Chapter 21 #2
I lifted my hands but let them linger in the air for a moment before I cupped her face carefully, with my thumbs brushing along her cheekbones.
She froze at first, but quickly relaxed as her eyes searched mine. “Sly…” she whispered.
I leaned in slowly, forehead pressing against hers. “I mean every word,” I murmured. “Every single one, Sumner.”
Her eyelashes fluttered, and I brushed my thumb gently over the corner of her mouth. She shivered at the touch. Then I leaned even closer, pressing my lips softly against her forehead. She exhaled into me, surrendering herself to this moment.
I moved to her cheek, kissing it lightly, then to her other.
“Sly…”
“Yes?”
She sucked in a breath as her hands fisted in my sweater at my chest. “Kiss me.”
Fuck yes.
I didn’t need another invitation for that.
The moan that escaped her when my mouth covered hers sent another jolt through my body, and I told myself to be careful not to overdo it.
I couldn’t risk doing anything she wasn’t comfortable with, but as I tilted my head to the side to deepen the kiss, it became clear to me that this was exactly what she wanted.
Her hands fisted in my sweater, and her legs wrapped around my hips to keep me there, but I wasn’t going anywhere. Not unless she’d physically push me away from her.
Another sweet sound left her throat, and I pushed my hands into her hair at the side of her head, curling my fingers around it to keep her steady.
Her mouth parted when I slid my tongue along her bottom lip.
I dipped into her mouth, my tongue dancing with hers slowly as one of her hands moved around my waist.
If only ‘Sex on Fire’ was playing now…
I pressed myself against her, letting her feel just how good she was making me feel, and I was pleased with her reaction. She pushed her hips against mine and tightened her legs around me, and I took it as an invitation to rub myself against her pussy.
The kiss had turned more intense, with our tongues curling around each other, and our hands starting to move all over our bodies. I dropped mine to her ass and cupped it gently, lifting her off her counter just slightly, and her hands were in my hair now, pulling gently.
“Fuck,” I muttered into the kiss before pulling away and dragging my lips down the side of her neck. “You’re so fucking perfect.”
She moaned again, tilting her head more to the side to give me better access. Her skin was sweet and so damn soft, and though I didn’t want to mark her in any way, I couldn’t help but suck on it. God, I needed to taste more of her.
“Sly…” Her voice was so damn soft, but had so much intention. “Touch me.”
I froze for just a second before taking her mouth again. “Where?” I asked in between kisses, needing her to take the lead because I’d ruin us both if she let me be in control.
She took my hand and moved it between her legs, and I cupped her heat without asking for permission because she clearly wanted me to. “Right here.”
Fuck me…
I pressed the palm of my hand against her and circled slowly, feeling the heat slowly dampen the fabric of her sweatpants.
I leaned back to look at her face, and I was pleased with her expression. Her eyes were hooded, and her lips parted.
“So damn beautiful,” I murmured, admiring her beauty as she pressed herself into my hand. “We’ll go nice and slow, okay? I won’t do anything you don’t want me to. You just tell me what you need, baby.”
“More,” she croaked out as she leaned back slightly, resting her whole weight on one hand while the other grabbed my wrist. “Please, I need more.”
I looked down and watched her move my hand further up until my fingers were grazing the waistband of her pants. Taking another look at her face to make sure this was really okay with her, I dipped my hand inside and slid my fingers over her panties, feeling her pussy under my touch.
“Is this what you want?” I asked, leaning in again to press a kiss to her lips.
“Yes,” she breathed, swallowing hard before another moan escaped her.
“Fuck me,” I murmured. She was wet, and her clit throbbed as I circled one finger around it. I needed to feel her skin on mine, and so I slid her panties to the side and moved my fingers through her folds.
“More…”
I held her gaze when I positioned two fingers at her entrance, and as she took a deep breath, I pushed inside until my fingers were fully buried. She arched her back, then pushed her hips toward me, with her walls clenching around my fingers.
“God, you’re tight,” I whispered, trailing more kisses along the side of her neck. “I can tell you’re ready for more, baby, but we won’t rush it.”
“Please,” she begged, thrusting her hips forward.
I pulled my fingers out slowly before pushing them back in. “When you’re ready for more, it won’t just be sex. It’ll be everything. Just you and me, and I’ll walk you through it. Nice and slow.”
Her breath hitched. “What if I don’t want nice and slow?”
I smirked and looked into her eyes again, tilting my head to the side. “Then I’ll still walk you through it.”
“And what if I’m ready now?”
I wasn’t prepared for that question, but the way she was looking at me, the way her body moved and reacted with every single one of my touches told me that she was more than ready. Still, I wasn’t about to fuck her on the kitchen counter.
I kissed her again, then whispered against her lips, “Then you’ll need to let me get a taste of this tight pussy first.”