Chapter 29 #2
I climbed into the shower with him. Comfortable silence fell between us as we cleansed ourselves of the day’s events.
Once we were done, he shut off the shower, and we got out to dry ourselves off.
After brushing our teeth, we headed back into the bedroom.
While he went to his dresser, I sat at the edge of his bed, trying to work up my nerve to ask for what I wanted.
Closing my eyes, I channeled all the advice I’d gotten from Londyn and Kyah. I said a prayer, which was wild considering what I was about to do.
“Baby?”
The sound of Killian’s voice caused my eyes to open. I peered up at his handsome face.
“Everything okay?” he asked.
I nodded. “Yes.”
“Something on your mind?”
Again, I nodded. “I um…I want you to make love to me.”
His eyes widened. “Right now?”
“Yes.”
“Are you sure you’re ready for that, Alayah? I don’t want you to feel obligated—”
I stood and dropped my towel as I stepped in front of him. “I don’t feel obligated. I want you…I want to feel you.” I slowly unwrapped the towel from his waist and dropped it to the floor. “And I want you to feel me.”
He hesitated for a moment, searching my eyes as though he were looking for something that told him I didn’t want this.
He wouldn’t find it. Cupping my face, he leaned forward and kissed me slow and passionately.
My nipples brushed against the hard pecs of his chest, causing a tingle to flow through me.
He walked me backward to the bed. The next thing I felt was him lifting me from the floor and my legs being pulled around his torso.
He climbed on the bed, his lips never parting from mine.
As my back touched the mattress, I was met with the heavy weight of his body against mine. It was so soothing and comforting.
His lips traveled a path down to my neck. He stopped briefly to give each of my nipples special attention before continuing to kiss down my stomach until he got to the meeting of my thighs. I shuddered as he kissed the insides before swiping his tongue through my slit to capture my clit.
“Killian…” I said in a breathy whisper. “Please.”
He chuckled. “I’m just getting you ready for me, love,” he said, easing two fingers into me.
My back arched from the bed as the combination of his lips and fingers sent me to new heights.
My tunnel was already slick with desire, but the attention he gave her had her overflowing.
I was on the brink of orgasm when he pulled his mouth and fingers away.
Reaching into the nightstand, he pulled out a condom and tore it open.
I watched as he rolled it down over his length.
Once it was on, he leaned in to kiss me again. The tip of his dick kissed my clit, causing me to moan loudly. He grabbed himself and slid the tip up and down my soaked slit.
“I’ll ask again,” he said softly as he pulled his lips away. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
He positioned himself at my entrance, and I closed my eyes.
“Look at me,” he commanded. I opened my eyes, and I found him staring at me with sincerity. “I don’t want you going in your head. I want you to look at me as I fill you. There should be nothing clouding this moment right now, okay?”
I nodded nervously. He hovered over me and gave a slight push, causing me to tense a little.
“Relax,” he said, peppering my face with kisses. “This may hurt a little, but I would never hurt you. Relax.”
I took several deep breaths as he pushed into me. Inch by inch, my walls stretched to accommodate his sizable member.
“That’s it,” he praised. “You’re doing so good, love.”
His hips began to move as he slowly thrusted into me. Our gazes remained locked on each other. With every stroke, the tension released from my body, and pleasure soon replaced it.
“Killian…” I moaned his name as my nails sank into the flesh of his biceps.
“Shit, Layah!” He groaned loudly. “You feel so good, baby.”
He draped my legs over his shoulders and sank deeper into me, causing me to gasp.
“Oh…oh my God!”
“Tell me how it feels.”
“So good. Shit! So good!”
“You deserve to feel good. I want to give you nothing but love and pleasure.”
His pace picked up, and for a second, I tensed again.
“Stay with me,” he coached. He leaned in and kissed me. “There you go. Open up for me, mama. Play with your clit.”
Blindly, I reached between us, locating the sensitive bundle of nerves. As my fingers circled it, the tension eased, and once again, all I felt was pleasure. My mouth opened, and a loud cry fell from my lips.
“Oooo!”
“Doesn’t that feel good?” he asked, nipping at my nipples.
“Yes!”
I matched my strumming to his strokes. When he sped up, I sped up. When he slowed down, I slowed down. I was so wet that every thrust of his length could be heard over the sounds of me panting heavily. My legs trembled, and my toes curled.
“I…I feel it,” I whispered breathlessly. “I’m gonna cum!”
The muscles of my stomach tightened. My clit throbbed beneath my essence-covered fingers.
“I’m gonna cum,” I repeated.
Killian didn’t miss a beat in removing my legs from his shoulders and wrapping them around his waist. I felt my upper body being lifted from the bed.
Killian hugged me to his body as he continued to thrust into me.
The combination of his strokes and the friction against my clit had me clinging to him for dear life.
My eyes closed, and with a final deep stroke, my body exploded from the inside.
A string of curses left my lips, and I basked in the immense pleasure coursing through me. Tears streamed down my face, and my body trembled with excitement as he filled the condom with a loud grunt.
For a long moment, he just held me as I held him.
When my back finally touched the bed, I felt him slide out of me.
He disappeared from the bed and went into the bathroom.
I could hear the water running as I lay there, trying to regain my senses.
I never expected lovemaking to be so beautiful, yet so exhausting.
Killian returned from the bathroom, void of the condom, with a warm rag in his hand. He cleaned me up, then tossed the rag aside. Leaning over me, he pecked my lips.
“How are you?” he asked.
“Spent.”
He chuckled. “You’ll build stamina over time.”
Pulling back the covers, he tucked me under then climbed in with me. I cuddled up next to him and rested my head on his chest.
“Thank you,” I said faintly.
“For giving you some dick?”
I giggled. “No. For being the perfect do-over. I love you, Killian. Thank you for taking care of me.”
He tilted my chin and kissed my lips. “I love you, too. I’ll always take care of you.”
“Let me catch my breath, and we can go again. You might have created a monster. You can’t get rid of me now.”
He laughed out loud. “I would never want to.”