Chapter 22 Micah
TWENTY-TWO
MICAH
Luckily we didn’t run into any of the others on the way to my room. I wouldn’t have wanted to see their faces at the sight of Kaylee tossed over my shoulder, giggling and squirming as my hands wandered up and down her thighs and ass.
“You could have at least waited until we got somewhere private before feeling me up,” she said, a token protest as I threw her down on her bed.
“I’ve already been patient enough,” I replied, crawling over her and pinning her hands down above her head. I stared into Kaylee’s green eyes, bright and eager. “I don’t want to wait anymore, either.”
She let out a happy little sigh, closing her eyes and relaxing down into the mattress as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders.
I placed a soft kiss on each of her eyelids, then let my lips travel from her temple, down her cheek and to her neck.
I peppered the soft skin I found there with light kisses, kissing up until my lips were at her ear, then down again until I was at the hollow of her collarbone.
I repeated the same motions on the other side of her throat.
Kay bit down on her lip to keep quiet, her muffled little whimpers enough to make my cock harden in my jeans. Every quick gasp and hitch of her breath eroded my willpower, my vow to myself to take my time, to do this right.
But fuck, if she didn’t stop moaning and writhing, I was going to end up tearing off her shorts and burying myself in her tight heat with no foreplay at all.
That wasn’t how I wanted our first time to go. I wanted to be sweet to her. Gentle. I wanted to treat her like a goddess deserving of worship. I didn’t want to let her see this other side of me, this wild, out-of-control fiend I was turning into.
I ignored my stiff cock and kissed down her chest, tugging off her blouse and unsnapping her bra so I had access to her deliciously pink nipples.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I whispered as I massaged them with my fingers.
“Ah—!” was all she could gasp out in reply.
I continued my trail of kisses down to her stomach, enjoying the wanton sounds leaving her mouth even as they drove me to distraction.
I had just reached the waistband of her shorts when Kay lifted her hips up and hastily unbuttoned them.
“Eager little thing, aren’t you?” I teased.
“I am,” she said shamelessly, throwing the shorts to the floor before tugging a fistful of my shirt. “Off,” she demanded.
I chuckled and knelt up over her to follow her instructions. When my chest was bared, Kaylee made a sound in the back of her throat and reached out to press her palms against my skin, right over my heart.
“I know I’ve seen you undressed before but…” she trailed off, green eyes going hazy. “I just want to lick and bite every single inch of you.”
It was similar enough to the thoughts I’d been having that it gave me pause. I’d been so focused on my own desires, so worried about them getting out of control, that I hadn’t considered hers. Maybe Kay was lost in this just as deeply as I was.
With her shorts off, a black thong was the only thing keeping her from being completely bared to me. I leaned back down and pressed a kiss to one hip bone, then the other. Kay’s stomach muscles tensed in anticipation.
I curled a finger under the elastic on each side of her thong and slowly tugged it down. I followed along with a trail of kisses, down one thigh, then switching to the other, enjoying the feel of her under my lips. I spent some time nibbling on the back of her knees, making her flail and kick.
“No tickling,” she choked out beneath a giggle.
“Where’s the fun in that?” I mused with a wicked smile against her soft skin.
I left her knee and continued kissing my way down her legs and calves, sucking and nipping whenever I found a sensitive spot that made her groan.
I finally reached her feet and was able to throw her thong to the floor.
I took one ankle in each hand and, meeting her eyes, peeled her legs apart until she was splayed out before me.
Kay inhaled sharply and lifted the back of her hand to her mouth as she averted her eyes.
“You’re beautiful,” I said. “Every single inch of you, inside and out.”
Maybe it was cliché, but she brought her eyes back to mine, cheeks flushed red, and lowered her hand. There was a shy smile on her face.
“So are you,” she said, so earnestly, so honest.
The sweet ache in my chest was nearly overpowered by the roar of the beast inside me.
Take her, take her, take her now, it growled.
I fought for control, forcing myself to go slow as I made my way back up her legs with more kisses, repeating the same path. The red marks I found on her skin only urged the beast on. The thought that I had marked her as mine nearly made me lose myself completely.
I finally reached the crook where hip met thigh. I lifted my eyes up to find Kaylee watching me with a burning intensity. Her hands were buried into the sheets beside her head, as if she were readying herself, as if she knew what I was going to do next.
I didn’t want to disappoint.
