Chapter 44 #2
The shower was running, her damp clothes in a pile near the bedroom door. I’d stood in the ridiculously large foyer for way too long before I followed the sound of water to a large bedroom with a massive Chain bed.
I anxiously chewed my thumb again, looking from the pile of wet clothes to the bathroom door, then down at my own wet clothes.
I toed off my shoes and socks, then reached for the hem of my shirt.
This was…so crazy.
Brandt’s clothes were all over this bedroom, and a pair of black boots that definitely belonged to the Prince sat right outside the closet.
They were in the islands right now, doing…I didn’t know what, and here I was, sliding into their home to fuck with their Key.
I swallowed thickly.
Or…to fuck their Key.
After several seconds of trying to keep my breathing even and my erection from growing, I finally pulled off my shirt, then stepped into the steam, revealing the largest bathroom I’d ever seen in my life. This bathroom alone was the size of my room back at the compound.
The light was dimmed, so I could only really see shadows. Skye was in the massive shower alone, her bare back to me while she ran her hands through her hair. My cock throbbed as she turned halfway to face me, letting her hair cover her bare chest so I couldn’t quite see it through the steam.
“You’re still here,” she said. An observation, not a question.
I nodded, not quite trusting my voice. I’d never seen this much of her skin. It felt like little zaps of electricity coursed through me every time my eyes traced her feminine form.
“You’re coming in.” Another observation.
I reached for my belt, enjoying how Skye’s breathing grew shallower as she watched me undress. I hesitated before removing my boxer shorts. Would it be more awkward to stop undressing now and leave, or reveal my dick and find out it wasn’t that great?
I’d come too far to quit now. I’d somehow made it into this woman’s private space after being a huge ass the whole time I’d known her.
I finished undressing, trying to ignore how Skye’s jaw dropped slightly. She pushed open the shower door, then backed up against the tile, seeming quite small while she craned her neck back to look me in the face.
“That bad?” I asked, trying to appear nonchalant while glad for the shower spray so that she couldn’t see how I was sweating.
Skye bit her lip and shook her head, then reached out and touched my chest. “No,” she whispered. “Not bad at all.”
I breathed a sigh of relief, sucking in a shocked breath when she stepped into me, pressing her body against mine.
I leaned into her immediately, our lips touching with something close to desperation.
This was different than the times before.
There was no hiding, no secrecy making things more intense.
It was only the two of us, alone in this shower.
She was so small pressed up against me. It was hard to believe that this was the woman responsible for so much bullshit in my life. Her hands that were capable of such destruction were soft, running along my chest, then down my stomach as if she was mapping me out.
I did the same to her, holding her face initially, then brushing down her chest. I pushed her hair over her shoulders, pulling away just long enough to finally see her fully naked. She leaned back against the shower tiles, giving me a coy grin while I looked her over.
Her breasts were the perfect size, her nipples dark and stiff from the cool air. I took one in my hand, brushing my thumb over the point, enjoying how she shivered, but didn’t move to stop me. I took a breast in each hand, holding them both and then massaging.
Skye’s grin turned genuine the longer she watched me, and then she bit her lip.
“River…” she whispered my name, making my cock throb. “Have you ever done this before?”
I completely froze before feeling…embarrassed.
Was it that obvious? But as I moved to pull away, Skye placed her hands over mine, keeping me against her breasts.
She looked at me imploringly, wanting an answer even if it embarrassed me.
Or maybe…she didn’t find it embarrassing.
She wasn’t laughing at me, and her expression wasn’t mocking.
No, I replied, not trusting my voice.
Skye didn’t react to my speaking into her mind, and squeezed my hands around her breasts, then let go, leaning back again so I could continue my exploration.
Do you want to do this? she asked.
I nodded. I think so.
I need you to know so, River.
I breathed out slowly, rolling my thumbs over her nipples again and again until she arched her back, leaning into my touch.
Are we doing it here? I asked.
We can go to the bed, Skye suggested.
I nodded, leaning back in to kiss her. Her arms slipped around my neck, pulling me closer. My own hands slid down her waist, then lower, teasing at her perky ass that was always in my face when she wore those fucking leggings.
