Chapter 13 #5
Not wanting to just stop abruptly but wanting to give her a breather, Keys slowed his ministrations before rising to his feet.
He removed his boots, socks, pants, and boxers, letting them join her clothing on the candy-covered floor.
Heading over to the supply cabinet, he nearly lost his balance as he stepped on something slippery and sticky.
Cringing, he really hoped she was too blissed out to have noticed.
But then again, it would have been just his luck that he got her to orgasm before making a fool of himself.
Trying to play it cool, Keys grabbed his safe sex kit from the cabinet.
The zippered canvas bag included both internal and external condoms, lubricant, nitrile gloves, cleaning wipes, breath mints, and laminated index cards of dirty talk prompts and reminders of the female body’s erogenous zones.
He did not also grab the safety data binder he created for all the products inside the kit.
Rose was looking up at him by the time he knelt back down between her legs. “I call bullshit,” she mused, her words slightly slurred. “There’s no way that was your first time going down on a woman.”
Keys smiled at her, masculine triumph beating like a drug through his veins. “First time, but it sure as fuck won’t be my last.”
Rose matched his smile. “Damn right, it won’t be.”
Not wanting her to come down too much from her orgasm, Keys reached forward and gently rubbed her clit as he spoke. “You were so responsive, so incredibly beautiful. I have a hard time believing you’ve never come with a partner before.”
“I’ve always been too inside my head,” she said, breathing heavily. “My thoughts scattering or working the next problem. But with you, there was no wandering. I was right here with you.”
Keys liked the sound of that, knowing he’d kept her in the here and now. Anticipation made his heart beat faster as he reached for the kit with his free hand. “Are you ready?”
She nodded.
“Keep touching yourself as I get the condom on,” he instructed. Rose blinked in surprise but obeyed. “What?” he asked, wondering if he’d committed a sexual faux pas.
“Just surprised you’re okay with me touching myself.”
It was Keys’ turn to blink. Knowing from the instruction manual that he shouldn’t open a condom wrapper with his teeth, he used the grooves on the side of the package to tear it open. “Why wouldn’t I? Aside from wanting you to stay aroused, it’s fucking hot.”
“Some men don’t like it. I guess they think it’s their job or they feel like any stimulation outside of penetration is emasculating to them.”
Keys snorted as he rolled the condom down his cock.
“I never knew how sheltered I was until recently. My brothers always talk about the losers their women dated before them, and I honestly thought it was just them boasting. But now I think I’ve been too hard on them.
” He scooted on his knees closer to her.
Using one hand, he worked his fingers over her clit with hers for several strokes.
“Touch yourself all you want, baby. Who the hell am I to say otherwise? All I ask is that you send me pictures when you do.”
Rose smiled widely at him. “Ditto.”
They both removed their hands from her clit at the same time. Keys shifted his hand to the floor at her side while he used the other to position himself at her entrance. He just barely slipped inside before he shifted himself again so he was over her.
Bending down, Keys kissed her. “I love you, and I want to unthank you for sharing this with me.”
“You’re very unwelcome,” she repeated his usual line back to him.
Keys slowly pressed himself inside her tight, warm body. Fucking hell, he suddenly understood why wars were waged over this feeling. The sensation of her heat, the vice of her stretching around him, it was incredibly perfect.
“You feel so damn good,” he groaned, claiming her mouth again. He wanted to share this feeling with her, and didn’t know how else to do it.
Her legs wrapped around his waist as her fingers dug into his back. She could have drawn blood, and he wouldn’t have noticed or cared.
Thrusting in and out, Keys felt a tightness in his chest, like a rubber band poised to snap, as he fought to keep a slow and steady pace. “Christ, Rose, I want to fuck you so hard,” he moaned against her lips.
“Do it,” she urged, lifting her hips to meet his thrusts.
That band tightened, and Keys had to grit his teeth. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Then I’ll do it.”
Rose flipped them, sending candy, crumbles, chocolate splatters, and soda cans everywhere.
One must have hit something hard enough to burst, spraying them with fizzy liquid for a heartbeat.
Shock and surprise at her strength only lasted a moment before Keys was staring up at a newly wondrous sight.
Holy fuck, and he thought her on her back was breathtaking.
But seeing her take control as she settled herself over his cock, hips rocking back and forth, it was nearly his undoing.
The band had snapped.
“I’m not going to last,” he warned her. Crap, had it been seven minutes yet? That was supposed to be the average time? What if it had only been a minute or two? What if she wasn’t satisfied? “I need you to come again, baby.”
“Once is enough,” she started to say, but Keys shook his head.
Taking hold of her hips, he worked his thumb over her clit again and he pumped himself up inside her.
“Oh! Oh!” she exclaimed, her blue eyes going wide as her walls tightened around him.
Keys didn’t know which of them found their release first. All he cared about was that they’d found it together, and it was fucking perfect.