“Oh god!” I cry out in a lusty moan, causing Kyran to bring his forehead to rest against mine.
“Love, you don’t know how good you feel wrapped around me.” His whisper is heated against my lips and I don’t hesitate to pull him down into a kiss.
Our lips dance with each other, forcing each other’s mouths open and using our teeth to bite each other’s lips while two of his fingers thrust in and out of my pussy.
He uses his thumb to press against my clit with every thrust in and the feeling that builds in my core starts to feel heavier and heavier.
His body is pressed against mine; the fabric of my nightie is the only thing between us save for my bare breast pressing against his chest.
“Kyran,” I sigh against his lips, breathing in and out with the movements of his fingers.
“Yes, love?”
“I think I might come,” I don’t even care how silly that might sound. I feel safe with this man. I feel taken care of and seen.
I feel the pressure building, my orgasm cresting as his steady pace creates an ecstasy bound to explode soon.
“Fuck, baby. You can’t say shit like that to me.” He drops his head to the side of my head where his lips brush against my ear.
I let out my whimpers against his neck and I feel like I’ve sinned in heaven with the way he’s holding me; our heat igniting everywhere and the way he’s fucking me carefully and passionately with his fingers.
“Come whenever you’re ready, Wes,” he whispers into my ear and I feel the urge to let go. “I’ve got you.” But I tense my body to hold back the orgasm, only causing my pussy to clench around his fingers.
“I don’t want this to end,” I admit, and he lifts his head up to look me in my eyes—barely able to keep them open though as I’m drowning in the need for this pleasure.
“You’re fucking crazy if you think I’m only going to make you come one time, love. Fuck, if I have it my way, you’ll get to come whenever you want, all night long.” His confession covers my body in a chill.
He hasn’t broken the pace he’s going, not once, and I know I won’t be able to hold back any longer.
“Can you kiss my neck?” I ask him, knowing that that’s my weak spot but also knowing that I don’t really need him there to make me come.
“Anything for you.” He presses his lips against mine before turning them to pay attention to the sensitive skin below my ear.
It’s instant, the way his thumb presses against my clit with every thrust inward, the way his fingers travel in and out. I can feel myself falling into pure bliss as my orgasm starts to unravel.
“Oh, god,” I whisper heavily against his neck. “Fuck, Kyran.”
“Right here, huh baby? You need me right here?” He talks me through it between searing kisses as I come around his fingers.
My moans mix with his own whispered groans, like he’s getting just as much pleasure from me coming as he would from his own release.
Everything explodes. I find myself gripping onto him, digging my fingernails into his back at how intense the pleasure is. Our bodies cling to each other as he finally slows his thrusts and I start to breathe sporadically, trying to catch my breath.
He lifts himself up as he pulls his fingers out slowly. “Jesus, you are so fucking pretty when you come, Weslyn.” And then he puts his fingers in his mouth, letting his tongue lap up the evidence of my pleasure left there, and I watch him in awe.
“That felt so good, Kyran,” I tell him and he grins at me.
“Well, unless you want to stop, I’m not done.” He places both hands up at the side of my head, allowing me to drop my leg back to the bed.
I nod at him, knowing that even though that was enough for me, I want more of him. I want us to keep exploring each other and I want to find out what I can do to pleasure him.
He dips his head so that our foreheads touch. “But first,” he starts as he tugs at my gown. “Do you think I could take this thing all the way off you?”
28
Kyran
Her body was made for me. Every movement and sound and reaction that comes from her only further solidifies just how hard it’s going to be to let her leave me in a couple of days. And while I know how quickly this seems to be moving, nothing feels more right than this. Having her in my arms and telling her how beautiful she is and taking care of her; it feels unreal but it’s the only thing I ever want to be doing from here on out.
