Chapter 12
God, I was screwed.
I was falling for Goldie James. Which in itself wasn’t a bad thing, she was an amazing woman, full of love and grace and character. Everything about her called to me. The part that made this whole situation dangerous was how fast I was falling for her.
How hard.
Damn, I was head over heels for her as I followed her up the stairs to her bedroom. She clicked the lights off downstairs as we went, walking on her tiptoes like some perfect pin-up model, wearing nothing but skin and adoration in her eyes.
With her fingers intertwined with mine, she led me to her most personal space without hesitation or reservation, welcoming me in.
That was a feeling that would have wrecked me if I’d given it enough thought. But as she pulled me through a doorway at the top of the stairs, every other thought disappeared outside of her and her bedroom.
Her room was the most her thing I’d ever seen. Before tonight, I had thought Honey it seeped out of her in everything she did. Even this.
“I want to taste you.” She purred, settling on her stomach between my legs, with her feet kicked up behind her, eyes intense as I ran my fingers over her jaw. “I want to make you shatter for me.”
“You don’t have to,” I said, rubbing her lower lip with my thumb. “I’m more than happy to just—”
She turned her head and nipped my thumb before laying a kiss on my smooth pubic bone. “But I want to.” She slowly laid another wet kiss, lower until she was right above my clit, eyes locked on me each time. “I really fucking want to, Rhea.”
“Then do it.” I croaked in a strangled voice as she slid her tongue down through my lower lips without another second of waiting.
My back arched painfully when she rolled her tongue across my clit, working it in a way that I’d never felt before, similar to what she did to my nipple and I gasped, spreading my legs wider to give her better access to do it again.
I’d beg whatever almighty she wanted me to, if she’d just keep doing that same thing.
"Mmh," she moaned, her focus intensifying. She pushed my thighs back towards my chest, her skills distracting me from wondering where she'd gained such talents. “You taste like my favorite kind of sin.”
“Goldie,” I cried, chest rising fast as I fisted the blankets under my hips, staring up at the twinkling lights above her bed. “God, that feels so good. So damn good.”
“How about this?” She asked, tilting her head and pushing one finger into me, drawing a cry from my lips when she bent it just right and sucked hard on my clit.
“Yes!” I cried, panting and melting for her as she kept her big blue eyes locked on me. “I’m so close. I want to come for you, baby.”
She hummed, rocking her neck and changing up the pace as my body snapped under the pleasure, breaking a dam of ecstasy as I came with a strangled cry of shock and wonder. Never in my life had I come so hard, let alone from someone’s mouth.
Goldie didn’t stop as I came down from the high, she let up on the pressure but kept the same moves going until I was clawing at her pretty pink blankets and coming on her face again.
“So good,” she hummed, licking me and kissing my inner thighs as she finally let up. “I want to do this all night long, just like this.”
I snorted, sitting up and pulling her to her knees to kiss her hard. “You’d never get rid of me again if you did. I’d be a permanent part of this bed, waiting for you to do it again for the rest of forever.”
She smiled against my lips and straddled my thighs when I pulled her in to sit on them. “I like the sound of that.”
I could feel her arousal when she rocked against my pubic bone, almost like she didn’t realize she was doing it as we kissed. But I wanted nothing more than to make her shatter like she’d done to me. I needed it.
I needed to make her mine in the same way.
I rolled her over so she was on her back, and I was on top of her. Instantly, our legs wound around each other, and she rocked her wet pussy against mine, making us both moan.
We lay there, eyes wide open, rocking against each other in one of the most intimate moments of my life.
“Rhea,” she panted with her lips rosy and swollen from my kisses as she ran her hands over my neck and shoulders, “I want to come so bad.”
“I think you’ve earned that,” I kissed her, rocking faster as pleasure bloomed in my own belly. “You feel so damn good like this, I’m crazed by it.”
“Come with me.” She gasped, licking her lips and widening her legs just right as her need to come became desperate, matching my need to get her there. “Please, Rhea. Lose yourself with me.”
“Mmh,” my lips parted on a silent pant as her back bowed beneath me, nails digging into my skin as she came. “Good girl,” I praised, watching her shatter as her blue eyes closed and her skin flushed. “That’s it, Goldie. I’m with you, I’m coming too.”
“Please, yes!” She opened her eyes and stared at me as we came together, bodies rocking in a desperate rhythm, chasing and giving in each second. Her cries filled my ears and settled into my soul. “My God!”
I smirked and kissed every inch of her skin that I could reach as my hips slowed, coming off the ecstasy and falling back into that leisurely slow and sensual bliss we found when we first fell onto her bed together. “I could watch you orgasm every single second and never tire of it.”
She chuckled, and I rolled so we were on our sides, bodies still entwined, and she rolled her hips, pushing her thigh between mine and against my sensitive clit, drawing a breathless moan from my lips.
“I think I’m going to make it my mission to do this as much as humanly possible.
Because I can’t remember another time I’ve felt so on fire.
It’s like my entire body is burning and it just keeps growing.
” Her fingers danced across my shoulders as we built that tempo back up again until I was near yet another orgasm.
“Not yet,” I rolled her and spread her thighs wide around my waist as I kissed my way down her soft stomach and made her giggle when my lips tickled her. “I remember you said something about toys.”
She groaned a deep, breathy noise as she sat up on her elbows. “Can I play with you and them?”
I chuckled and shook my head, laying kisses on her pubic bone. “No.”
A cute little pout teased her angelic face, and then I slid my tongue over her clit, and it morphed into a hungry gaze. “But why?”
“Because I want to play with you.” I replied, sucking her clit into my mouth and watching as her head fell back and goosebumps exploded across her skin. “I want to make you shatter over and over for me, Goldie.”
She grunted, “You’re already accomplishing that.” A grin spread across her face. “Fine. They’re in the trunk at the side of the bed.”
I glanced over to where she was pointing at a large white trunk that sat under a window with a dozen cushions and pillows on top of it. It looked like a cute, whimsical little reading nook, but something told me the contents inside were going to surprise me.
I slid off the bed, and she rolled over on her side to watch me as I undid the latches on the front, glancing at her before lifting the lid.
“Jesus, Marigold James. You dirty, dirty girl.” I surmised, staring down at the expansive collection of toys hidden in her cute little trunk.
She giggled and shrugged one shoulder nonchalantly, “I like to orgasm. And I’ve been single for a long time, so—” She winked.
They were all organized on little trays and bins, all velvet-lined and pristine like a prized collection of invaluable jewels inside a family vault.
And I was going to use them all to make her forget her own name before the sun came up.
Lifting a pair of leather cuffs and a vibrator with dual penetrating heads on it from the trunk, I turned back to her. Her smirk morphed into a full-on smile as I sauntered back over to her.
“Tell me something, Goldie.” I leaned on the bed and teased the tip of the vibrator over her delicious hip curve to the dip at her waist, and she shuddered. “What comes to mind when I say the words forced orgasms?”
She took a shuddering breath and rolled over onto her back, opening her legs and drawing my attention to the pretty pink blush of her lower lips. “I think the phrase I’ll try anything once is the first thing that comes to mind.”
“Good girl.” I mused with a grin. “Now let’s see what you think when the sun comes up.”