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Holy crap.
No one has ever touched me like this before. My nerve endings are on fire. Every single one of them. And there must be thousands of them, hundreds of thousands, millions even, with how incredible it feels.
My breathing, non-existent.
But I want Kael to feel this, too. I want to make him feel as good as he makes me feel. The scoreboard is a little skewed if I remember correctly, and I plan on evening things up. This time I’m taking the lead. Enough playing around.
“Stand up, Kael.”
Warm brown eyes look up at me, and at first he looks confused. But then he sees it. He sees lust and desire so heavy in my expression that it can’t be mistaken for anything else.
He stands slowly, his eyes never leaving mine.
A low groan rumbles around the room when we switch positions, and now I’m the one kneeling on the shower floor in front of him. “I love the noises you make,” I whisper, peeking up at him, dragging my fingernails over the sexy V, and then gently down through his dark pubic hair.
A muscle jumps in his jaw. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
“Then it’s a good thing I want to.” I wrap my fingers around the base of his cock, the skin wonderfully warm and velvety soft.
Gliding my hand easily up and down his shaft, I lean in slightly and drag my tongue over the slit at the very tip, a low hum sounding in the back of my throat. I open my mouth to take him in, at first just the head, and my eyes roll back with how good he tastes, salty and masculine.
I look up a him as I run my tongue all over him, up one side, down the other, paying particular care to lick the thick vein, starting on the underside.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmurs, not taking his eyes off me for a second.
Sucking him with my lips, and cupping his balls in my other hand, rolling them gently, Kael swears like a sinner, his hips kicking forward when I take the entire head of his cock into my mouth. His hard flesh stretches my cheeks, filling my mouth as I lavish him, sucking him even harder this time, working him deeper and deeper. He thrusts shallowly into my mouth, obviously unable to hold back.
“Feels so fucking nice,” he breathes.
I give his cock another squeeze and his eyes go hazy. I want to make him feel as cherished and adored as he made me feel last night. I want to chase the doubt from his mind, to reassure him that I want this just as much as he does, and to give him nothing but pleasure.
His fingers in my hair draw tight, stinging ever so slightly. But not enough to make me stop. I’m not stopping. I’ve never particularly enjoyed doing this in the past, but I love being able to do this to him. I draw him in even deeper and suck even harder, hollowing my cheeks, working him over with everything I have.
“God dammit, Sienna,” he says, and various growling noises follow. The muscles in his stomach tense, his legs stiffen, and then before I even have time to make the choice, his balls tighten, and he lets go, releasing hot, bitter, salty cum straight down my throat.
I swallow fast, taking it all.
Working him down gently, stroking his cock, kissing my way down his softening shaft, his whole body eventually slumps back against the shower wall. A part of me wishes I could do it all over again just to see that blissed-out expression on his face again. And I put it there. Me.
Yes. I did this to him. It was all me.
His hand wraps around the back of my neck, pulling me to my feet, pulling me in tightly against him. Hot water soaks my hair, running down our joined bodies and Kael stares down at me with a slight crease pressed between his brows. “I’m clean, Sienna. I promise I am. I got tested, before I went into rehab. I swear I’m clean.”
“I know you are.”
“You swallowed.” His arms tighten around me. “I fucking love that you swallowed. But you shouldn’t have done that without checking first.”
“I know you’re clean, Kael. I am too.”
“Good to know, sweetheart.”
“That impresses you, huh?”
He kisses my forehead, his tongue catching the tiny drops of water trickling down my face. “You have no fucking idea how much you impress me. And for that little performance, sweetheart, you get a five-star review.”
I shouldn’t be proud of myself. But I can’t bring myself to stop.
So freaking proud of myself.
