“I've already been waiting for months, and I'm not waiting a minute longer than I have to. COME ON." Suiting action to her words, she grabbed my hand and physically pulled until I stood up.

I glanced back behind me while Naimh dragged me toward the stairs. I saw first Sam staring after us, and then my eyes met Belle's a second later. Sam was grinning, but Belle actually looked a little jealous.

Then again, I figured Belle merely wished she could come watch.

Feeling my hesitance, Naimh glanced over and found me gazing back at the others. She stopped tugging my hand, which made me Look at her. And after pursing her lips, Naimh's jaw set as she came to a decision and abruptly started dragging me back into the family room.

“Uh, are we not doing this?" I asked dumbfoundedly.

The gorgeous redhead shook her head, stating, “Changed my mind."

I misunderstood her. I thought she meant she'd changed her mind about having sex with me, but she was in a different head-space than me.

Naimh actually meant she'd changed her mind about the Location, something I didn't realize until she parked me back on the couch, knelt before me, and started tugging my pants off

“Whoa, what?" I squawked in surprise once my pants and underwear hit the back of my knees. I wasn't remotely hard, but Naimh was determined.

"I thought you just said..."

She seemed to realize my confusion, flashed me a grin, and explained

"Oh, we're still DOING this. We're just doing it right here."

Sam gawked at us, chirping, "After all that bitching about getting your own one-on-one?"

"I told you," Naimh said while tugging down her own jeans, which took a little effort since they were tight enough to seem spray-painted onto her. I watched the way the redhead's big tits wobbled in her t-shirt as she did so. "The BTC means more to me than sex. Being with my best friends means more to me than fucking him, which is why I've waited this long as it is."

I'd been waiting a long time, too, and watching the most gorgeous thing

I'd ever seen stripping herself down before me with the full knowledge of her intent to finally fuck me, I started getting hard despite myself. The sight of her neatly trimmed red beaver, proving the carpet matched the drapes, had me salivating, and Naimh giggled when she saw the direction my gaze.

"See something you Like?"

I grinned and Looked up at her pretty face.

“Yeah... I still love your eyes."

Naimh Laughed and reached for the hem of her t-shirt. But she paused before removing it, instead reaching up behind her back and unclasping her bra.

“I know you love my eyes, but I think there are two other things you're dying to see right now." With that, she wriggled and slipped her hands inside her sleeves to pull the strap off one shoulder and then the entire bra out through the opposite armhole. When she was done, she was still wearing the tight t-shirt, but now her erect nipples were making prominent dents in the cotton fabric

I blinked and stared at those headlights, nodding, "You have my full attention."

Now I've said before that Naimh was the most gorgeous thing I'd ever seen, but I don't think I've spent nearly enough time waxing poetic about her incredible body. Zofi had the slender model's build, and both

Sam and Mari had more outrageous curves that simply screamed, ‘FUCK

ME'! Naimh was somewhere in the middle, not quite as tall as Zofi and not quite as curvaceous as Sam or Mari. Instead, it seemed Like she possessed the best features of all of them. Still tall and slender but packed with Double-D curves and a tight ass, Naimh was a copper-haired comic book heroine brought to Life. Her emerald-green eyes were large and luminous. Her face was high-cheekboned perfection. Her fiery hair flowed in silky waves around her face. On a scale of 1 to 10, she was an 11, and I'd wanted to fuck the shit out of her from the moment I saw her.