Chapter 8
Chapter Eight
Kellan
Her answer is yes.
I suppose I should clarify to what question she’s answering to, but in this moment, I’d take either. Or both.
I trail a kiss from her neck to her jawline, nipping and licking my way up until I reach her mouth.
Her lips are already parted, her mouth eager for mine, as my lips cover hers, taking all that she offers.
This kiss is better than our first one and exceeds even our last goodbye kiss.
An avalanche of emotion pours down over me, the rekindling of something so very good.
Our kiss is hot and needy as we latch on to each other in desperation. I sweep my tongue inside her mouth, swirling it around, playing with hers, triggering a very hard response from my cock. I devour her whole, dipping in and then pulling out, mimicking what my dick wants to do with her pussy.
We kiss for an eternity, the water bubbling around us in a cauldron of sexual fantasy and desire. And it’s getting hot in more ways than one.
I want to fuck her and fuck her hard. But have her stretched out on a bed so I can worship every inch of her body. In here, I can only tease out the sensations for Hollis. Maybe get her off with my fingers.
Using my index finger and thumb, I pinch together the edge of her panties and sweep it to the side, my knuckles running over her clit with a firm nudge, which elicits a moan so sensual from her mouth I think it might make me come.
Sliding a finger through her folds, she arches into my touch, and I slip my finger inside her to the second knuckle bone. Hollis opens her mouth on a gasp that I suck down with my kiss. Adding a second finger, I curl and stroke, pushing in and sliding out, finding a rhythm she seems to like.
It doesn’t take long until she’s shoving her fingers through my hair, grasping the strands tightly and calling out my name along with the holy father’s. Multiple times.
She sags down so her chin barely hovers over the waterline, eyes closed with a very satisfied grin etched over her lips and I slip my fingers from her center.
When she finally peeks an eyelid open, Hollis flashes me with her emerald green gazes and then stands, her naked and perfect breasts staring me right at eye level.
She crooks a finger at me, beckoning me to follow her out.
Water sluices down our bodies, as I swing her up in my arms, carefully taking the steps up the side and over the edge of the tub, and we make our dripping wet way into my bedroom, my foot closing the door behind us.
Laying her down on my bed, I slip my wet underwear off as she shimmies out of hers, flinging them on the floor in a soaking pile, so we’re both naked. She scans her eyes over my body, landing on my erection with an appreciative gaze. And then she licks her lips.
“You look good enough to eat,” she says in a husky tone. “And I skipped dessert in favor of you tonight.”
“Did ya now?” I place a knee on the bed, and cover her with my body, our damp, chilly bodies melding in perfect connection.
My cock nestles between her folds, as I cage her in with my fists on the mattress at her ears, and I slide forward, the movement of my cock along her clit extracting long rough sounds from us both.
I extend my arm out to the nightstand and grab the condom from the top where I dumped out the contents of my wallet earlier. I hand her the package with the go-ahead.
As she tears open the plastic and her dainty fingers sheath my hard, throbbing flesh, she says, “This will be a first for us.”
Her eyes lift to meet mine and I raise a brow.
“In a bed. I don’t recall us ever fucking on an actual mattress. We did it everywhere else, though, which was fun.” She grins devilishly and I agree with her assessment.
Taking my cock in hand, I guide it to her entrance, as she widens her thighs to make room as I wedge in the V of her legs.
“Don’t worry, Hol. We’ll get there again. Have patience.” I wink, the tip at her entrance and I thrust in.
And goddamn if it isn’t as good as my memories. She’s a snug fit, my cock enjoying the stretch of her pussy as her inner muscles squeeze around my length tightly, like she’s positioning herself to take a ski mogul jump. Tense and then loose.
“Hollis, baby. God I’ve wanted this again for so long.”
My body surges forward, the bulk of my weight being supported by my arms, but my pelvis pushing her into the soft mattress underneath her. She moves in sync with me, her small hips undulating in short, punching grinds, seeking the friction between us.
Soft moans fill the air between us. I love the sweet sounds she makes, as if sex with me is like licking chocolate frosting from a bowl.
I want her to come again, and I want to feel her spasm around my cock and call out my name in glory and pleasure.
Tucking a hand underneath her knee, I pull her knee up toward her chest, the move fitting me in deeper and extracting a desirable gasp from her mouth.
“Yes, Kellan. Right there. That’s so good,” she cries, her fingernails scaling down my back, digging in so roughly I’m sure there will be evidence come morning light.
My hips begin to piston harder, rougher, deeper, and she matches me with intensity. Her moans of pleasure go straight to my balls that are drawn up tight and achy, so close to losing their load.
“You close, angel?” I rasp, unable to say much in the way of full sentences.
Her moan is long and harsh, and I think she wants me to kiss her on the mouth when she clasps her hands behind my neck and yanks my head down. But then she redirects my mouth to her tits, and says, “Suck. Hard.”
Ah, my girl likes her nipples played with during sex. I’ll file that little gem away for future reference.
“Fuck yeah, baby.” I latch my lips around her taut nipple, distended between us, and suck it between my teeth. Grazing over it with my tongue, I glide over the nub, caressing it gently, before sucking it again and suctioning hard.
She goes off like a sparkler.
“Kel, I’m coming…oh God. Yes!” she all but practically screams in my ear, as I let go of her nipple and pump several harder thrusts.
And then with a savage snarl, I throw my head back as I’m coming inside her at the same time, the spasms of her inner walls turning me wild with the need to release, everything around us vanishing as I spill every last drop inside Hollis.
I close my eyes and let my head fall limply into the crook of her neck, her fingers thread through my hair, lazily stroking my hair as our breathing returns to a normal pace.
“I don’t want to move,” I mutter thickly, like a kid who doesn’t want to get out of bed to go to school. “This feels entirely too good.”
She just hums. “Yeah.”
I finally dislodge from her center, and shift to my side, holding the condom in place and looking around for a tissue.
Before I get out of bed, I lean in and place a kiss on the corner of her mouth, where she smiles sweetly.
“Is that what married sex will be like?” she asks, stunning me with the question and inference to being married to me.
I roll over her body, so I’m looking straight into her eyes, caging her in with my arms as I hover over her. My lips suck on her bottom lip before I take her in a full kiss. Hard, passionate, and with promises to give her whatever she wants and needs from me.
“I promise, it’ll be better.”