He walks his fingers downward, circling my belly button before skimming the outside of my sex.Usually, I would shy away, but something has changed inside me.Perhaps it’s Kit’s devotion to me that has me realizing I’m safe in his arms.
And I want to replace the horrible memories of that night with something unforgettable.
Placing my hand over Kit’s, I coax him to slip his fingers into me.
He slides in with ease, and my body responds to him as if it were created especially for him.
He’s slow at first, ensuring it feels good, and it does.I shift my legs, granting him full access to my body.I want him to take all of me.
And I mean that in every sense of the word.
He increases the tempo, rubbing over my clit and playing me at the same time.It’s almost too much.But in the same breath, not enough.
I reach around and commence stroking his cock.
There’s something carnal in us pleasuring the other at the same time.
“Oh, fuck, you’re going to make me come,” he pants, his shaft hot and heavy in my hand.
His response spurs me on to move faster.
I never thought I’d be able to be with a man this way, not after what happened.But now, I want more.
Gently untangling myself from Kit’s warm body, I turn to face him.
His room is dark, lit only by a thin sliver of light through the curtain.However, it gives the illusion that no one exists outside this room.It’s only us, and I’m okay with that fact.This happens often, where it feels as if the world disappears.
Losing myself to Kit shows how far I’ve come, and I only see myself growing.Kit is good for me.I finally found someone who accepts me for me, flaws and all.God knows I have a lot of them.
But here he is, promising to stick by my side and protect me like no one ever has before.And because of this, I draw his lips to mine and kiss him with passion and love because at this moment I realize that I do.
I love him.
And I think he feels the same way about me.
I’ve never felt this way about anyone, so I’m unsure what’s right or wrong—but I know it feels good.It doesn’t make me feel ashamed or guilty.It makes me want to be a good person, for Kit and for me.
This kiss feels different.Like something has changed.
Kit reaches for the hem of my T-shirt and slips it over my head.Instantly, we reach for the other, desperate to close the distance between us.We can’t get enough of each other.The urgency makes us both crave the other more.
He rolls me onto my back, devouring my mouth before working his way down my neck.He kisses over my collarbones and between my breasts.He takes one breast into his mouth, sucking and licking, setting my entire body on fire.
I squirm under his touch, never feeling more alive.
Our bodies fit together seamlessly.
I move.
He moves.
He kisses across my stomach, circling his tongue in my belly button.I arch my back, wanting more.
And more he gives me when he lowers his mouth to my sex.
He gently pushes my leg out, granting him deeper access.He licks and suckles my heated flesh, using his tongue in ways that should be illegal.
I am helpless at this moment.
