26. KOA
26
KOA
“Do you want anything to eat?” I ask, once we get home from the bar.
“Not really,” Sydney says, grazing the handrail on the stairs that lead to my room and taking a step up. “I think I’m ready for you.” She takes another step up the stairs.
“Is that so?” I ask, following after her. She sends me a coy look over her shoulder.
“Yes.”
“I’m not going to be gentle this time.” I wouldn’t say I’ve been holding back with Sydney. There have definitely been a few times we’ve had sex where it’s been quick and dirty. Last night in the shower comes to mind. I wouldn’t mind doing that again real soon.
“What does that mean?” she asks, entering my bedroom. She stands in front of my dresser and removes her jewelry.
“It means you’ve been torturing me all night in this scam of a dress and your pussy is going to pay the price.” I stand behind her and skate my hands up her thighs and slip them under the thin pink fabric of her dress .
I keep going until I reach her hips. I expect to feel at minimum a string to her underwear but there’s nothing.
“About that,” she says, giggling. “I was going to text you.”
“You were going to text me,” I murmur, reaching around and sliding my hand over her bare pussy. “What were you going to tell me?” I ask, pressing against her clit.
“I-I don’t know. Koa,” she moans, gripping the edge of the dresser and pressing her ass against my cock. “A picture maybe. Something that would convince you to come over and see me.”
“You still aren’t understanding.” I remove my hand from between her legs and spin her around.
“Understanding what?”
“I always want to see you.” I grab the bottom of her dress and start slipping it up the curve of her hips and ass. “I always want to be next to you.” I lift the dress exposing her breasts and over her head. “Convincing me is futile.”
“But you don’t even know what I was going to say.” She lifts the bottom of my shirt over my head. Her hands move to my belt and she removes it briskly, making it slap the dresser before it falls to the ground.
“What were you going to say in your text, baby?” I ask, giving her a brief kiss. It takes all my control not to put my hands on her with her naked in front of me.
She peels my pants and briefs down my legs, springing my cock free. I’ve had a semi since I saw her dancing at The Armory. Her eyes widen and she lowers herself to her knees .
“You’ll have to use your imagination since you took my dress off already,” she says. The last thing I’m going to do is imagine Sydney wearing clothes right now. “I thought maybe if you saw me on my knees waiting for you, you would want to come give me what I want.”
Her hands dig into the muscles in my thighs. Clearing my throat, I ask, “What is it you want?”
She looks up at me with hooded eyes. Her breasts hang heavy, begging for my hands. She’s a fucking goddess on her knees.
“Let me show you,” she says, wrapping her hand around the base of my cock. Now I’m the one needing to use the dresser as a crutch to keep myself upright.
Sydney runs her tongue from the base of my cock to the tip and back down again, teasing me. I grow harder with every pass of her tongue until I’m twitching in her hand.
She smirks and swirls her tongue around the head of my cock, moaning as she laps at the precum leaking. A quick glance at me through a curtain of bangs is the only warning I receive.
“Goddammit, trouble,” I croak, when she hollows her cheeks and pulls me to the back of her throat. I gather her hair in my hands. I want to see her lips run up and down the length of my cock. “This is better than I’ve ever imagined.”
She moans and squirms on her knees, making her tits bounce. I grip her hair a little tighter but still allow her to control the pace. Saliva drips down her chin and her eyes begin to water. The image makes me feral .
This isn’t how I want to come. I pull out of her mouth, making her whine. “Get on the bed, baby,” I say, helping her up from the floor. “I’ll let you finish that later but right now I want to see your pussy dripping with my cum.”
“Have you always had such a dirty mouth?” she asks, laying down on the bed. She is resting back on her elbows with her legs spread waiting for me. She nibbles down on her lip and her dark nipples pebble in anticipation.
“Only for you. Flip over. I want you on your hands and knees with your ass up.” Her eyes flit from my eyes to my cock in my hand. I pump myself a few times, attempting to release the tension.
She slowly rolls over and stretches her arms out in front of her. A low whimper releases from her as her breasts graze against the top of the comforter. “Like this?” she asks, glancing at me over her shoulder.
I nod slowly, taking my time to appreciate her ass that is on full display. I prowl towards the bed. Once I’m close enough, I grab her by the hips and pull her to the edge.
I palm her ass in my hands and massage the plush muscles. “I have watched this ass walk away from me for years. Tonight, I want to see it coming back to me.”
Stepping closer, I push my cock down her ass and through her slick center. Sydney groans when I slip a finger inside her. “Do you think you’re ready for my cock?”
“Yes. Koa, please,” she begs.
“Are you going to come for me first?”
She shakes her head. “I want your cock. Not your fingers. ”
Fuck, I like it when she tells me what she wants. I’ve been dying to hear her beg for me like this. I line up at her entrance and start easing my way inside. I’m not convinced her body is prepped for me. As much as I want to punish her for that dress, I don’t want to hurt her.
