Chapter 27 #3
“You’ll have to show me how that works sometime. I think it could be very entertaining. And educational. And sexy as fuck.”
I get my skirt high enough that it’s just a band around my waist, and Kaede sees that I’m going commando. “Oh, shit.”
The next thing I know, he’s scooped me up and laid me back on the couch, switching places with me so that he’s on his knees on the floor. He sets my feet on the coffee table behind him, neither of us giving a shit about the toeprints I’m leaving. For now.
His hands clamp on my thighs, pushing them open and exposing me to his eyes. I’ve never felt so beautiful.
“Fuck,” we both moan as his fingers part my wet lips. Kaede turns ravenous, pulling me forward and kissing the flat, smooth skin above my cleft. His tongue trails down, and in moments I’m gasping, my fingers entwined in his hair as he sucks on my sweetness.
“Oh, fuck, Kaede . . . yes . . . mmm, I could let you do this forever.”
Kaede’s reply is muffled, but I know he likes the idea too as his tongue strokes up and down my entrance before flicking over my clit. My knees tremble, threatening to close to the onslaught, but he grabs my ass, holding me up as he feasts on my pussy.
I ride his face, my toes almost lifting from the table as Kaede holds me in his powerful arms, hungrily tasting me until I throw my head back, coming apart on his tongue and calling his name breathlessly.
He looks up at me from between my legs with a bare, raw, and vulnerable expression that I suspect nobody has ever seen before. Pure love, bright and beautiful, from this dark and quiet man.
“Strip,” he orders both of us. He pulls his shirt over his head and shoves his sweatpants and boxer briefs off. My blouse goes flying to the end of the couch, followed by my bra and skirt.
Fully nude, we’re now truly bare to each other, inside and out. The only thing I still have on is the ring around my neck.
He sits on the rug, his back against the couch, beckoning to me. No words are needed as I straddle his waist, kissing him tenderly, and sink onto his hard cock. It’s thrilling, no condom, no barrier, just skin and warmth and heat and love binding us together.
“I’m keeping this ring,” I whisper as I start to ride him, my thighs lifting me up to slowly sink deeper onto him, filling my body just as he fills my heart.
“And I’m going to wear it around my neck every day, everywhere I go until you’re ready to put it on my hand for real.
But it’s mine now, a promise to you and to the world that I’m yours and that one day, I’ll be your wife. ”
Kaede moans and leans me back, his palms supporting my shoulder blades as he kisses down my cleavage to the ring and then over to my nipple, capturing it and biting down lightly.
Tingles run up and down my body as he sucks and licks, my pussy feeling every draw he takes on my breast, making me ride him faster and faster.
“Yes, and I’ll be your husband.”
I had no idea that would sound so sexy, instantly getting me to the edge.
He is what I want.
He is what I need.
This is a fantasy, a dream, and yet so real that my fingernails dig into Kaede’s couch as the next tsunami of a climax builds dangerously high inside me.
“So close. Come with me,” I urge, and he starts thrusting up into me, my hips meeting his as we slap together. God, he’s so big. I don’t care if we’ve been doing it forever. He’s always going to stretch me. A lifetime of him making me feel like this . . . heaven.
“I’m there, honey. Come. I’ve got you,” he grits out through clenched teeth, barely holding on. I lose the rhythm, vibrating with how good it feels, and he slams into me deep and hard. It’s exactly what I need.
“Kaede!” I scream as my climax rips through me, and I feel him swell. For the first time, I feel the heat of his explosion, the creamy shots of his cum filling my body and completing me.
I slow, sinking onto him and looking into his eyes as the wave passes and emotions flood me. I trace his skin, feeling his fingers on my spine and hips as the afterglow washes through us.
I don’t know how long we sit there, him soft but still buried inside me. We pet each other, whisper about when we knew we loved each other, plan for the future, and hash out some of the darker stuff too.
“You are amazing, you know that?” Kaede whispers against my neck between soft little sucks.
