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Curling his finger, he rubbed along my front inner wall as he withdrew, pulling it out as excruciatingly slow as he’d inserted it. He added a second finger, plunging back deep inside, then ground his palm against my clit and twisted his fingers.

He pinched my other nipple between his fingers at the same time. At the slight bite of pain, my core clenched around E.Z.’s fingers and then released. All that tension— all that longing— that had been building all day seemed to accumulate and heighten, coming together for this one final torment.

My vision went black around the edges as a whirlwind of sensations locked my muscles and stole my breath, sending pulsing wave after wave of intense pleasure.

I could no longer return E.Z.’s kiss. My body shook and trembled in his arms, and strangled, guttural sounds escaped my parted lips.

“Kaia, Goddess. Fuck,” E.Z. growled against my lips. “You’re so beautiful like this. Look at you.”

E.Z. cradled me to his chest, kissing me and whispering encouragement even after I went limp in his embrace. My whimpers combined with his praise to create something entirely beautiful and life changing.

In the aftermath, buried in E.Z.’s warmth, I started to cry earnestly. Tears of relief and pleasure. Happy tears for finding something so magical in a world that had proved so cruel of late. I was crying because this man holding me so tight— this beautiful, strong man — had given me so much while asking for nothing in return, wanting nothing but to take care of me when I needed him.

“Kaia, beautiful,” E.Z. coaxed, his warm lips cleaning my tear-stained cheeks. “Are you ok?” More warm kisses on my cheeks and eyelids.

“I am perfect.” I smiled through my tears, seeing the concern on his beautiful face. “Thank you. I have never… I have never felt anything like that. My body never has….”

E.Z. cut me off, sealing his mouth on mine and kissing me like I was his whole world, like he was thanking me.

“You didn’t….” I stopped, suddenly shy. “You didn’t get to feel what I felt.”

I was met with shining blue eyes that were both heated and admiring.

“I felt everything you felt, Kaia.” E.Z. kissed me again. “Every time you moved.” He kissed me again. “Anytime your breathing hitched, or you let a moan escape.” Another long kiss. “I felt it. I felt it all.” He held my eyes. “And if the day comes when we have more time, and you honor me with more, I know it will be explosive. But tonight was perfect. Thank you for trusting me.”

I reached up and ran my fingertips along E.Z.’s strong jawline. “Always.”

Chapter26

Kaia

“Kaia Cuddle Muffin, it’s time to wake up,” E.Z. crooned into my ear, his voice thick with sleep. He had curled around me in sleep, holding me against him, my back to his chest. “You need to eat. They’ll be coming for us within the next hour or so.”

Grumbling my annoyance, I snuggled closer, finding E.Z. hard against my backside. I languidly rocked back into him, holding myself there, and released a shuddering exhale. E.Z.’s grip tightened around my waist. He pushed himself against me and peppered kisses along my neck. We didn’t move, just pressed close, both of us seeming to enjoy the intimacy.

E.Z. and my relationship had changed. How? I did not know. What it meant? I hadn’t a clue. I hadn’t thought much about the consequences of being with him while it was happening. I just knew I needed him. Before my eyes fully opened, E.Z. kissed away any fears I could have dreamed up about us.

“Kaia, we really do—” I rolled my hips, and E.Z. cut off on a low groan, his warm breaths rustling my hair and sending shivers down my back.

I turned and E.Z.’s mouth immediately found mine in the dark room. I settled into that kiss. We kissed slowly while E.Z.’s hand guided my movements in a slow and sensual roll.

This wasn’t the same frantic pace of last night. This was soft and languid. Intimate. I liked it as much as the fevered kisses we had shared before. I liked the man too.

At first, I assumed E.Z. was just a clown who loved attention. But he is more than that. He has empathy and kindness you didn’t see in many people. The people he cares about aren’t just safe but happy. He makes sure of it.

It didn’t escape my notice that this entire journey, E.Z. turned up his antics in moments when it was most needed, like when I was a wreck during my healing with Griff and at Aiden’s safe house when I was ready to scream, so full of anxiety and fear and the need for answers. Whenever the conversation had become hard for me, E.Z. was there to ease some of that anxiety with well-placed inappropriate comments.

And I couldn’t be more grateful.

I turned, facing him, and wrapped my arms around his neck as I poured all that gratitude, appreciation, and more into a kiss. Thanking him for caring, for making me feel cherished and like a woman— wanted and beautiful. Also, for making that whole experience special for me. For everything. E.Z. seemed to respond in kind, accepting my thanks and offering his own in return. It was a charged moment; one I could have disappeared into for the rest of my life.

E.Z. broke the kiss too soon, resting his forehead against mine. Sighing in frustration, he pulled back and looked at me.

“Kaia, you’re tempting me to stay in this bed and do all the naughty things I thought about doing for the last several hours.”

“You spent the last several hours thinking about doing naughty things to me?” I asked, strangely proud.

“How could I not?” E.Z. asked, reaching up and threading his fingers through my hair. His eyes held mine, the hunger in his gaze reminding me that though I was satisfied earlier, he wasn’t. E.Z. dropped all teasing from his tone. “You came apart for me last night, and I have not thought of much else for hours. You’d be surprised by the things that have run through my mind while I held you.”

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