44. Pressure

                                    

                                          
Leo 
"Mama." I say as I walk into the kitchen. I see both my mama and papa sitting at the kitchen island, drinking their coffee.
My mother lifts her arm and I side hug her.
"Where are you off to?" She asks, rubbing my back.
"I'm going to Josephine's." I discreetly glance at the clock. She has to work in exactly three hours and nine minutes. 
Both my parents grin at me. My mama speaks up first. "When are we going to meet your girlfriend?"
"Soon." I say.
"Sooner better than later." Papa tells me. "We want to meet the woman who's making you smile non stop."
I grin. "Copy that."
My mama sighs. "You can go see her. Shoo." She laughs.
I give them both a kiss on the cheek before dashing out.
When Josephine opens the door, she jumps and my quick reflexes make me catch her.
Her feet dangle in the air as I give her a kiss.
I put her down so I can remove my shoes.
She has on her scrubs already, and her hair is in two identical braids. Her face doesn't have any makeup on it, except for the cherry lip balm I just tasted off her lips.
"Hi." She sits on the couch, crossed legged, and I take a seat beside her.
It's been a few days since I last saw her. Since the night I was planning on fucking her into oblivion. But then she told me she was a virgin.
I've been thinking about what that means for us. If I should change the way I behave around her. I concluded that no, I should continue with the way I was before I knew.
But I also don't want to go too fast and make her feel pressured in any sort of way.
We'll be following her pace.
I rest my palm on her leg as we catch up. She went to her parents two days in a row to help with the preparation for her aunt's birthday. She tried out a new recipe, but it failed.
I, on the other hand, have been thinking nonstop about her. What she did to me after we got back from Armed. How her eyes were glinting as she jerked me off. My cock stayed hard for hours after I got home. Once I got home, I jerked off immediately. Then I took an ice-cold shower. In the middle of the night, I woke up with a raging hard on and jerked off while pretending my fist was her hand.
I came so fucking hard.
And now, I need to think about something less dirty, so I don't get hard right now.
"Your hair is growing really fast." She points out, her fingers tangling in my hair at the back of my head. Her fingernails scratch at my scalp and I let out a small groan at the sensation.
Edging closer to me, she puts her legs over mine as she continues toying with my hair. Noticing I really enjoy it when she does that. She's really attentive. She wants to do things that'll make me feel good. But I didn't lie when I said everything she does makes me feel good. Her presence in itself turns me on.
Soft lips touch my neck and she slowly kisses a trail up to my mouth.
I palm her neck and hold her to me, plunging my tongue inside her mouth. She tastes like coffee and something sugary. Probably one of the cookies she always has lying around.
She moves and straddles me, all the while not breaking the contact of our lips.
I grab onto her hips, wishing the fabric of her scrubs was thinner. Or that she wasn't wearing anything at all.
Fuck. My cock twitches. Her body plastered against mine is something I always want to feel.
Her hips begin to slowly undulate. Just like when she was riding the mechanical bull.
She lifts herself even further up so she can rub exactly against my hardening dick.
"Josephine." I grunt and hold her hips tighter.
She hums against my throat, a low laugh escaping her mouth as she softly bites my jaw.
I want to flip her over, rip off her clothes and sink myself so deep inside her, we become one person.
But I'm showing a lot of restraint.
Her hand glides down my front and to my dick. She firmly squeezes me before rubbing up and down. Her touch feels so good and I don't want her to stop.
But I do stop her. I grab her hand and pull my lips away from her.
She's flushed and breathing fast.
"Honey." I tuck a strand that has fallen from her braid behind her ear. "You don't have to do this."
She frowns and leans back to look at me better.
"What?"
I gesture to our nether region. "This."
She gives me a blank look. "I know I don't have to do anything. But I want to. I enjoy it."
"I just don't want you to feel pressured or anything."
"That is the last thing I feel." Her small hand cups my cheek. "Trust me."
"I do." I nod and give her a kiss, then glance at the clock. She has to be at work in half an hour. "Want me to drop you off?"
"A colleague is picking me up. In fifteen minutes." She gives me a devilish smile. "But we can make out in the meantime."
"That we can do." I laugh as our lips meet.