Page 30 of Shooting Star Love


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The air around us was electrified with anticipation as our breaths intermingled. I wasn’t sure how long we floated in that space, on the precipice of giving into our base desires. Time didn’t exist in the linear way I recognized it. It felt like a second and an eternity.

A force that felt beyond my control pulled me to her as my lips hovered over hers.

“Kane?” she whispered softly, and her lips brushed against mine.

Not able to hold back any longer, I covered her mouth in a spine-tingling, soul-fusing kiss. Her lips parted, and my tongue slid into her mouth. She met me lick for lick. Our tongues glided together slowly, deliberately.

First kisses had always been exploratory to me, but not this one. There was no hesitation in this kiss. No discovery. It was intentional, hot, and hungry.

As she lifted up on her tiptoes, her arms wrapped around my neck. I snaked my arms around her body, and her head tilted back, giving me even better access to the recesses of her mouth. She melted against me as my hands roamed up and down her bare back.

A soft whimper vibrated through her, and I lowered us both down onto the couch. My hand slid from her knee up her smooth, soft thigh, and our kiss never broke. When I reached the juncture between her legs, my knuckles brushed against the damp, silky fabric covering her sex.

She was wet. I could feel the moisture seeping through the material. Her legs opened wider as I rubbed her sex, and her hips began to rock in response to my touch. Our kiss grew hungrier as my fingertips slid beneath her panties. As I grazed her intimate folds, my cock throbbed painfully in my pants.

I could feel her getting closer and closer to the edge. Her slit pulsed against my touch, and I knew she was about to go over the edge. I would give her what she needed, but first there was something I needed.

When I broke our kiss, she let out a tiny moan in protest.

“I want you to show me.” My breaths were coming in short pants. I teased her clit with my finger as I instructed, “Take off your panties and show me how you touch yourself.”

Her hands were shaking as she lifted her hips and slid her underwear down her legs.

“Lay back.” There was a huskiness in my voice that was only there when I was this turned on.

My eyes never left hers as she reclined with her head resting on a throw pillow.

“Spread your legs.”

A flush rose on her chest and cheeks as her knees parted.

I could see she liked the command I was taking, which was a good thing. In the bedroom, I liked to have total control. I always had. I needed the person I was with to give me full access to their bodies and know that I would always make sure to give them the pleasure they wanted. It was another reason I never enjoyed casual hookups. That sort of connection and trust could only happen when there was a relationship involved.

My hands slid up her thighs, causing the material of her dress to bunch up around her waist, revealing her most intimate place.

“Now touch yourself.” My fingers dug into her upper thigh as she moved her hand between her legs.

I watched as her fingers slid up and down her slit. My dick throbbed painfully as she began to concentrate her attention on the hood of her sex. Her finger circled her clit several times before it brushed over it. When the tip of her finger began to flick, I could see her seam clenching and knew she was about to explode.

As she continued to touch herself, I bent down and pressed my lips to her opening. My tongue licked up and down her slit. After just three passes, her back arched, and her body trembled as she rode out her release against my tongue. She continued to grind her sex into my mouth as her body exploded in pleasure.

Ruby’s release saturated my taste buds with a sweetness that had just a splash of tang. My tongue continued its ministrations until her limbs went limp. I lapped up every drop of her arousal, licking her clean and already wishing I could have seconds.

11

RUBY

“Two wrongs don’t make a right, but the right wrong can sure be a lotta fun.” ~ Miss Dottie

Never in my life had I been so bold, so forward. It was exhilarating and a little bit terrifying; both emotions only served to heighten the experience. I could confidently say that, in my experience, fortune favored the brave. That orgasm was easily the hottest, longest, and most pleasurable of my life.

Kane kissed his way up my belly and made quick work of removing my dress, which left me in the nude because I hadn’t worn a bra. He then took his time pressing open-mouth kisses on my neck, licking and nibbling the sensitive area just below my ear. Then he moved lower, where his fingers, lips, and tongue explored every inch of my naked breasts.

As he covered my entire upper body with kisses, I couldn’t stop running my hands over his shoulders, back, and arms. I could feel his muscles twitch beneath my touch. Most of the guys I’d been with were slighter in their frame. Some of them, I’d even been afraid to be on top of because I was scared I’d hurt them. Not Kane. He was solid muscle.

Wanting to feel his skin on mine, I fisted my hands in his shirt and pulled it up. Without missing a beat, he reached behind his back and yanked his t-shirt off in one tug. I ran my hands up and down the bare skin of his chiseled back as he hovered above me, staring down at me with a look of disbelief, almost as if this encounter wasn’t real.

“Hi,” I whispered as my lips curled in a grin.

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