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“Are you going to stay the night?” she asks. “I’ll understand if you’d rather go.” Her words seem emotionless, even cold. She doesn’t care what I do.
I can’t get angry at her, because she hasn’t led me along at any point. Okay, she didn’t tell me up front that she only wanted a one-night stand, but I don’t blame her for that. I wasn’t particularly looking for more, either. She’s been very frank. I can’t really get upset because she’s treated me like a human vibrator. I should be thrilled. I had great fun, enjoyable sex, and no commitment. Every guy’s dream, right? Don’t be a pussy, Kip.
But for some reason, maybe because I heard from Lesley, because of the unpleasant exchange with Craig yesterday, or because the connection I’ve had with Alice has made me realize that I’m actually quite lonely, I feel a sweep of self-pity and resentment.
Then Alice moves, and I look down and see her rub her nose. I slide a hand beneath her chin and lift it so I can see her face. Her eyes shine with unshed tears.
I’m so selfish. She’s not cold, and it’s not that she doesn’t care. She doesn’t have a choice, for Christ’s sake. She loves her mother with all her heart, and how can I criticize her for that? She should be applauded, in this day and age where young people are often condemned for being selfish. She’s looked after her mum for eleven years, with barely a day off to do the things that young people do. She’s so touch-starved that she reached out to a man she hadn’t even met because she needed that human connection. I’ve made her feel loved and wanted. What we have here, tonight, is like a present under the Christmas tree. It’s beautiful and sparkling and, in itself, it’s a wonderful thing, no matter what’s inside it on Christmas Day. I have to appreciate it for what it is.
Lifting up onto an elbow, I tip her onto her back and move up close. She sniffs and looks up at me with her huge blue eyes, and I’m not imagining it, they’re filled with admiration and something a little deeper, not love, obviously, but dare I say adoration?
I kiss her, soft and gentle, my lips playing with hers, nipping, teasing, for a long time before I add my tongue to the mix. She sighs, opening her mouth, and our tongues touch, thrust, and dance with one another, our breaths mingling.
I once read a sci-fi novel where lovemaking with an alien species involved silver strands of energy wrapping around the other person like ribbons, and I imagine that happening now—snaking from us, intertwining, then pulling tighter until we’re locked together, unable to separate until we reach the ultimate height of fulfillment.
Still kissing her, I stroke a hand down her neck to her breasts and cup them, teasing her nipple with my thumb. It’s soft as velvet, like a light-pink rose petal, but as I tug it gently, the skin tightens and the nipple grows erect. I do the same with her other one, until they’re both standing stiff and proud, and she’s murmuring against my lips, wriggling a little.
Sliding my tongue deep into her mouth, which elicits a long, sexy moan from her, I brush my fingers down her body, across the slight swell of her stomach, and then over her mound. Pushing her legs apart, I slip my middle finger down into her folds.
She’s still wet and swollen from her previous orgasms, and my finger slides easily through her slippery flesh. I know she’s going to be sore, so I concentrate on her clit, teasing the tiny button with small circles and light pressure.
“Mmm… Kip…” she whispers.
I lift my head. “Does that feel good?”
“Yeah…” Her teeth tug her bottom lip, and her eyelids drift shut briefly.
“Tell me what it feels like.” I slide my finger down an inch and gently collect some more of her moisture before returning to caress her clit.
She’s breathing heavily now, and her hips are starting to move to match my hand. “Like swimming in a warm sea. Oh God… like being filled with melted chocolate…”
I kiss her. “Maybe I should lick it up?”
But she lowers her hand so it rests on mine and says, “No, don’t stop…”
“Okay.” I increase the pressure a little and kiss her again, deeply this time. Her long, sexy moan brings goosebumps out all over my skin, and my erection springs back to life. I press it against her hip, and she sighs. “See what you do to me,” I murmur, stroking her firmly.
She closes her eyes and bites her bottom lip again. “Slow down or I’m going to come.”
“I want you to. Tell me how it feels.”
“Mmm… like a thread circling my stomach that’s slowly being pulled tight… like the whole world, the entire universe, is in this room, buried deep inside me… like nothing else exists except… ohhh… you… and me…” And then she can’t speak anymore, and she clamps her hand on mine and squeals as she comes. I watch her, feeling her muscles pulsing, and imagine the blissfulness flowing through her, the exquisite sensations of her climax. There’s nothing like it, and there’s nothing like being able to share yourself in such a vulnerable and open way with someone else. I’m so thankful I got to be the one she chose.
I lift my hand, and her eyes open. “Wow. That hit me like a freight train.”
“Glad to be of service.”
She laughs and wraps her arms around me, and we indulge in a long, sensual kiss.
Then I lift my fingers to my mouth and suck them.
“Whoa,” she says. “Oh my God.”
“What? It tastes nice.” I slide my fingers down into her again, collect a little of her moisture, then bring them up to her mouth. “Try it.”
“Kip!” She laughs and turns her head away.
Not to be foiled, I touch my fingers to my lips, then hold her face and kiss her, delving my tongue into her mouth. She struggles and complains, then sighs and goes still, letting me kiss her until I finally lift my head.
