Chapter 28 Devon #3
There’s no time for shame, though, because Kairo wraps both his arms around my thighs and moves me around the bed like I’m as light as a feather, then buries his face back against my pussy and doubles his attention.
The onslaught of pleasure is so intense I can’t breathe.
My mind is blank while heat and shivers run rampant across my arms and legs. I bury both hands in his thick hair and grip it while my toes curl, my abdomen tightens, and his tongue darts back and forth across my clit like he’s playing music.
“Kairo!”
He hums deeply and doubles his efforts.
The constant change between his flat tongue and pointed tongue drives me crazy until somehow, he works out that his firm tongue is doing so much more for me and sticks to that.
He kisses, sucks, and fucks me with his tongue and two fingers until I’m sobbing out my second orgasm and trembling so hard that I might fall apart.
And then he’s inside me.
His cock slides into me in one smooth move that leaves me gasping and breathless at the sudden stretch and pulling sensation of being filled so quickly.
My hands slap against his bare chest, but the moment he shifts as if to move away, I wrap both my arms and legs around his body and draw him closer.
“Please,” I gasp, attempting some other words that fall past my lips in a jumbled plea.
Kairo laughs softly against my ear, kissing around my jaw and then back up to my lips.
He wraps his large, thick body around me, holds me close in his achingly strong arms, and fucks me.
He fucks like a man possessed.
Every thrust is powerful and jolts me up the bed, but his grip keeps me against him until he’s curled over me with my legs in the air and his hips pistoning in and out of me like he’s some kind of machine.
Every thrust has his cock hitting that over-sensitive bundle of nerves inside me and I dance the line between intense pleasure and pain.
Sweat clings to my body, my breasts bounce in his grip, and the aftershocks of every powerful thrust ripple through me, but he doesn’t stop.
His gentle kisses across my shoulder end with him burying his face in my neck, moaning breathlessly.
I cradle the back of his head with one hand and claw his back with the other as he fucks me like an animal.
My third orgasm is mind-blowing.
My soul lights up like a firework and ecstasy pours through me in bright waves while color bursts behind my eyelids and my core clenches so tightly, it’s like my pussy doesn’t want to let him go either.
I float, boneless and safe in his arms while he peppers kisses all over my face and grinds against me, pumping his cum as deep inside me as he can reach.
It doesn’t end there.
Kairo fucks me all through the night, in positions that make my joints ache and for so long that I lose track of where I end and he begins.
We can’t keep our hands off one another, only taking breaks when hunger and dehydration catch up to us.
Eating pizza while Kairo eats me out becomes a top-five experience. When my pussy is too tender, he pays attention to my ass.
My whole lower body becomes an overstimulated, throbbing ache, and I love it.
Sleep comes after dawn.
I’m not sure when we even pass out amid the activities but when I wake up, I’m throbbing all over.
It’s a delicious kind of throbbing that makes my head spin when I slowly lift myself up onto one arm.
Expecting the bed to be empty, I roll over and come face to face with Kairo who’s watching me with soft eyes. “Morning.”
“Is it morning?” I croak, wincing as my pussy and hips throb. “Ow.”
He’s immediately concerned. “Are you okay? Was I too much?”
I sink back down into the comforting nest of arms, pillows, and blankets, shaking my head.
“No… no. If I’m remembering everything correctly, you were amazing.”
“So were you,” Kairo murmurs.
His nose nudges against my cheek, then he kisses my jaw and tightens his arms around me like he never wants to let me go.
My heart swells with the sensation and I nuzzle back into him.
I’d stay here all day if I could, but our love nest is ruined when Kairo is called to work.
He lets me shower, and I dress in some of his clothes like before, but halfway through breakfast, something feels off.
He notices immediately. “Is it something we did?”
I shake my head, rubbing my eyes. “No. I’ve been feeling weird for a few days now and I thought it was just nerves and stress y’know?”
“It could be,” he says as we reach the lobby of his building. “Let me take you to the doctor just in case. It could be stress, it could be nothing, but I’d feel much better if you got checked out.”
I’m about to protest until his word choice clicks in my mind. “Oh, it will make you feel better? So I’m doing this for you?”
His arm snakes around my waist and he pulls me close, kissing me slowly.
Out of the corner of my eye, I spot Martin mid-yawn, looking shocked.
“Yes,” Kairo says. “For me. But also because I don’t want your parents to accuse me of making you sick.”
“Fine,” I say sweetly, kissing the tip of his nose. “I’ll drop by the family doctor on my way home.”