Chapter 24 Kelcie #2
Before I shut the door behind me, I see Kelcie taking off her coat and sitting down on the foot of the bed.
I switch on the faucets in the shower, and while the water warms, I brush my teeth. Stripping out of my clothes, I fold every item neatly and place it in the laundry bag.
As I step beneath the spray, I think of Kelcie sitting on the bed, and a smile spreads over my face.
She came back to me. Fuck, I’ll never do anything to risk what we have.
My thoughts don’t leave her for a single second while I shower. Once I’m done, I switch off the faucets and reach for a towel so I can dry myself. I glance at the counter, where I usually set down my sweatpants and hoodie and grimace when I realize I forgot to bring the clothes.
I wrap the towel around my waist, and opening the bathroom door, I look at Kelcie. “Can you pass me a pair of sweatpants from the closet?”
“Sure.” She jumps up off the bed and disappears from my sight. “Damn, Levi. Your closet is neat.” I hear her clear her throat, then she asks, “Do you need underwear as well?”
“Just the sweatpants.”
She appears with the pants draped over her arm, but as she comes closer, her eyes lower to my chest and her lips part. Desire instantly tightens her features, and she murmurs, “Suddenly, I wish I was a drop of water.”
A chuckle rumbles from me as I take the sweatpants from her. Kelcie’s attention remains locked on my chest, her pupils dilating, and it has me growing hard in a split second.
Dropping the sweatpants, I barely remember to keep hold of the towel as I lift my free hand, wrapping my fingers around the back of Kelcie’s neck. I tug her closer, and her heated gaze darts to my face right before my mouth crashes against hers.
Her palms settle on my chest, and when she starts roaming them over my skin, she lets out a moan that has a direct link to my cock.
Fuck the towel. I let go of the fabric and place an arm around Kelcie.
Her palms move to my sides and brush down to my hips. “Oh God,” she moans against my mouth. “I could get drunk on touching you.”
I grab hold of her sweater and pull the fabric off her. Ducking my head, I drop hungry kisses to her jaw and neck while my fingers work to unbutton her jeans.
Our movements grow more desperate by the second as we hurry to get her undressed.
Once I have Kelcie naked, I take a step backward so I can see all of her. My eyes roam over every breathtaking inch of her body.
She’s even more beautiful than when I last got to go down on her, and it fills me with a ravenous hunger.
My eyes lift to Kelcie’s face, and I see she’s looking at me with something that can only be described as awe.
“I’m on birth control,” she thinks to tell me. “Just in case you wanted to know.”
The corner of my mouth lifts, and with one step, I eliminate the distance between us. As my body pushes against hers, I lower my head and kiss her with all the hunger she makes me feel.
We move blindly toward the bed, and I lift my arms, brushing my hands over her cheeks and the sides of her neck.
I revel in the feel of her silky skin as I keep moving down until I grip hold of her hips.
Kelcie wraps her arms around my neck and squashes her breasts to my chest as she lifts herself on her tiptoes so she can press kisses to the scruff on my jaw.
Nothing has ever felt as good as having Kelcie’s naked body rubbing against mine.
“I love the feel of your skin on mine,” I groan while I grip a fistful of her hair, tugging her head back so she’ll tip her face up to me. My mouth nips at hers, my teeth tugging her plump bottom lip, and it draws another groan from me. “I’m starving.”
She pulls back, and it looks like she does a double take before she stammers, “You want to eat? Now?”
A chuckle rumbles from my chest, and I push her backward until she’s forced to sit down on the bed. “Lie down, baby. I’m starving for you.”
“Oh.” A grin spreads over her face as she does what she’s told.
Placing my knee on the mattress, I grip hold of Kelcie’s thighs and push them wide open. My eyes feast on her clit, and seeing how wet she is for me has me losing my mind.
I duck forward and swipe my tongue over her, desperate to taste her.
“God,” Kelcie gasps, her hips lifting and her thigh muscles tightening.
My shoulders force her legs wider apart, and as I get comfortable, I grip hold of her hips to keep her in place. I lick and suck to my heart’s delight, savoring every drop of arousal she gives me.
Kelcie’s body begins to tremble, her breaths nothing but short gasps. I glance up, and the sight of her hands fisting the covers as her back arches off the bed has my cock jerking and becoming painfully hard.
“Levi,” she whimpers, her body tensing as I keep pushing her toward an orgasm.
My eyes lock on Kelcie’s breasts, and as I continue to feast on her clit, I can’t tear my gaze away from her nipples.
They’re begging for my teeth.
I groan against Kelcie’s sensitive flesh, and it sends her over the edge. A cry tears from her, and she begins to convulse, her hips gyrating as she desperately rubs herself against my mouth and chin.
I’ve never experienced anything hotter in my life than watching my woman orgasm. Going down on Kelcie has officially become my favorite thing to do.