Chapter 22 #2
After a while, I began to sign again. “That’s true.
It started out that way, but I don’t think you’re supposed to deepen the kiss.
I might’ve had ulterior motives, Kaia. I kind of wanted to know what it would be like to kiss you.
At first, it was just going to be a simple kiss, for the mistletoe, but…
” I paused, unsure how to make the words come out.
“But once I started, I couldn’t seem to stop. Once you kissed me back, like really kissed me back, I didn’t want to stop.”
I took her silence as an excuse to keep going.
“Ever since that morning I saw you doing yoga, I can’t stop thinking about you in a way I probably shouldn’t.
That’s why I was acting so weird. I’ve never had feelings like that before, or I don’t think I have, and you just lost your dad.
I mean, what kind of friend thinks about their friend like that when they’re grieving? ”
I felt terrible. It had only been a few months since the funeral, and here I was, trying to take advantage of her mouth in front of dozens of people at a party. I wished I had been drinking more so I could blame it on that, but it was too late for that. I had to get it all out there in the open.
“Yours does,” she said sheepishly. “Wait, so when you were sick, did you really need my help?”
I shrugged. “Yes and no. I would’ve been fine without your help, maybe. I was feeling weak. I was afraid I might fall asleep in the bathtub if you weren’t there, but I also wanted your company.”
“And helping you undress? And what about in the locker room after our pickleball game? What the hell was that?”
I bit my lip, thinking of both of those occasions. Feeling her hands on me as she washed my body? I was so thankful the water hid how turned on I was. Seeing her eyes watching every inch of skin as I undressed, knowing she was watching me touch myself? I had to fight a moan.
“I probably could’ve done that on my own. And the locker room? That was just fun. Would it have bothered you if I’d told you I was masturbating to the image of you topless in your room? And you bent over your yoga mat? I couldn’t get those images out of my mind, Kaia.”
Her brows came together, and it looked like she was in pain. “Daisy,” she said before biting her lip. I wanted to take that same lip into my mouth, but I refrained.
“It’s true, Kaia. I didn’t kiss you for the party. I didn’t kiss you because I felt obligated from the mistletoe or to please Drea. I kissed you for me.”
“What are you saying, Daisy?”
I smiled. She was hopelessly clueless sometimes, and it was adorable. I took a few steps toward her but still gave her the space she needed in case she wanted an out. “I’m saying, Kaia, that I like you, too. More than a best friend should.”
“You like me?” She repeated my words as if trying to process them.
I nodded. “Yeah, doodle, I do. I really do.”
“What does that mean?”
Instead of a response, I closed the distance between us and grabbed her face, capturing her mouth in a kiss so intense she stumbled back a step. I grinned into the kiss, enjoying the way she reacted to it.
I wanted to feel more than just her lips, so I moved my hands down her sides, taking in the shivers my touch produced. Why had I waited so long to do this? To feel her against me?
My hands moved to the front of her, cupping her breasts. I had been wanting to feel them ever since I saw them in her room.
If she wanted me to stop, she didn’t give any indication. I let my hands linger for a minute before I trailed them down her arms and linked our fingers together, slowly breaking the kiss.
She licked her lips and looked at me with an expression I couldn’t pinpoint. Eventually, it turned into a smile, and I set her hands free.
“So you like me.” She was blushing and it was so precious. How could I not want her?
It was scary to think about the future, but I wouldn’t let myself.
I couldn’t ruin this moment. She was standing there, wanting me as I wanted her, and I had to savor that feeling.
The fact that we were best friends made everything easier.
I felt more comfortable than I had with anyone else.
I didn’t have to worry about how she would react to me being deaf or how she would handle it.
I knew she’d be patient and understanding with me. I knew I was safe with her.
I bit my lip and nodded, kissing her again. I wanted to take my time exploring every part of her. As our tongues laced together and her hands wrapped around my waist, I knew what we were doing was right. Everything felt so right with her.
Kaia shocked the hell out of me by grabbing my ass, and I kissed her deeper. I had never been so turned on from only a kiss, but every touch set my whole body on fire. I needed more of her and fewer clothes between us. I needed anything and everything that was Kaia Rhodes.
I broke the kiss, panting and a little dizzy. I looked at her flushed face and dark eyes. She was smiling. That was a good sign. Right?
“What happens now?” she asked. She was playing with the hem of my dress, waiting for an answer, and I wondered if she knew she was doing it.
I licked my lips and reached up to brush my lipstick from the corner of her mouth.
“Now, we go to my room and make each other come, Kaia.” Her only response was a nod, her breathing heavy.
I was so glad I wasn’t the only one affected by our kiss.
I couldn’t wait to see what else would cause a reaction from her.
Was this a good idea? Probably not. Was it going to ruin everything? Potentially. Was I going to do it anyway? Absolutely.