I hum in agreement as my hand picks up speed. “Fucked my hand in the shower with the thought of your legs wrapped around my head.”
She moans, her hips rolling as her hand fucks harder. “Oh god, and you do it so well.” Her free hand clutches at her chest. “You eat me so fucking good, West.”
“Bet you wish you had my tongue now, don’t you, Maevyn?” She nods, and I can see the way her jaw is clenched tight as she fights to hold on to the pleasure. “Feeling it licking up and down your pretty pussy. Sucking that needy clit of yours in my mouth.”
“Shit.” Her head drops forward.
“Eyes up, baby.” My balls tingle. “Don’t wanna miss the show, do you?”
Leaning forward, Maevyn grips the railing.
“That’s it.” I pant as I feel myself ready to explode. “Watch what you do to me.”
Her moans turn into long, drawn-out cries as she buries the vibrator as far as it can go.
I grit my teeth, groaning as cum shoots up, landing on my stomach. My pulse is thumping against my skull as heat swallows my body.
Maevyn sighs from across the balcony, and I watch greedily as she trembles in the chair. Her back is arched, and the one leg still propped on the railing shakes uncontrollably as she tips her head back and cries up to the heavens.
The night stills, falling calm and quiet as we both catch our breath.
“So you pictured me, hey?”
“Shut up.” She laughs, pulling her shirt back over her head.
“No way. I’m never letting you live that down.”
“That only works if the person’s embarrassed or regretful.”
“And you’re not?” I stand up, leaning over the railing, still completely naked and covered in cum. It’s worth it to see her eyes slip down, taking in the evidence.
“Nope. Just wish I didn’t take so long to try out the real thing.” She crosses her arms over the railing. “Although I’m not sure if I would have let you in like this if we did it any other way.”
I nod. “I know what you mean.”
I wasn’t looking for anything before I met Maevyn, but I also wasn’t closed off to the idea. My past relationships helped me see what I wanted for my future.
Maevyn hasn’t had those same experiences. She’s learning as she goes.
It’s selfish of me to be happy that she’s never been like this with anyone else. Never had the desire to try, because she deserves so much. But the reality is, she only wanted to take this chance because of me. I’m taking that honour and running with it. Just like she’s taken my heart. And I doubt I’ll ever see it again. It’s hers.
35
“Should I bother looking for another place to live, or do you think you’ll be living at Maevyn’s by the time I’m ready to move out?” Callie sits at the kitchen bench, assessing me as she sips some tea.
“There’s no rush or necessity for you to look for another place,” I say, shovelling the last of my dinner into my mouth so I can get to Maevyn’s.
I just got back from classes with Phil, and it’s already after eight p.m. I need to get my fix of Maevyn before I can go to sleep, though she’s worth every minute of lost sleep.
“Oh, so you don’t think you guys are headed that way?” The question is dripping in sarcasm.
“I didn’t say that.” I walk over to the sink and rinse out my bowl. “I said there was no rush.”
“Okay. How many nights a week do you see her?” she asks, covering a yawn.
I pop the bowl onto the dish rack, then spin around to face my sister. “Doesn’t mean I’ll be moving them in any time soon.” I still remember how bad it hurt when things turned to shit with my ex. We rushed into things, got too excited with the honeymoon phase, that I couldn’t even see the road bumps in time to pump the brakes. “I want to be sure before I do that.”
Callie nods, leaning back in her chair as she rests a hand over her growing belly. “I get it. Past mistakes make you question future actions.”
