Now that Kaj was here, now that he was settling in because he wanted to remain close to her, she’d allowed herself to open up to the possibilities once again, and though she truly feared what the future might bring for her, Acadia decided she could no longer allow that fear to hold her back.
“What’s on your mind?” he said softly, pulling back, his hand returning to her cheek.
“You.”
“What about me?”
“I’m glad you’re here,” she admitted.
“As am I,balisra. As am I.”
His mouth returned to hers, a bit more insistent this time. His tongue delved between her lips and she met him with eager ambition. Though the theater wasn’t the most private place, right now it was theirs. This was a milestone for them, a pivotal point in their relationship, and she wanted to explore it, to create a moment in time that they could both remember fondly for years to come.
“May I do something for you?” she asked.
When he pulled back this time, his eyes were brighter, a delicate light seeming to be coming from within.
“What did you have in mind?”
“You’ll need to sit the chair up.”
He did, the recliner slowly lifting, the footrest going back down.
Emboldened by the desire she sensed within him, Acadia took the reins of the moment, easing down his lap until she was kneeling on the floor.
He gasped, clearly recognizing her intent.
As she stared up at him, her fingers worked free the button on his jeans, then moved to the zipper.
With his help, she managed to ease them down his thighs, trapping his knees in the denim.
“Lower,” she insisted, her voice rougher than she’d expected.
She tugged until the denim gave, sliding out from under his thick thighs and onward to bunch at his ankles. It was then she positioned herself between his legs, forcing his knees wide so she could reach his heavy erection.
Acadia wanted to feel him in her mouth. Before him, she’d never known that this was something males enjoyed, but they had explored together and she had learned so many things about his body, the things he enjoyed, what would make him groan long and low.
This was one of those things.
Gripping his rigid length in her fist, she lowered her mouth to the bulbous head. She licked him first, then opened her mouth wide to take him inside.
“Balisra… Fuck.”
There had been moments when Kaj would grip her hair roughly, tugging as she bobbed over him, and other times when he would fist the blankets to keep from reaching for her. Here, in the darkened theater, his hands gripped the leather armrests as he held himself there while she worked her lips around him.
Taking him in her mouth was such an intimate thing for her. It formed a connection between them, one where she sought to give him pleasure and he was forced to endure. When she’d taken him like this the first time, the reactions of her body had surprised her. She was as turned on by what he allowed her to do to him as he was because of the sensations.
“Ah, fuck …balisra… your mouth … so fucking sweet.”
Those lewd words probably should’ve offended, but Acadia enjoyed them immensely. She loved when Kaj lost himself, as though he had no idea how to rein in what he was feeling. She was in full control, which was a heady feeling in itself.
Working him with her lips, her tongue, her hands, she leisurely took him deep in her mouth, licking and sucking. She could feel every ridge, every vein and the pulse that beat beneath the surface. She had learned she could feed from him like this, too. If she were to place her hands on his thighs, the energy she could siphon was exorbitant because he was unhinged. That alone gave her more power.
Not that she would do that now. She was content to focus on his pleasure.
“Acadia…”
That was his way of warning her he was close. She’d known it based on the flex and pulse of his sex in her mouth, the way his hips jerked forward to thrust in deeper when she lowered her mouth onto him again and again.