“Koa, I need more.” Her hands dig into the comforter as I pull out and push in another inch.
“Relax for me, baby.” Every time I push back in, she tightens around me like a vice. It feels phenomenal but I’m not going to get all the way in at this rate.
I slide my hands up her waist and around the front of her chest. Lifting her from the mattress, I press her back against me and she melts into my chest.
Her arms wrap around my neck and I kiss her bicep. I slide one hand down to her pussy and start working her clit and the other I place at the base of her throat.
“That’s it,” I say when she relaxes enough to take all of me. “This is how it was always meant to be. You and me.” I tilt her chin so she’s looking at me. “Can you feel how good we are together?” I ask, pumping into her harder.
“Yes. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop. I’m so close,” she says, with a low moan.
“I’m not going to,” I say, picking up my pace and tightening my grip around her neck. “I’ll never stop.” I dip my head and capture my lips with hers.
She cries out against my lips as she finds her release. I hold her tight and thrust into her until my spine is tingling and darkness clouds my eyes. “Fuck,” I shout, filling her with my cum.
I pull out and watch as my cum drips down her thighs. I run a finger up her leg, collecting the cum, and then push it back inside her pussy.
Sydney looks at me over her shoulders with a quirked brow and I smirk back at her. “Someday we’re going to need every drop. We might as well learn to stop being wasteful now.”
She stands from the bed and walks over to my closet. “Is that what you want? Kids? A family?” she asks, pulling down a shirt and throwing it over her head.
“When it’s time, yes, that’s what I want.” I grab a clean pair of briefs and put them on. “What about you?”
“I want a family too. How will we know when it’s time?” she asks, twiddling her fingers.
I shrug. “I think it'll just feel right. Once we’re settled and your business is off the ground and doing well. We’ll know.” I wrap my arms around her and she does the same to me.
“Do you think I could do both? Be a mom and run a business?”
“Baby, you could run the world and be an incredible mom. But we don’t have to worry about that now. You’ve got to flip the beauty industry on its head first.”
“Thank you for believing in me. I’m glad you’re going with me. I wouldn’t want to do this without you. Even when we weren’t together, I’ve realized now that I’ve always had you with me. You never gave up on us. I love you, Koa Mahina. I have from the first moment I met you and I always will.”
“I love you, too, baby,” I reply, holding back tears thinking about how far we’ve come and our future together.
I crowd Sydney from behind and inhale her sweet vanilla scent. It still feels like a dream waking up with her in the mornings. She’s been staying over here almost every night since we got back together.
The nights she’s been staying at the dorm I find myself driving over there in the middle of the night. When I do start traveling again for baseball, those nights away are going to be brutal.
Sydney stirs, pressing her ass into my cock which is well aware of her presence. “Morning, baby,” I say, roaming my hand down her legs and back up her chest.
“Good morning.” She yawns and stretches. Fuck, that feels good. “Don’t even think about it,” she says. “I’ve got to at least pee first.” She tilts her head back and kisses my jaw.
She taps my arms and I set her free. “Hurry back.” I’ll be waiting. I flip over on my back and put my hands behind my head. My cock is fully erect now, tenting the sheets.
Her eyes fill with desire and she runs her tongue over her lower lip. “Five minutes. Don’t move. I’ll be right back,” she says, holding up a finger. Then scurries out the door .
Fuck, I love that girl. I can’t wait until graduation is over and we can move on to the next phase of our life. I should probably start packing. I don’t have a lot at the townhouse. Most of my stuff is still at my parent’s house. I’ll have—
My thoughts get cut off by a loud scream. I shoot off the bed. I throw my door open and enter the hall. Hart is leaning against the wall outside the bathroom.
“You heard it too?” I ask.
He nods. “They’re both in there,” he says, pointing to the bathroom door.
“He said that?” Lauren asks. “That’s so hot.”
“And then he…” Syd’s voice trails off. She must have realized how loud she was being. Lauren gasps and they both start giggling.
I cross my arms over my chest and chuckle. “This is our future,” I say. “The two of them screaming and laughing together at our expense.”
“I think so,” he agrees with a smirk.
“I wouldn’t want it any other way.”
“Me either,” he says, smiling back at me.
I’ve been so concerned with getting Sydney back, I haven’t had time to let it sink in that my best friends are all going in different directions.
“Don’t even think about it, man,” he says, reading my mind. “I’ll be seeing you on the field again before you know it. Lauren isn’t going to let go of the family she just got either.”
“You’re right. It’s just hard to say goodbye. ”
“Then we won’t.” He slaps my shoulder. “Come on. Let’s find some breakfast. They are going to be in there awhile.”
“I’ll meet you down there. I need to throw some clothes on.”
I hope Hart is right and this isn’t goodbye but see you later.