“Okay, okay,” I said. “You want me to let you come? Let you have it for being so good?”
“Please, please, please.” Her begging became a chant as she squirmed on the bed.
It was time.
Chapter Seven
Gray
I had never ached so badlyin my entire life and if I didn’t come soon, I was worried there would be medical consequences. I could no longer even form words, just sounds. Desperate begging sounds that should have been embarrassing, but I didn’t care. As long as I got to come right now.
Right.Now.
“Okay gorgeous, let’s see it,” Mal said, but I couldn’t translate the words into anything meaningful.
The tears were still wet on my face when she dove between my legs again and sucked my clit into her mouth at the same time as she slid two fingers inside me and that was it.
Everything narrowed and then expanded so much that I didn’t think my body could contain all of it.
Too hard, too sharp, too good, too much.
It was wonderful and terrible in equal parts and I had never come this hard in my fucking life. I didn’t want it to end, but if it didn’t end, I was probably going to die.
Possibly.
Eventually the intensity lowered, like an elevator going down and down and down until all that was left was sweat and pantingand my skin sensitivity turned up all the way, so even the air in the room felt a caress.
I didn’t know when I’d closed my eyes, but I had. Eventually I remembered how to open them and look down to find Mal wearing a very satisfied smile while she perched between my legs.
“You are so fucking beautiful.” She kissed the insides of both my thighs and I twitched. The kisses were so warm and soft, and I was still on the edge from that climax.
It took me way too long that I needed to come up with some kind of response.
“Thank you.” Those weren’t the words I would have chosen to say.
Mal raised her eyebrows.
“Oh god, forget I said that.” I covered my face with one of my hands before Mal grabbed it and twisted our fingers together.
“No, don’t you dare hide that adorable face from me.”
“I’m sorry,” I said, still a little mortified.
“Don’t be. I took it as a compliment.”
She was still so relaxed and that was extremely annoying. I felt like I was in pieces on her bed and I didn’t know how long it would take to put myself back together.
Mal stroked my hair back from my face, her fingers lingering as she swiped them under my eyes.
“You got really desperate there, didn’t you?”
Shit. She was going to mention something about me crying and how weird that was. It didn’t happen all the time, but when it did, I loved it. There was another release that came with tears. I couldn’t explain it. I’d tried, to my ex. She’d been worried about me when it happened, and it had unsettled her. I didn’t blame her for wanting to stop when it happened, but it had really driven a wedge between us that had widened once I accepted more of our incompatibilities. Breaking up with Alina hadn’t feltso traumatic, just more of a natural drifting apart of two people who weren’t right for each other in the end.
“Does that bother you?” I asked. If she said yes, I was going to have to find my clothes and go back next door and chalk tonight up to being nice, but not quite right.
Mal bit her bottom lip as if she was hiding a smile.
“What would you say if I told you I loved it? If I wanted it?”
