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“I can tell you as often as you need. And I’m going to show you when we get to the hotel.”
We didn’t say anything else on the drive back to the hotel, or in the elevator on the way up to my room.
The moment we got inside, I started undressing, suddenly excited for what was to come. “I have a surprise for you,” I whispered, tugging off my jeans.
“Yeah?” He cocked his head, watching. “Am I gonna like it?”
“Well… it’s your favorite thing.”
He squinted his eyes, as if thinking hard. “You are my favorite thing, and based on our conversation a little while ago, I already have that.”
“Your favorite sex thing,” I corrected.
He quirked up one side of his mouth. “I’m not sure I have one specific favorite sex thing.”
“I think you do.” I motioned with my hand. “Now you get undressed.”
“Okay.” He was naked in a hurry, and once he was, he let me lead him to the bed, watching as I dug out the lube.
“What do we need that for?” he asked lightly.
I went into the bathroom to get a towel, grabbed my vibrator from my bag, and then sprawled out on the bed, crooking my finger at him.
Kingston Knight.
A veritable rock and roll god.
He was all mine.
I was all his.
And I was about to give him something I’d sworn I’d never give to anyone else.
“Babe, is this…” He crawled onto the bed but stayed a few inches away as he rested on his side, facing me. “You don’t have to do this.”
“I know.” I smiled. “But I want to. I want you to see that I do trust you.”
“Yeah, but—”
“Hush.” I pressed a finger to his lips, cutting him off. “Kiss me, Kingston. And then I want you to make love to my ass.”
“Devyn, the thought of tearing or—”
“There won’t be any if you’re generous with the lube and take your time.”
He hesitated a long time.
Longer than I would have expected.
“I’ll never hurt you, Devyn. Not emotionally and definitely not physically. I’ll stop if I think there’s going to be damage.”
“I know.” I reached out and kissed him.
Slowly at first, we touched and explored lightly, our lips and tongues coming together tentatively. Almost like the first time again. Not because anything had changed but because it felt like we both wanted to start over. Just a little. The irony was that taking it easy somehow made everything that much more intense.
My body heated up almost instantly, and when he skimmed his fingers down my back, goosebumps broke out all over me. I craved his touch anyway, and today I was that much more needy. I’d almost lost him, almost lost my world. The fact that he’d come back to me meant everything. And I planned to cherish every single moment, forever.
As things intensified, bodies and limbs intertwined, I lost myself in him. He kissed and touched and brought me to the brink of orgasm just with his fingers. He’d become an expert in my body, knowing exactly what I needed, and when he slipped a finger inside of me, I moaned with need.
