Chapter 15 #2
After she stopped crying, she told me that her brother cried while telling her that. Kiara cried when Karan hid his face, crying in his sister's lap. As I said before, Kiara would cry with you if you're important to her. Like she did for me. And this time, it was her own brother.
“Are you okay, now?” I muttered, rubbing her back through the thin fabric of her tee, and realized that she wasn't wearing a bra. Shit. Not now, Eiffel. Bad timing.
It was worse when she was straddling me and I was holding her in my lap, our bodies pressed against each other.
“I’m fine,” she said and shuffled a bit. I stilled when she pulled away to look at me. “Are you getting hard?”
I smiled nervously. “Busted?”
Kiara bit her lip and sat directly over my growing bulge. My body tensed and all blood went south. “Don’t, Kiara.”
She kissed me softly, nipping my lips, and started grinding her hips, making me hard. My hand gripped her hair as our tongues mingled. I fucked her mouth with my tongue, eliciting a moan from her. I could feel her thong getting drenched when I squeezed her ass.
I pulled away, breathing heavily. This wasn’t right, she was crying moments ago. My voice sounded strained when I said, “You should get some rest. We can do this later.”
Kiara ignored me and kissed down my jaw. I knew I was hard and she was enjoying it. “Just relax, Ethan,” she whispered in my ear like an angel. Or the Devil. She nibbled my ear and drew my earlobe in her mouth, making me shudder. She's going to drive me crazy.
Kia removed my T-shirt, throwing it away, and kissed down my throat. With a wicked glint in her eyes, Kiara kissed my nipple before biting it, flicking her tongue.
I groaned. “Kiara.”
She hummed in response, her lips leaving kisses down my abs, and I shivered when her hair fell on my skin, making it tingle.
She laid me down on my elbows. Her touch and kisses were leaving a scorching trail and going to very dangerous places.
She kissed my hip bone and flicked her almond-shaped dark eyes to me. Fuck.
Her face was flushed, lips swollen, and eyes filled with lust. “May I?” she asked softly, red blush blooming in her cheeks.
“Yes, fuck yes, Bella.” I breathed out and her hand cupped me through my sweatpants. I cursed, my eyes wide with surprise, matching hers.
Kiara raised a brow. “No boxers?”
I swiped my tongue on my bottom lip while she stared at me with raw hunger. “Remove that T-shirt first,” I heard myself reply in a husky voice.
Biting her lip, she straddled my hips and removed her long top.
I cursed sharply looking up at her naked chest and let my eyes trail down from her hard peaks.
She was still wearing black underwear. Leaning down, she brushed her lips against my own, her hair tingling my face and her naked chest pressing over my chest.
She’s such a tease.
Growling, I held her hair and kissed her, sucking and biting her lip when she moved over me, her hands exploring my body. My other hand cupped her breast, pinching the hard nub and rolling the peak with the pad of my thumb just like she enjoyed, moaning between the wet kisses.
I don't know how long we made out, but I was now sitting on the edge of my bed with Kiara in my lap and my dick harder than ever before.
“Wait . . .” she said, her cheeks flushing red. “I-I want to please you.”
How adorable.
I tucked her hair back and smiled at her. “You already are.”
If it was possible, her cheeks reddened. “N-not like that. Let me?”
I took a sharp breath. How could I ever deny when she looks at me with her wide golden brown eyes?
“Anything you want, Bella.”
She dropped to her knees between my legs and her soft fingers lingered on the band of my sweatpants when she flickered her eyes at me. Shit, I could just come looking at her with her staring at me like that.
“Just do it,” I heard myself say.
“Okay, Nike.” Kiara was about to tug my sweatpants down when she let out a soft giggle. Oh, no. Not again.
You see, Kiara had a genius mind, which mastered in making weird scenarios. And she never giggled. But when she did, she started laughing, which made me laugh in return and then we just laughed until one of us sobered up.
She snickered. “I just thought of something.”
“No kidding.”
I froze when her hand landed on my knee and she started laughing, her eyes crinkling and dimples poking her cheeks.
I smiled, cupping her jaw. “What are you thinking about?”
Kiara let out a snort. “I know you have Anaconda packed down here.” She patted Eiffel and I held my breath. Shit.
“So, I thought that if I remove your sweatpants, your dick will spring up at my face and I will get hit in the eye. And I will be like ‘Ow, your dick just hit me in the eye!’ and you'll be like ‘Oh, fuck. Sorry.’”
Fuck it. That is funny.
Needless to say, we were laughing like two stupid teens high on weed. There were tears in both of our eyes. “Anaconda? Where do you even get these scenarios from?” I chuckled.
