers into her pussy and watch her as she plays with her tits, holding her hips carefully. I devour her, not restraining myself at all.

Sarah's moans drive me insane, and I know I'm hard by the time she comes, holding my hair in her hand tightly as she grinds against my face. She comes all over my mouth, and she is so delicious. I draw back and lick up to her belly button, pressing a soft kiss there as I pull my fingers free.

She sits up and pulls my t-shirt over my head, tossing it to the side. She kisses across my chest, licking then nipping. I groan and guide her mouth back to mine.

She licks into my mouth, as hungry and eager as I feel for her. More onions to fuck me, Travis? You want me? I ask, kissing her jaw.

Her hands tug at my jeans until she can stroke my cock with nothing in the way. I groan. Her palm is soft and gentle even though she strokes me hard.

I gasp and shiver. Fuck Sarah. I kick off my pants and boxers, then climb on top of her again.

Sarah wraps her thighs around me, and I tease her with my cock, rubbing it over her clit and teasing the entrance of her pussy. She groans then flips us over. I gape at her.

Sarah grins at my expression then slides down on my cock until I moan. She pants on top of me, bracing her hands on my chest before she leans back, letting me see every inch of her body. Fuck.

She circles her hips then rides me, bouncing on my cock as her head falls back and her lips part. Watching her is almost as hot as feeling her wet pussy around my cock. She fits me so perfectly, rides me so hard that I'm worried I'm going to come way too soon.

Baby. She leans forward and kisses me hard. It gives me the chance to flip her.

I hold her hands above her head and slowly roll my body, thrusting into her at the pace we both need. I start slow, trying to draw it out. How am I supposed to say no to that? I pound into her fast and deep.

Fuck she feels so good. Her moans fill my ears in the feel of her body against mine, fingernails dragging down my back. I can feel the electricity between us, the heat ripping through me.

I'm so fucking close. Fuck. She yells, hips meeting mine as I pound her hard.

Her pussy tightens around me as her back arches and she almost screams under me. As she rides out her orgasm, she takes me with her. I shudder as I empty inside her, then I collapse next to her.

Sarah pants and rolls to fit against my side. I kiss across her temple, down her jaw, then finally claim her mouth. She kisses me back and bites her lip.

That's way better than phone sex, Travis. Damn right. And I can go for round two tonight.

After a break, she laughs and kisses across my neck before cuddling against me. I stroke her back and her hip as we catch our breath. I look over at her and shake my head.

I can't believe that shame-missing dinner led to me and Sarah in bed together. I kiss her again, then roll on top of her. She bites my lip and kisses me again.

I knot my fingers in her hair and smile. Just two rounds? Maybe three.

I murmur as my hands slide down her body, teasing her clit. She gasps and spreads her legs for me. Or four.

Sounds like I should spend the night.