Ky worked his hips against the apex of my thighs and my eyes widened when I felt his long, hard length flush against me. “Fuck, Lilah, these tits are fuckin’ perfect, fat, firm, and fuckin’ huge… perfect. I’ve been dreaming of them… Tastes better than I ever imagined.”
Groaning, Ky began to move downwards, his tongue lapping every inch of my damp skin—my torso, my stomach and down over my hips. Shock about where he was heading made me arch off the mattress and his palm reached up and flattened on my chest, keeping me down, right where he wanted me.
“Ky, please, what are you doing?” I begged, out of mind with need.
His head lifted just a fraction, enough for his eyes to meet mine, and he asked, “You ever come, baby?”
My heart beat faster as Ky’s finger ran down the slit of my core. I felt wet and hot and a mass of shivers sang out along my skin. “I do not understand your meaning…” I managed to speak, though my voice quivered as it trailed off.
“When the cult cunts fucked you, did you ever like it?”
Feeling the sting of tears springing in my eyes, I shook my head and tried in vain not to break down. I did not need to be reminded of those times, especially when I was in this sacred place with Ky. This was different for me. I wished for no ghosts in this bed.
Ky’s nostrils flared and he pressed a trail of kisses along my hip down to my inner thigh, but clearly seeing my turmoil, he stopped.
Bracing himself on his strong arms, Ky glided up my body until his face was hovering above mine. “Baby, listen to me and listen good.”
I sniffled back the threatening emotion and gave him what he wanted: my attention.
His gaze softened and he tucked my hair behind my ear with his finger, his blond beard tickling the skin on my chest. “I ain’t like them. Yeah, I’m a whore. That ain’t no secret. I’ve fucked around with a long fuckin’ line of sluts. But I ain’t ever done one thing. I’ve never given two shits about a bitch like I do you. I ain’t ever held out for one piece’a * like I’ve held out for yours. I’d kill for you, baby. Anyone even comes close to trying to take you away from me and I’ll slit their motherfuckin’ throat. You belong to me, you’re mine, and right now, in this bed, I’m gonna do something else for the very first time. We both are.”
I held my breath, too afraid if I exhaled I would ruin the moment and never know what he would reveal.
“I’m gonna make love to you, Lilah. I’m gonna take you as mine, possess you. ‘Cause there ain’t no one out there… no one else who could do this to me, but you.”
“Ky…” I hushed out and this time embraced the tears as they tumbled down my cheeks. They were the proof Ky should receive that I wanted everything with him too.
Ky sighed and kissed a salty droplet away from each cheek. Pressing his forehead against mine, he inhaled a ragged breath and murmured, “I fuckin’ love you, Lilah. This, us, baby, it’s more than just fucking. You get that, yeah?”
My inhibitions evaporated at that moment. Clutching my hands on his face, I crushed my lips to his and confessed, “I love you too, so very much. You make me feel safe… I am unafraid when I am with you. You do not know how special that feeling is to me.”
A blinding smile graced his beautiful face and he began crawling stealthily down my body, only to brace himself at my core, his warm breath blowing heavily on my core. “I’m gonna make you feel good. Okay, sweet cheeks?”
I nodded apprehensively. Suddenly, Ky’s tongue swiped along the seam of my core and my hips lifted off the bed. “Ky!” I cried out, too overwhelmed by this unfamiliar sensation.
But Ky did not stop, his tongue flicking relentlessly at my core, his strong arms holding my thighs, and the grunts of pleasure from his mouth vibrated until my back arched and I fisted the sheets.
“Ky, something is happening!” I panicked, feeling out of control, but Ky did not stop. His tongue worked even harder and, suddenly, his finger circled my entrance and, with one gentle thrust, filled me.