She tapped her finger on her temple. “From here. But in all seriousness, you are big. Literally and figuratively.”
I gulped nervously at the way she was looking at my penis through my sweatpants. When both of us sobered up from our laughter, Kiara looked at me and slowly lowered my sweatpants and I lifted my hips up to help her remove them.
No, it didn’t spring up hitting her eye.
She audibly gasped while my face flamed looking at her. “Jesus. It must hurt to walk with this,” she muttered, staring at my boner.
“I-I, uh, some—fuck, shit.” I groaned when her palm wrapped around my shaft, stroking it gently. I was throbbing in her palm.
Her thumb wiped the pre-cum and she stared at my face, stroking my length, and kissed the head. I cursed, feeling tremors running through my body.
My jaw slacked as I jerked, releasing a groan from my throat when Kiara opened her mouth, sucking the head and her tongue licking down the slit.
“Fuck, Bella. Do that again.”
Kiara took more of me inside her mouth and I released a throaty moan when she took me as far as she could.
Then drew back, a string of saliva following her as she swallowed my pre-cum before dipping down again.
Her other hand was resting on my thigh when she moved back and forth, sucking me with her pouty lips wrapped tight around me.
I was breathing heavily and fisting the sheets. “Holyshit.”
To have Kiara on her knees, taking me in her mouth and sucking me off was one of the most erotic sights I’d ever seen.
“Kiara.” I gently gripped her hair, making hot and bothered sounds when she slowly moved back and took me into her mouth, licking the veins.
She hummed, sucking my tip and licking the head as a shudder ran through my body. She hollowed her cheeks and dived down, taking me in, and my blunt tip hit the back of her throat, nearly causing her to gag. I swear I heard her jaw click when she opened her mouth wide enough to fit me.
“Fuck!” I groaned when she eased, going back, and scraped her teeth along my tip. “Fuck, Kiara. Don't do that.” I made a strangling noise, which she must have loved because of the dark glint in her eyes. Like hell she’s going to listen to me.
No, she did it again while my hips started thrusting into her mouth, drawing sharp and bothered moans from my throat. I guided her, holding her head as she sucked my shaft, and I almost came when her hands massaged my tense balls.
“Ah, shit. Just like that, Bella,” I cursed, breathing harshly when she sucked the tip in her mouth. I was throbbing painfully inside her mouth.
“I am going to come, Kiara,” I said, my voice deep and low, trying to hold back my release, but she was making it impossible to do that. She was like a woman on a mission.
My breathing grew erratic when she zoned her wide brown eyes on me, making me clench my abdomen.
She dipped down and hummed. I froze for a moment and came; explosively.
I let out a throaty groan and jerked, sporting ropey seeds into her mouth.
She swallowed, licking me, and I almost filled her up.
My grip on her hair was painfully tight as my breathing slowed while I continued to jerk.
Tremors of shock and orgasm spiraled through my body when she licked me hungrily.
“Oh, fuck,” I whispered, taking a huge breath.
Kiara released me from her mouth with a 'pop' and swallowed, her throat bobbing up and down as she licked her bottom lip for any residue. Her eyes lifted up to me, almost black with lust.
“You’re going to drive me insane. Come here,” I whispered, pulling her up on my lap.
Kiara chuckled, cupping my lips from kissing her. I frowned. “I’ve heard that guys don't like to kiss after oral.” Her cheeks flamed and she looked away. “Um, it’s fine, I’ll just go and brush my teeth—”
I moved her hand away and pressed her closer to me. “Any guy who hates kissing after oral shouldn’t have gotten the blowjob in the first place. I don’t care about other guys.” Holding her jaw firmly in my fingers, I leaned closer. “If I want to kiss you, I will.”
With that, I pressed my lips on hers and she accepted my kiss hungrily.
I let my tongue brush on the bottom of her lip, making her shudder as my hands wandered toward her naked back.
Her hands rested on my shoulders when I laid her down on my bed.
I could see she was tired, her lids half-closed, and she had a lazy smile on her lips.
I kissed her dimples and whispered, “Sleep, okay?”
“Cuddle?” Kiara asked while my eyes lowered to her breasts and back to her hooded eyes.
I gulped. “Yeah, sure.”
Pulling the covers over our bodies, I spooned her from behind and wondered if she could feel my semi-hard dick through her underwear and my sweatpants.
I kissed the sweet spot under her ear while she slept in my arms. So did I.
Because I had picked a habit of holding one of her breasts while we slept.
She didn’t complain.