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“Open your eyes. I want to watch you come for me.”
I see my eyes in his, glazed over, drooping with desire.
He flicks my clit, hitting all the right places inside and out of me, and bites into my neck, licking the affected spot. “Just like that, let yourself go. You’re doing so good, princess.”
From deep within me, my orgasm erupts, a tornado sweeping over my core. I cry out his name as I come apart.
My head falls back on his chest, my body feeling limbless, boneless.
“Give me your mouth.” His voice takes on a smoky tone as he pats my pussy, prolonging my orgasm.
I turn my face to him and I ride his hand, my core buzzing with the aftershocks of my orgasm. His lips come down on mine. I moan as we kiss, so utterly spent, so utterly satisfied.
“What about you?” I feel him. Hard, poking my back, letting me know of his need.
“This was about your pleasure. Not mine.”
He picks up a sponge and washes my body with care.
I catch my eyes, dilated and sparkly, looking back at me from the mirror when I step out. Kieran wraps a towel around my body, but not before kissing each nipple. I shudder at the erotic image in front of me. I seek his lips, not wanting the connection to end.
He blinks one moment in surprise, the next his hands cup my cheeks, and he kisses me back, molding me to him. I shouldn’t like this, but it feels spectacular. It exceeds my curiosity about sex, going deeper as if coaxing my heart into the mix as well.
I need to put some distance between us. There are too many emotions and confusion pulling me in different directions.
“You’re still hard,” I say, focusing on the obvious.
“Don’t worry about me.”
I peer at him, not wanting to believe he’s giving me something for nothing in return.
“I thought—”
“What, that I would ask you to suck my dick? Get on top of you and fuck you just like that?”
He arches a brow, looking displeased, and it breaks the spell of the moment. This time when he doesn’t try to stop me, I step out of the bathroom and go into the walk-in closet.
I change into a yellow A-line summer dress. After I dry my hair and put it in a loose braid, I go downstairs to the library and pick up a book. But I can’t concentrate on the story, replaying inmy head how good he made me feel. I have been in a permanent state of wetness. My panties are soaked.
“Lunch is ready,” Tamara says. I close my book and follow her, happy to escape the pretense of reading.
I search for Kieran and when I don’t find him, a pang of disappointment hits me.
“He left.”
“Oh.”
I take a seat and get back to eating. It’s not the same without him. It’s too silent, too peaceful. Apparently, I need brooding and brewing.
I leave half of my plate uneaten and go outside. I stroll through the gardens, watering the plants, plucking the dead ones out. Hearing the engine of his car, my mood lightens, shifting to excitement. I don’t know why I expected him to come to me, but he doesn’t.
He’s playing with you, Aurora,I chastise myself. I step inside and stop at the sound of a guitar being played.
I follow the sound and peer through a door and see him. With his eyes closed, he strums the instrument, hitting every note. It reminds me of the boy he used to be. Transfixed, I creep inside, but his eyes open and set on me. With our eyes locked, he goes on and I take a seat, curling into the armchair, and just listen to the melodious tunes.
“That was beautiful. I didn’t know you still played.”
“You didn’t give me the impression you’re interested in knowing me. You’ve made up your mind.”