“Think so?” I say. Or maybe I only think it. I’m pretty wiped out.
“Mmmhmm. I’m supposed to be the handle-shit guy, and while I was trying to figure out how to fix this mess for you, you were figuring out how to fix it for us. Thank you.”
I smile lazily, my eyes slipping half-closed.
“That’s because you’re nice. Your business had this milestone day, and all you did was worry about me.
I’m a stone-cold bitch. Once Mom and Dad pulled my head out of my ass, there was no stopping me.
Obstacles are just things to overcome to get to the future you want.
Dad said that, or maybe Confucius? I forget, but what matters is that the future I want is you. ”
He chuckles. “I don’t think you’re a bitch or an Ice Queen at all, Courtney Andrews.”
I cover his mouth with my hand, looking around slyly. “Shh. People will hear you! Do you know how hard I had to work to get that reputation? Don’t go telling people I’m a big, old softie or I’ll never get anything accomplished. Besides, I’m only like that for you.”
“I like that I’m the only one who gets this Courtney. You’re the only one who gets this version of me too. And you’re my future too, honey.”
We snuggle in for a bit. My mind is ticking away, checking boxes of how awesome Kaede is and how great we are together.
I make plans for a dinner party to officially introduce him to Mom and Dad, not as Ross’s friend but as my boyfriend.
No, I’m too old for that, and we’re too far past that juvenile term.
Maybe to introduce them to my Kaede, this sweet version that loves me and that I love.
Kaede’s mind must be going down a list too because he asks, “What about Ross?”
I lean back, one eyebrow quirked. “Did you forget the part where Ross doesn’t get a say in my love life? Pretty sure I made the rule that we don’t talk about him when my orgasm is on your fingers. Rule applies for when your dick’s still inside me, too.”
He shakes his head, grinning that smug smirk that I love. “I didn’t forget, but he’s going to come up. He’s my best friend and your brother, and he has an opinion about everything, especially his family. We nearly started throwing hands before your family meeting.”
“I would pay good money to see you wipe the floor with him in that fight. Hell, I’d win money because Violet would feel like she had to bet on Ross, but we all know you’d win.” I give him an assured nod and wink.
“Well, I did pull a truck today,” he brags semi-modestly.
I slap his shoulder and he winces sharply. “Ooh, sorry! But you did, and you were awesome! So strong and powerful. Very sexy.” I give him my bedroom eyes, and he rests his hands on my hips where I’m still straddling him.
“I’m not eighteen anymore, Court. After the truck and this, I need a minute before I can go again. Maybe a nap. And a smoothie too.” He fakes a snore and then startles. “What were we talking about?”
“Ross,” I say dryly, not fooled by his silly distraction. “You think he doesn’t know I’m here? That I came to knock some sense into you? I think his exact words were, ‘Go get him, Sis.’ ”
Kaede doesn’t look convinced.
“He thought it was just a sex thing and didn’t realize that I love you.
Well, I think he knew that part all along.
He just didn’t know you love me too. And that made all the difference.
He’s probably going to claim credit for us at this point, be all ‘I introduced them’ and shit.
” My imitation of my brother’s voice isn’t that great, but Kaede gets the point.
We laugh, knowing it’s probably true.
“So, now what?”
“Well, Ross will want to talk with you about the Sanders stuff, but that can wait until tomorrow.”
Kaede shakes his head. “Not what I meant. I mean, now what, tonight . . . for us?”
I stand up, pulling him slowly to his feet. “Now, you go take a hot shower and relax those sore muscles. I’m going to make you nachos, assuming you have that stuff in the kitchen, and then we’re going to eat in bed so you can fall right to sleep.”
He takes my hand, pulling me toward the bedroom, which is the opposite direction of the kitchen. “I have a better idea. You take a nice, long shower with me, and then we go to bed and make love again.”
“Ooh, I like the way that sounds. One question.” I hold up a finger. “Can we have nachos after round two? Because I’ve been craving them ever since you told me about them.”
Kaede laughs and nods. “Absolutely.”