“Baby, you’re drenched. Is this all for me?”
“Yes,” I confirm, watching this unfold in the mirror.
He moves my panties to the side, giving himself better access. He drags my wetness up to my clit. His fingers draw slow, deliberate circles.
“Faster,” I beg.
He follows my instructions, rubbing harder, faster, as my toes curl and heels dig into the carpeted floor. I writhe beneath his fingers.
“Yes,” I say, panting. I lift my hips to push into his touch, creating even more friction. “Yes, that’s—fuck.” I’m close, the muscles in my stomach tightening as it builds, seconds from exploding.
Kit does one particularly good move with his fingers, and the pleasure releases, detonating through me as I cry out.
He chuckles, saying breathlessly, “Good girl. I can keep going. As long as you need.”
I shake my head, figuring he can see me in the void.
He takes his hand away, moving my underwear back into place. I fold my legs again. He dips his fingers into his mouth. “Fuck, I knew you’d taste like pure sin.”
I suck in a breath. “Did you…feel that, too?”
“Oh, yeah. Mutual orgasms now has a new meaning.” His chest heaves in the mirror as he takes back my body. I can still feel the after effects, the relief. “I wish we could have done everything we talked about. I’m sorry we won’t ever be able to.”
“Let’s pretend we did,” I suggest.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, appear with me here in the void. Lie next to me in bed. Talk to me.”
“Oh.”
My cheeks heat. He’s going to say no.
But then feeling rushes to my right side, and Kit is standing above me. “Hi.”
twenty-seven
. . .
Kit holdshis hand out to me, and I take it, standing and letting him guide me to my bed. We lie down, face to face and inches apart. If this were the real world, I’d be able to feel his breath on my face. Experience the warmth from his body. I’d be able to smell him. I wonder what he smells like?
“Fancy seeing you here,” I say lightly.
He tucks my hair behind my ear, fingers trailing through the curly strands, and smiles. “Easier to hold this form when we’re half and half.”
I stroke my hand down his face. “Too bad living like that would be an absolute nightmare.” I’m desperate to kiss him, but knowing I won’t feel it keeps me from trying. A fake, senseless kiss with him is not what I want. I want to kisshim.
As if sensing where my mind is, he grabs my hand and presses his lips to my knuckles. I feel that, because he still has control of my mouth on my actual body.
“Are you feeling okay after that? Areweokay?” he questions.
“We’re okay. More than. You?”
“Fantastic.”
I shift even closer to him. “Why can’t you protect me like this? I mean, with me in control and you in here. I know you would be trapped instead, but you would still be here. We could trade off.”
He frowns. “I wish it were that simple. The less control I have, the weaker I am. If you stayed in control, you could accidentally boot me out, yeah, but Balores could also force me out. I don’t know if he’s still watching. I need to keep control. It’s safer.”