I shifted to the center of her legs and sucked her clit into my mouth. Her whole body jolted off the bed.
“Ohhh fuck!” she moaned, clawing at the sheets so hard I could hear her nails against the fabric. I didn’t care if she ripped them. We could afford new ones.
I braced one arm against her stomach, keeping her from flailing off the mattress as I worked her using lips and tongue. I granted her the same level of attention as I did to my music, determined and undivided.
Kay panted, cursed, and babbled a never-ending stream of half-finished sentences.
“Ahh! It’s— I—!” She moaned, letting her head fall back against the bed as she writhed and bucked her hips.
I continued lavishing attention on her most sensitive spot, wanting her to come undone from my efforts.
“Ah!” she cried out again. “Micah!”
The euphoria I felt at the sound of my name on her lips, at that husky and frenzied tone, made me want to both draw this out for hours, and make her come explosively right that second.
I didn’t have to make the decision, because only seconds later Kaylee took two fistfuls of my hair and tugged frantically, almost painfully.
“Micah, please,” she gasped. “I’m— I’m so close—”
I doubled my efforts and was rewarded with more moaning, cursing and squirming.
Then with a sharp cry she tightened her grip on my hair and bucked her hips one last time, whole body tensing for long moments, before she finally went limp and collapsed back onto the bed.
I rested my cheek on her hip and curled my arms around her waist as we both caught our breath together. I ran my tongue over my lips, memorizing the taste of her, luscious and pure, and knew nothing else would ever taste as sweet to me as this.
Kaylee’s breathing finally began to slow down. Her hands were still in my hair, although no longer in a death grip. She began sifting her fingers through the strands.
“That was amazing.” She let out a pleased sound and sat up to curl around me, placing a kiss in my hair like I always did to her. “You’re amazing.”
“I love you,” I told her, burying my face in her stomach and clutching her tight in my arms.
“I love you, too,” she replied, as content as I’d ever heard her, but when she spoke up again there was a sly note in her voice.
“You’re still wearing your jeans,” she noted, letting her fingers play with the zipper.
I stifled a groan as her fingertips brushed against my stiff cock beneath the denim. I took her hand and linked it with mine, pulling it away. I brought it to my lips and pressed a kiss to her knuckles.
“Don’t worry about me,” I told her. “This was all for you.”
Kay went silent. Then she tugged her hand from mine. I looked up at her.
“Micah…” she started, trailing off. “Are we… okay?”
My brow furrowed in confusion. “In what way? I don’t think any of us are exactly well-adjusted.”
She shook her head. “No, I mean, are we okay?” she said with emphasis. “The two of us. This relationship.”
An alarm bell sounded in my head. I sat up in bed, floundering in the sheets.
“Are we not?” was the first thing I blurted out.
“I don’t know.” There was a frown on her face as she lowered her eyes. “I was wondering…”
That I don’t know sent panic racing through me. Kay was never this hesitant, never this uncertain, about anything.
“I think everything is great between us,” I hurried to say. “Everything is so good. Do you…“ My throat threatened to close up. “Do you not think so?”
She looked up to meet my gaze, and I was surprised to see both frustration on her face and a shine in her eyes, as if she were holding back tears. Both panicked and concerned now, I immediately reached out and cupped her cheeks.
“What’s wrong?” I asked softly. “Where is this coming from?”
“If everything is so great, then why won’t you—” She cut herself off, then blew out a big breath in a huff. I braced myself for whatever she was going to say.
“Why won’t you fuck me?” Kaylee demanded.
All thoughts in my brain halted to a stop. I blinked at her. I didn’t know what terrible bomb I’d been expecting she’d drop, but it certainly hadn’t been this.
I must have been silent for too long, because she continued.
“I know you want to go slow, and we’ve been doing stuff, sure, but you know I want more and you keep holding back, and I can’t help but wonder if it’s because you’re not sure about us yet.
” She said it all in one continuous rant, then sucked in a lungful of air.
“So tell me why you won’t have full-blown sex with me. Tell me why you won’t fuck me.”
Hearing Kay say those words for the second time did something to that raging beast inside me. And now, with her outright asking me, how could I be anything other than honest?
“Kaylee.”
I said her name and tipped her chin up to look at me, making sure I had captured her gaze before continuing. Her lips trembled as she stared at me.
“I don’t think you understand just how much I want you.”