He joined me on the bed wearing just his boxers, and I didn’t bother to take the time to study his plethora of tattoos. I had no idea what he would do next, but I knew it was his move. His weight was a welcome feeling when he leaned over to kiss me. With his lips, he found my cheeks, my eyelids, my forehead, and finally my throat. I shivered when he circled my nipple with his tongue, then grabbed his head when he sank lower.
"I can't believe I almost missed out on this," he mumbled into my navel.
My toes clenched when he kissed my abdomen, then moved down even further. I hated to be so self-aware, but he had a way about him that pushed those thoughts out of my head as quickly as they came. I cried out when he touched me with his tongue, when I felt him lap up the wetness that grew between my legs.
"Oh, God." I never had the chance to settle my racing heart as he continued sucking and licking until an orgasm burst free.
Burke hovered over me again after he'd removed his boxers. "You have no idea how enticing this blush is." He trailed his fingers along my chest and up to cup my throat. Kissing me, using his tongue, and I tasted myself on him.
With no warning, he pushed inside me swiftly, and I gasped at the stinging intrusion.
"Easy now," he murmured against my lips. "I've got you."
Tears slipped from the corners of my eyelids, and I felt stupid for crying when I was so happy.
"I've got you now, Kinsley."
He moved, and I gasped again, clutching his shoulders. "Don't leave," I chanted. "Don't leave."
The length of him throbbed inside me, and he kissed me over and over. "I'm right here."
I only had him for a few hours, and I would make the most of it. Clinging tightly as he rocked me, filled me, retreated and pushed in again, I never took my eyes off him. If he was mine for a brief moment, I would cherish that moment and not let myself feel the regret already threatening to creep in.
5
Kinsley
After our first time, Burke stayed in my life for five days. He sent flowers every day for those five days, which I had to explain to my parents. I ended up telling them a high school friend was back in town from college and we were dating. It was sort of true, anyway, and when they weren’t complaining about making their own dinner, they seemed happy I was finally getting out of the house.
Burke picked me up from the library and brought me to his house for dinner each of those five days. He fed me, made love to me, and left me feeling incredibly indulgent for the first time in my life. He had his chef prepare our meals each night, and though I knew it meant he was hiding me, it was fun. It was a luxury to not plan, shop, and cook. And then he never failed to whisk me up the grand staircase and make me see stars.
Repeatedly.
His silver bed sheets were silky smooth against my back, and I lifted my arms above my head simply to feel them slide against my skin.
"Stay exactly like that," Burke said as he came into the room.
Laughing, I asked, "Why?"
He joined me on the bed, running his tongue and lips along the underside of my arms while I shuddered in delicious agony. Oh, that was why.
"It tickles, but in the best way."
"Mm." When he gripped my waist and slid his cock along my wetness, I almost came, and then he moved to suck a nipple into his mouth.
Whimpering, I shifted my legs, trying to convince him to slip inside me.
"You look amazing when you're turned on."
"Then I guess you'd better keep me turned on."
He chuckled, moving his hands to cup my ass and raise my pelvis. "I think I can manage that."
Burke thrust so deeply I moaned. With every touch, every kiss, he made me feel beautiful. Every time he entered my body, I knew he belonged completely to me at that moment. He knew countless angles, positions, and places to touch to send me into a frenzy.
I never said no, because I wanted to experience everything I could with him before he left. And I knew he would leave, despite his claims to the contrary.
For now, his stroke was unhurried, his eyes on mine. Because I would never say the words, I hoped he saw what I felt when he looked at me so intently. My skin warmed, my body melted, and I knew I was close to coming.
