Chapter 23 #3
She smiled and kissed my shoulder before lightly nipping it. “Fuck!” I moaned. I couldn’t help it. I wondered if she could feel the vibration in my chest from it. I looked at her and pressed my lips together. She was turning me into a needy mess.
She kept grinding on me and slowly laced our fingers together. She brought one hand up to her lips and lightly licked and kissed the inside of my wrist. She gave it three small kisses and looked at me. I nodded and closed my eyes, letting myself enjoy the moment.
She wanted this. She wanted me. Nobody was forcing her to do anything, and I needed to remember that. I needed to remember that she was here because she wanted to be.
She let go of my hands and I opened my eyes at the loss of feeling her wetness on my leg.
She trailed kisses down my body, starting with my lips, then moving on to my chest, kissing around my boobs and taking each nipple into her mouth.
While she kissed her way down, her hands traced where her lips had been.
Everything felt so good I didn’t know how to handle it all.
When she reached my thighs and parted my legs wider, settling herself between them, I opened my eyes. She was staring up at me, and the sight made me light-headed. I never thought I’d get the chance to live out this fantasy.
“Daisy. You don’t need to—” My words cut off with a tender blow on my very wet and throbbing clit, and my head fell back onto the bed. No more talking, got it.
She continued her delicate blows as she rubbed my clit in gentle circles. The sensation was too much, and before I could say or do anything, she teasingly moved her finger down to my entrance, playing with it, never going in.
And she thought I was a sex goddess? She was an extraterrestrial being with sex. She had barely touched me, and I was already soaked.
She slid my wetness up to my clit, coating it before she placed one soft kiss on it.
I gasped, my eyes rolling in the back of my head and probably onto the pillow.
It felt like nothing I’d ever experienced before.
She was taking her time, and I loved it and hated it all at once.
It was the best kind of torture, and I never wanted it to end.
She tapped me three times on the thigh, and I looked down at her, almost coming apart staring into her green eyes between my legs. I nodded my okay, and she dipped her head, putting her tongue where her lips had just been, swirling and flicking away any lingering thoughts.
“Oh fuck,” I moaned, because I couldn’t hold it in, not because she could hear it.
She sucked slightly, and I bucked into her, wanting more, needing more. My fingers found their way intertwined in her blonde strands. She looked at me, and her eyes creased with a smile, but her mouth never stopped working. She licked and flicked me like it was what she was born to do.
I wasn’t going to last much longer, especially when she included her fingers around my entrance while her tongue distracted my clit.
She used one finger and slowly inserted it, causing another moan.
This woman was wrecking me, and she had no idea.
How was I supposed to move on from this?
How was I supposed to touch anyone else?
She thrust her finger into me a few more times before adding another.
She didn’t even ask, but she didn’t need to.
I was so wet that they went in without any resistance.
She started thrusting and licking at the same time, flattening her tongue and causing my eyes to shut and my head to fall back on the pillow again.
I opened my eyes when the sensations stopped. The thrusting, the licking, the building orgasm, they all stopped. I looked at her, confused.
She removed her fingers from me, and I shivered at the loss of contact. Had I done something wrong?
“Eyes on me, Kaia. I want to see those beautiful brown eyes when you come.”
It was all I could do not to come right then. I bit my lip and nodded. Whatever she wanted, she’d get.
I sighed with relief when her fingers and mouth returned to their previous positions and I had to force my eyes to stay open. They just wanted to close again but I didn’t want her to stop.
We looked at each other while she was eating and fingering me, and the orgasm was returning again.
I could feel it building in my core, building in my veins.
My breathing became ragged, and the little whines I was making were getting embarrassing.
I couldn’t help it. She was hitting all the spots, and it was all too much and not enough.
She didn’t stop, even as my orgasm crashed and I could feel something coming out of me. Her eyes never left mine, even as the orgasm grew too intense. I gripped the bed sheets and had to close my eyes.
She didn’t stop. She licked and sucked and fingered me through my orgasm until it finally settled and after a few minutes, she slowly pulled out her fingers, causing little spasms of pleasure as she kissed my clit.
I collapsed on the bed, trying to catch my breath and process what the hell had just happened. I jolted when I felt her lips on mine, but I greedily accepted the kiss. Tasting myself on her lips made me groan, and she smiled into the kiss.
When she pulled away, I opened my eyes to see her smiling at me, her expression soft. “I love seeing you lose control for me, and I love that you let someone take care of you for once. Thank you for letting me take care of you.”
I had no words to respond with. I bowed my head so she couldn’t see the tears trying to spill out, but it was pointless.
She knew me too well. She grabbed my chin and tilted my head so my eyes met hers, and she placed a soft kiss on my lips.
I melted into the kiss and let her wipe the tears away.
We didn’t need words in that moment. That kiss said everything we needed to.
She slowly pulled away and licked her lips. “Let’s get you cleaned up before bed, okay?”
I blushed and shook my head. “It’s okay. I can clean up in my own bathroom. I’m sure you want your space back.”
“Don’t even think about it, Rhodes. You’re sleeping in here tonight. I want you close.”
She kissed me again and helped me up and toward the bathroom before I could protest. Was I going to? Probably not, but I still wanted the chance to.
We stayed under the hot spray of the water for way longer than we needed to. We took our time washing each other and kissing in between rinses. I backed her up against the shower wall and kissed her for what felt like an eternity.
I was getting worked up all over again, feeling her wet body against mine while the shower rained down on us.
It was utterly erotic and perfect. I was tempted to move my hand lower, to drag another orgasm out of her, but it felt too good just kissing her, and she never tried either.
We were both satiated and satisfied with the moment.
After we were all rinsed and cleaned up, I got out of the shower first and helped her out, stealing another kiss before wrapping her in a towel.
Neither of us bothered to get dressed as we got underneath the covers, and she instantly took her spot next to me, laying her head on my chest with the cheesiest grin I’d ever seen.
She was getting a little comfortable and I wasn’t mad about it.
“Good night, baby,” I whispered, knowing she couldn’t hear me. I froze when she looked up at me, which was ridiculous. She grinned with soft eyes, and I placed a kiss on her lips one last time.
She rested her head again and shimmied like she was getting comfortable.
I smiled and kissed the top of her head, wrapping my arms around her.
I let the rhythmic sounds of her breathing lull me to sleep as I played with her hair and held her tightly.
I hadn’t felt comfort like that in a long time, and I wondered if I’d ever feel that safe again.