Skye smiled against me as if she knew what I was thinking, and fuck, she would’ve if she’d looked into my mind. I’d never know.
We were a mess of clumsy kisses as we stumbled out of the shower, taking turns drying ourselves off with warm towels fresh off a literal towel warmer.
I loved it here. Everything was warm and cozy, not frigid and depressing.
I wrapped my arm around Skye’s stomach, hauling her back to the Chain bed. She yelped, then giggled as I tossed her onto the plush comforter. She turned over quickly, her wet hair splayed behind her in the center of the bed.
“Listen…if you’re serious about wanting me in this Chain…”
Skye’s expression shifted, several emotions flitting across her face in rapid succession. She rolled over, then walked on her knees to the edge of the bed, taking my face in her hands.
“Are you serious? Because there’s no going back for me. Once I have you…you’re mine.”
“And you think you could get away from me?” I palmed her ass, pulling her against me. She sucked in a sharp breath. “I’m not just yours. You’re mine, too.”
I kissed her fiercely, loving how she melted against me, her hands flexing against my abs between us. When I finally pulled back, Skye plopped back onto her back, splaying her legs wide so she was fully visible to me.
I dropped to my knees, leaning over the edge of the bed and pulling her to me by her thighs. I stared at her for a few seconds, long enough that she began to squirm.
“Are you just staring?” she whispered.
“Yeah.”
“Are you…going to do something, virgin?”
I licked her.
Skye squealed, and she probably would’ve bucked three feet into the air if I wasn’t holding her down.
I liked her taste.
I leaned in again, cutting her off as she tried to say something else, and then she moaned. Her hands landed on the top of my head, and her fingers snaked into my hair, teasing at my scalp and pulling at the strands while I continued running my tongue through her pussy.
“Fuck, River,” Skye breathed, pulling my hair when I sucked at her clit. “Fuck, are you sure you’re a virgin?” I bit her inner thigh, and she shrieked, again almost jumping off the bed. “You asshole!”
I chuckled, going back to her clit, and she moaned. I paid attention to her every reaction, taking note of what made her moan and what made her nearly scream.
Her legs trembled when she came, and she cried out a wonderful sound, but her whimpers as I continued were what I really liked. I’d been humping the edge of the bed the whole time I ate her, desperately looking for my own friction.
“Holy fuck,” Skye shuddered. “Please tell me there’s more.”
I laughed, then climbed up the bed, wincing at how my dick throbbed almost painfully.
Skye’s lips parted, but her legs fell open. “You’re going to split me in half.”
I laughed again, settling over her while holding my weight on my forearms. She was a dream spread out beneath me, her chest heaving. Her cheeks were pink, and so was her chest. It would’ve been a perfect moment.
Except Avery’s order was at the back of my mind, needling into my spine.
“Well?” She whispered, running her fingers down my cheek. “Do you need me to show you what to do next?”
“I know the basics, okay,” I snapped.
Skye giggled, and I hissed through my teeth when she grabbed my dick. “Okay. Let me just…” She trailed off as she pulled me to her by my cock, making me shudder as she rubbed the head back and forth across her slick folds, wet with her release.
I braced myself over her, staring down at where we were about to join, my stomach feeling weird and fluttery again. I looked back up at her, catching my breath when I saw her expression.
There was too much kindness and understanding there. Too much…affection. I’d thought I preferred when Skye was mean to me, but…I was rethinking that now.
I think I preferred this. I think I wanted her to look at me like this every day. Forever.
And that was as terrifying as it was exhilarating.
“You really want me,” I said, still not believing it.
“So bad,” she whispered, arching her back slightly and making my mind go blank. “So fucking bad.”
“They’re gonna kill me,” I muttered to myself as I angled myself at her entrance.
“Worth it?” Skye asked breathlessly.
“Oh, definitely,” I replied as I slowly pushed myself inside.
Skye gasped, tossing her head back onto the pillows with a moan. Or wait. I was moaning. I was moaning because this was…
“Holy fuck,” I breathed.
I’d never felt anything so good. Skye was so wet and ready for me, but the tightness was unexpected. She clenched around me, making me moan again, and I shook, trying hard not to blow my load.
Skye lifted her head to smile at me.