Chapter 14 #3
I could only nod as I slipped two fingers inside of her. Skye gasped, though I knew it didn’t hurt. She was so wet she’d be soaking my hand by the time I was finished with her. I’d never regret her hands on me, but I was wishing I could have dropped to the ground so I could taste her properly.
“Anything,” I replied, feeling that somehow deep down, I meant it. I thrust another finger inside her, three fingers now sliding in and out of her slowly, trying to match her strokes on my cock. “You’ve been thinking about this a lot?”
“Yeah,” she breathed. “Since last night. I…liked being in between that.”
I chuckled. I’d known, of course. She’d been ready to fuck the both of us right there on the dance floor, witnesses be damned, and I would’ve been right behind her.
Aiden had been a little skittish, so he obviously didn’t have the exhibition kink Skye and I seemed to share.
He’d have watched us if Skye invited me into her room after our hallway kiss, though. I could sense that from him, at least.
I groaned as Skye’s lips ran across my neck back to my jaw.
Our lips touched again, our tongues meeting while our bodies rocked together, connecting on a deeper level while still holding the official connection at bay.
Skye moaned as I hooked my fingers forward inside of her, pulling toward me to hit the magic spot most men couldn’t be bothered to find.
Skye pulled back, breathing hard as she stroked me faster. Her pupils were large, making her eyes appear darker while leaving only a thin ring of silver.
“What if he was here with us?” I asked, taking advantage of how turned on she was.
“What if his hand was here?” I ran my free hand over her breast. She sucked in a sharp breath while I found her nipple, running the tip of my thumb across it slowly.
“Or what if he was here?” I thrust my fingers harder into her just once, to make my point.
Skye whimpered. “What if his fingers were right alongside mine? Stretching you out?”
“Rafe,” she choked out, squeezing her eyes shut.
“I can make that real for you,” I said, my voice trembling slightly as my release began to tingle at the base of my spine. “Anything you want. We can make it happen, love.”
“Fuck, Rafe.” Skye whimpered, rocking her hips against me. I did the same, thrusting against her hand, desperately trying to reach my climax but not before her. I wanted to be completely present to watch her every expression, every subtle movement and sound.
“Is this enough for you? Can I get you there or do you need him?”
I wasn’t jealous of Aiden, not in any way that counted. Jealous he got to touch her and taste her whenever she pleased, sure. But it wasn’t the dangerous type of jealousy, not like where Wyatt had been headed.
Even still, I’d just asked a very jealous question. Maybe part of me wanted to know what she’d say. Maybe I wanted to know where I stood in this fucked up Chain we were forming. Skye had told Aiden enough times she didn’t need anyone besides him, and maybe part of her believed that.
“It’s enough,” Skye whispered. I pulled back from her cheek to find her eyes on me, her eyelids flickering but holding my gaze. “You’re enough.”
I was done.
My brain went blank as pleasure consumed me. Her hand tightened on me in the perfect moment, and I shuddered into her hold, just barely holding back a shout. Instead, I whimpered, hooking my fingers inside her again and letting the trembling of my hands finish her off.
Skye let out a beautiful, strangled cry as her free hand tightened on the back of my neck, her nails cutting into my skin, though I didn’t feel it. She pressed her face into my chest, mewling every time she rocked against my hand.
After what seemed like hours, the pleasure finally waned. Skye slumped against me, and I braced myself against the tree to keep from squishing her.
“Oh, my God.” She moaned against my chest. I chuckled as she finally removed her hand from my spent cock, still half hard. I’d be ready to go again in minutes if that’s what she wanted.
Skye pulled back, studying my release as it clung to her hand. I flexed my fingers inside her and she groaned, her eyes snapping to mine. Slowly, she raised her hand, holding eye contact with me before she licked along her palm, cleaning my cum from her fingers.
“Holy fuck,” I muttered, practically ripping my hand away from her heat to do the same.
Intimately holding eye contact while tasting another person was almost sexier than anything we’d just done while actually touching each other.
“You taste good,” Skye mumbled a bit shyly. She dipped her head, probably because she wanted to look away, but she only watched me through her lashes.
I sucked my fingers into my mouth to get the last of her off of me before I replied. “You’re exquisite. You can taste me any time you like, darling.”
I slipped my hand around the back of her neck, then pulled her to me for a kiss. She tensed for just a moment, the way women always did when they’d just had your cum in their mouth, but she softened against me as I ran a hand down her back soothingly.
“We’re doing this again,” I said as I pulled back. Skye licked her lips and nodded. “Maybe…with Aiden?”
Skye sucked in a breath, nodding again, her pupils dilating like she was ready for next time to be right now.
I held her face in my hands, running my thumbs across her precious cheeks.
She was stunning like this, her skin flushed and pink, slightly dampened with sweat from the humid air.
The sound of the sea behind us only added to the bubble we’d lost ourselves in, with tropical birds singing around us and the whisper of the wind through the trees.
“Aiden says we should come back,” Skye whispered. “He says Wyatt left the apartment after looking at his phone a lot.”
I breathed out slowly, trying to hide my irritation.
“Do you know who he’d be texting?” Skye asked. “I know it’s none of my business but…I mean…”
“You have a right to be curious,” I said, tenderly running my fingers through her hair. “And unfortunately, yes. I do think I know who he’s texting.”
Tall, brunette, and annoying as hell.
Carissa must have sunk her claws back into him.