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And then, without another word, I lean in and press my lips to hers, the taste of her surprising and intoxicating all at once. The kiss is soft and tentative, a hesitant exploration of something long denied.
Mahalia’s initial shock gives way to a response, her lips moving against mine in a slow and sensual dance. It’s a kiss filled with a multitude of emotions—years of unresolved tension, curiosity, and the undeniable attraction that has always simmered beneath the surface. Shit, this is what I always wanted, and I’m finally getting it, tasting her.
Time seems to stand still as we lose ourselves in that stolen moment, a moment that bridges the gap between our past and our uncertain future. My hand slides from her cheek to the nape of her neck, deepening the kiss, a silent promise of things yet to come.
But as quickly as it began, the kiss ends, leaving us both breathless and wide-eyed, our lips still tingling from the lingering sensation. I pull back slightly, my gaze locked with hers, searching for any sign of regret or resistance.
Mahalia’s eyes are filled with a mixture of confusion and desire, her breath coming in uneven bursts. She opens her mouth as if to speak, but no words come out at first. “I... I don’t know what just happened,” she stammers, her voice barely a whisper.
I swallow hard, trying to find the right words, but they elude me. What was that kiss? Was it a mistake, a reckless act born of the tension in the air, or was it something more, something that had been waiting to happen all along? I wish I could have something to say back to her, but honestly, I’m speechless. I have nothing. I think I might be a little bit in shock.
As we stand there, caught in the aftermath of that unexpected kiss, I can’t help but wonder how it will shape the path we’re on and what it means for the future that lies ahead. I also don’t know how long I can keep away from her. That might have to happen all over again.
FOUR
MAHALIA
I’m furious.
Am I furious? I can’t tell. With Kit kissing me, anything rational goes flying out the window. I know I shouldn’t kiss the man who bullied me for all those years, but a part of me has always wanted to kiss him as well. Even as he was being an asshole, all I wanted to do was taste him, so even with my hands tied up behind my back, I lean into the kiss.
His lips are everything my teenage heart ever dreamed of and now his fingers are all over me, driving me insane. The tension in my body seems to melt away as he drops down to the floor beneath my legs, nudging them apart. I toss my head back, allowing my hair to spill down my bag as his fingers edge up my thighs. He’s moving slowly, tantalizingly slowly which has me worried this might be a trick of some kind. More of his usual teasing.
But as my thighs spread further apart and he pinches my panties between his teeth, a shudder of desire races down my spine. He pulls the lace downwards, and I can hear his ragged breaths blasting against me. Fuck, this is madness. Probably the most insane thing that’s happened today, which is saying something since this is the craziest day of my life so far.
“Shit, Kit, what are you…”
The words fall apart on my lips as his fingers spear me. They plunge deep inside of me, exploring the wet heat blooming between my legs. I can’t help but succumb to the pleasure that already is careening through my veins. The burning hot bliss that is fizzing all the way through me.
I always suspected that Kit might know what to do with a woman’s body, but really experiencing that is off the scale. My toes curl as the desire intensifies.
“Oh God.” I groan as hot jets of air tickle me. Those gorgeous lips of his that were kissing me only moments before are edging closer to where I’m absolutely throbbing for him. My whole body is aching with need, I’m craving him deeper than I’ve ever craved a man before.
I have to admit, pleasure is only something I’ve ever experienced by myself before. I haven’t felt it with another, but it already feels like Kit is driving me to the peak of the mountain which is insane. How does this man who I have hated while secretly being attracted to, know my body so well? It’s insane. He hasn’t even tasted me yet, and the anticipation is overwhelming.
“Mahalia, you have no idea how many times I’ve imagined you like this.”
Holy shit. Those words are intoxicating. I don’t know if there’s any truth to Kit’s words, he might be teasing me like he always has done, but in the heat of the moment, it really feels like that’s how he feels. Like I have always been on his mind.
There’s a part of me that’s always been thinking about him as well. I wouldn’t like to admit it, but I suppose he’s always been there. Although thinking of him hasn’t always worked out well for me; but that is something I don’t need to get mixed up in now.
I let out a little scream as finally, after what feels like a lifetime, his rough hot tongue connects with me. Broad, enticing strokes circle my clit, causing lightning bolts of bliss to shoot through me. Holy shit, I’m certain this is going to be the first time I lose my mind with another person. The pressure of pleasure is intense and only blooming and growing as his tongue explores my hypersensitive nub, and his fingers continue to massage my insides.
There is nothing like this pleasure; I can’t believe it. My heart is hammering so hard against my rib cage, and I fear it might break free at any given moment. I can’t catch my breath, I can’t get anywhere near enough air into my lungs. I’m dizzy with pleasure, it’s just too much.
I want you, I think to myself. I need you.
I want this man to fuck me, actually. Even if he has always been my enemy. I want to overcome that by him taking me to heaven and back. I don’t even care that I’m being crazy, that I’m out of control. I just want more. So much more. I want everything he has to offer…
“Fuck, no!” I cry out as Kit infuriates me. He pulls back just as my body is throbbing and almost at the knife edge of desire. “What are you doing?”
He chuckles, clearly amused with himself. That shit-eating grin leaves me torn. Do I want to slap him… or kiss him? “You don’t like being teased? You don’t like edging? Because I think if you control your orgasm and put it off, it can be even better.”
This overwhelms me. Kit must be much more sexually experienced than me. I don’t even know what he’s talking about. But he doesn’t seem to care as I grab him around the back of the neck and I pull him back towards me. He does exactly what I need of him and he returns to devouring me like a madman on a mission, determined to coax the orgasm out of me. I slide down on the seat and allow him to control me completely, just because it feels so fucking good. This is a sensation that I never want to end, I want to ride the tip of his tongue forever.
Fuck. It’s happening. I’m soaring high, teetering over the edge. The pleasure is coming for me, all I need to do is reach out and grab it so I can have it all…
“What the fuck is going on here?”
