She sucked slightly, and I bucked into her, wanting more, needing more. My fingers found their way intertwined in her blonde strands. She looked at me, and her eyes creased with a smile, but her mouth never stopped working. She licked and flicked me like it was what she was born to do.
I wasn’t going to last much longer, especially when she included her fingers around my entrance while her tongue distracted my clit. She used one finger and slowly inserted it, causing another moan. This woman was wrecking me, and she had no idea. How was I supposed to move on from this? How was I supposed to touch anyone else?
She thrust her finger into me a few more times before adding another. She didn’t even ask, but she didn’t need to. I was so wet that they went in without any resistance. She started thrusting and licking at the same time, flattening her tongue and causing my eyes to shut and my head to fall back on the pillow again.
I opened my eyes when the sensations stopped. The thrusting, the licking, the building orgasm, they all stopped. I looked at her, confused.
She removed her fingers from me, and I shivered at the loss of contact. Had I done something wrong?
“Eyes on me, Kaia. I want to see those beautiful brown eyes when you come.”
It was all I could do not to come right then. I bit my lip and nodded. Whatever she wanted, she’d get.
I sighed with relief when her fingers and mouth returned to their previous positions and I had to force my eyes to stay open. They just wanted to close again but I didn’t want her to stop.
We looked at each other while she was eating and fingering me, and the orgasm was returning again. I could feel it building in my core, building in my veins. My breathing became ragged, and the little whines I was making were getting embarrassing. I couldn’t help it. She was hitting all the spots, and it was all too much and not enough.
She didn’t stop, even as my orgasm crashed and I could feel something coming out of me. Her eyes never left mine, even as the orgasm grew too intense. I gripped the bed sheets and had to close my eyes.
She didn’t stop. She licked and sucked and fingered me through my orgasmuntil it finally settled and after a few minutes, she slowly pulled out her fingers, causing little spasms of pleasure as she kissed my clit.
I collapsed on the bed, trying to catch my breath and process what the hell had just happened. I jolted when I felt her lips on mine, but I greedily accepted the kiss. Tasting myself on her lips made me groan, and she smiled into the kiss.
When she pulled away, I opened my eyes to see her smiling at me, her expression soft. “I love seeing you lose control for me, and I love that you let someone take care of you for once. Thank you for letting me take care of you.”
I had no words to respond with. I bowed my head so she couldn’t see the tears trying to spill out, but it was pointless. She knew me too well. She grabbed my chin and tilted my head so my eyes met hers, and she placed a soft kiss on my lips. I melted into the kiss and let her wipe the tears away. We didn’t need words in that moment. That kiss said everything we needed to.
She slowly pulled away and licked her lips. “Let’s get you cleaned up before bed, okay?”
I blushed and shook my head. “It’s okay. I can clean up in my own bathroom. I’m sure you want your space back.”
“Don’t even think about it, Rhodes. You’re sleeping in here tonight. I want you close.”
She kissed me again and helped me up and toward the bathroom before I could protest. Was I going to? Probably not, but I still wanted the chance to.
We stayed under the hot spray of the water for way longer than we needed to. We took our time washing each other and kissing in between rinses. I backed her up against the shower wall and kissed her for what felt like an eternity.
I was getting worked up all over again, feeling her wet body against mine while the shower rained down on us. It was utterly erotic and perfect. I was tempted to move my hand lower, to drag another orgasm out of her, but it felt too good just kissing her, and she never tried either. We were both satiated and satisfied with the moment.
After we were all rinsed and cleaned up, I got out of the shower firstand helped her out, stealing another kiss before wrapping her in a towel. Neither of us bothered to get dressed as we got underneath the covers, and she instantly took her spot next to me, laying her head on my chest with the cheesiest grin I’d ever seen. She was getting a little comfortable and I wasn’t mad about it.
“Good night, baby,” I whispered, knowing she couldn’t hear me. I froze when she looked up at me, which was ridiculous. She grinned with soft eyes, and I placed a kiss on her lips one last time.
She rested her head again and shimmied like she was getting comfortable. I smiled and kissed the top of her head, wrapping my arms around her. I let the rhythmic sounds of her breathing lull me to sleep as I played with her hair and held her tightly. I hadn’t felt comfort like that in a long time, and I wondered if I’d ever feel that safe again.
Chapter Twenty-Four
DAISY
I was a total creep.Kaia was asleep under me, and I was just watching her, staring at her. She looked so beautiful I couldn’t help myself.
I reached up and started playing with her hair. My heart warmed when she smiled sweetly and snuggled closer to me. It was a new feeling, waking up with Kaia holding me, especially a naked Kaia, but it was a good feeling. It didn’t feel weird like I thought it would. It felt… right.
She was starting to stir, but I used that time to think about what had happened the night before.
Memories of kisses, touches, and orgasms filled my mind, and I smiled so widely I thought my mouth would crack. I took a chance, kissing her at the party, and I was relieved when she returned the kiss. Then, coming back home and finding out her feelings for me. It all made up my mind for me.
I had wanted her for a while, but I’d pushed those feelings aside and made excuses for them. But after last night, there was nowhere else for them to go. Now, I just needed to know what her thoughts were on the whole situation. I told her I wouldn’t regret what we did, but did she? Did she want it to happen again, or was it a one-time thing only?
