Fuck, seeing her turned on was almost enough to make me blow. I sat on my knees, kissed her hipbone and grazed my teeth along it. She swore loudly and her fingers tangled in my hair.
God, I wanted her so bad but I wanted to make her scream first. I wanted to get her so hot and worked up that she begged me to take her. I had barely touched her and she was already panting and trying to shove my head down to where she wanted it.
“You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?”
I nodded against the inside of her thigh. Damn straight I was. By the time I kissed to the top of her legs she was as ready as me. “Kai, fuck.”
“Soon, princess, but right now I’m going to make you come with my tongue.”
She squirmed. “Then do it.”
“Wider,” I said, nudging her legs further apart.
I groaned and pulled her closer. I could do this to her forever. I loved the way she reacted, the way she moved involuntary in tune with what I was doing with my mouth.
She could turn a room blue when she was being pleasured and I had a hard time staying in control when a string of swearwords mixed with my name left her mouth.
I felt her body stiffen as she came. She cried out something incoherent and pulled my hair until it stung my scalp. Her legs gave way and I let go of her weight causing her to crash down on my lap.
Her head flopped against my shoulder. “I love it when you come like that,” I said, rubbing my aching cock against her stomach.
She laughed. “Me, too. You made me love sex.”
She didn’t love it before? I knew why she’d slept around but I assumed she at least enjoyed the physical act.
I didn’t know what to say so I kissed her neck. “Turn around, I’m going to fuck you now.”
Sitting up alarmed, she said, “I’m too sensitive for you to touch me yet.”
“I know.”
“Kai…”
“Trust me, Tegan. Turn around.”
I reached over to grab a rubber from my drawer while she span around on my lap. I could feel her nervousness still.
“I won’t do anything you won’t like,” I whispered in her ear as I grabbed my erection and lined it up right where I was dying to be.
She sat down on me and gasped. “I know you won’t.”
I needed her trust because she’d just come and this was going to be intense. She sank down as far as she could go and I moaned into the skin of her neck. “Fucking hell,” I hissed. She was made for me, fit me perfectly, squeezing me with every movement.
I reluctantly let go of one of her firm breast and ran my hand down her stomach. “Kai!” she said, grabbing my hand as I moved below her belly button.
“Trust me,” I repeated.
It took her a second to let go but when she did I felt something shift inside me. Her trust meant more than it probably should at this point.
She cried out and tried to squirm away from me when I touched her. “Kai, I can’t, it feels like it’s burning.”
“Shh, I know.” Come on, just give me a little bit longer.
I would’ve stopped but she didn’t stop raising her hips and letting them drop or gripping my thighs so hard I’d have half moons cut into the skin. She felt almost too good. I fought to stop my eyes rolling back in my head.
I pressed a little firmer and she moaned my name, still clearly overwhelmed as she held back. “Let go, Tegan.”
“I can’t,” she said through gritted teeth.
She clawed my legs, thrashing on top of me as I increased pressure again, rubbing her at the same speed as she fucked me. I wasn’t going to last long so I fucking hope she was as close as she felt.
“Ahh,” she shouted. “Shit, Kai, shit.”
Her walls tightened to the point where I could barely move inside her, then they clenched down over and over as she came around me. I followed a second later, biting down on her neck.
“Jesus,” she said, flopping back against my chest.
“Glad you trusted me?”
“Oh, yeah.” I laughed and kissed below her ear. “Want to join me in the shower?” she asked.
“You don’t need a reply, right?”
Shaking her head, she giggled and lifted off me. I’d not heard her laugh like that before, so relaxed and free. What the hell was she doing to me?
“Give me a minute,” she said, smiling over her shoulder. I watched her walk from my room, staring at her naked form. She was beautiful, so much that I felt a stir downstairs already.
I liked her but I wasn’t stupid; I knew what I was to her. The problem I had was that she was quickly becoming something a lot more to me. I’d gone through five years of hell and fought for the next one to get myself and my life back together. The last thing I needed was something to mess everything up again and Tegan had the power to do that. She was addictive and maddening and I knew if I let myself I could fall right back into my old ways and have the fucking time of my life with her.
But neither of us needed that.