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"What's wrong?" she asks softly.
I hadn't realized my eyes had drifted down, but I look at her now. "Hurry. Your food will get cold."
It's the best I can give, since I can't lie and say everything is okay. She looks at me for a second longer, as if she knows I'm the one holding back for once, but then she begins eating. Of course, my thoughts turn entirely, because I watch those lips close around her mouthful and all I can imagine is her mouth on me. I know she can feel me staring, shit, I hear her thinking it, but I also can't seem to look away. I barely eat myself, busy watching her. I'm hard in no time, discreetly adjusting my loincloth to hide my erection. But obviously not discreet enough because her eyes snap to it now.
Her mind is a flood of tormenting images. Her lips on mine. Hands touching again, but mine on her this time. Her kissing down my body, moving my loincloth aside, taking me into her mouth. I almost jump across the space between us to grab her to me at that. I stand, quickly walking across the space to where I've put our food, needing to be away from her. My hands curl so tightly that my nails cut into my palms.
"Kayo?" Her soft voice says my name, and maintaining any type of control begins to feel impossible.
"Yes?" I reply, and even I can hear the strain in my voice.
"Can you see everything I'm picturing?"
"I can." My hands tighten even more.
"Did you not say anything because you're not interested?"
I whip around to look at her. I'm sure my face is utterly puzzled.
"I didn't say anything because I knew any words that came out of my mouth would somehow be of me begging you to let me do even one thing you pictured. I had to walk over here just to stop myself from grabbing you. But have no doubt whatsoever that my cock is aching right now, Leah."
She smiles shyly, eyes casting down as her teeth bite down on her bottom lip. Fuck it. I can't stay over here a moment longer. My feet eat up the distance between us until I can bring my thumb to her lip, freeing it. Her eyes rise to mine, going back and forth, searching for an answer to a question I only hear in her mind.
Does he want to kiss me?
I step closer, giving her time to push me away, to tell me to stop, but she only looks up at me with longing. Leaning forward, I feel her shaky breath on my lips a moment before I bring them to hers. I have imagined, a thousand times, maybe even a million, what it would feel like when I finally got to kiss her. My imagination did not do her justice. Her lips are soft, warm, and perfect against mine. And when she presses them harder to mine, I damn near come right here and now.
Your tongue.
This is the first time she's spoken directly to me in her mind and my eyes widen in shock. I can see the smile in her own gaze, but then my tongue is peeking out, the tips flicking her top lip and her eyes are closing. It is such a beautiful sight, but then she opens her mouth for me and I close my own eyes, no longer wanting to see, just needing to feel.
I groan as my tongue slides into her mouth, both at the feel of her tongue timidly meeting mine, and at her thinking about how much she likes the forked tips. At first, her tongue strokes lightly, testing, checking how it makes her feel. And I wait, keeping my hands at my side, just meeting her tongue when it comes forward. But then her thoughts change, becoming more demanding on her and me, her tongue slides harder against mine and she steps closer, tilting her head to get more, give more. I circle my tongue around hers and get the sweetest moan from her.
More.Her thought is a sigh.
I bring my hands up to her face, fingers on her cheeks, palms cupping her jaw. Her hands come to my middle. Just her fingertips at first as her tongue continues feeling like heaven on mine. Then, they move, sliding further and further back until her fingers are on my lower back, palms against my sides. Unfortunately, we both need to breathe and are forced to break apart. I don't let her go far though, terrified for this moment to end. I put my forehead to hers and her fingers tighten on me, like she's trying to ensure that I’ll stay right here. If she only knew how much I hope that I never have to leave.
"All the things you saw me picture," she says, breathlessly, "I want you to make all of it come true."
"All of it?" I ask, a bottomless hope in my voice.
She looks up at me, confidence in her eyes, surety in her gaze. "All of it. Do you want t—"
I bring my finger to her lips. "You never, in this life, in whatever life comes after this, need to ask me if I want to do anything with you."
She smiles against my finger.
"Do you want me to be tied up?" I ask.
She shakes her head. "I want you to be able to touch me, to...to feel me."
"Stay right here."
I rip the blankets off the couch and shove the furniture aside, hearing Leah chuckle behind me. Not wanting to be hindered in any way by how much room the couch allows, I spread the blankets out, one on top of the other until at least six are on the ground. Then, I sit down and extend my hand to her. She slowly comes towards me, dropping to her knees before me, curiosity in her eyes, her thoughts letting me know she's waiting to see what I'll do first. Focus on her. Of course, I will focus on her.
I reach for the bottom of her dress and a shaky breath leaves her. Looking up at her to make sure she's okay, she gives me a nod. I pull the dress up, over her head, her hair cascading down when I fully remove it. I look to her thoughts for guidance, on whether I should adore her just like this or lay her down. She's resting back in her mind, so I pull her forward and move her until she's lying beneath me, those beautiful eyes watching me. Wanting me.
I lean over her, bringing my lips to hers again. She kisses me back, a moan leaving her as my hands go to her stomach. Her muscles jump under my touch, I take my lips away from hers long before I want to, but I need to kiss the rest of her. She arches her neck when my mouth trails there, giving me more than enough room to press multiple kisses there, from behind her ear to her collarbone, on the left side, the right side, and down the front. She's shivering by the time I move to her breasts.
