She’s not just good. She’s everything.
Our first time was too fast, but holy shit, she felt incredible. Better than any woman I’ve ever been with, and there’s a long list of them. Every last one pales in comparison to Kylie. The taste of her skin on my tongue, the feel of her pussy wrapped around my cock. It was too much. I was coming in her long before I meant to, but she came hard all over me, so I didn’t feel too bad about it. I fucked her two more times before we both fell asleep, exhausted, and those times I lasted longer.
Much longer.
I fill my nose with her scent, swim in lilac breeze. This time it isn’t torture, it’s heaven. There’s nothing between us. Her bare skin is against mine. I’ve been inside her. I’ve filled every inch of her. Kissed her. Touched her. Held her.
And I don’t have to stop.
She shifts her hips a little and makes a noise in her throat as she wakes up. She turns to look at me over her shoulder.
“Hey.”
“Hi, baby girl,” I say. I kiss her nose. “Did you sleep well?”
“How could I not?” she asks. “You wore me out last night.”
“I’m going to wear you out every night.”
She laughs. “Maybe let’s take this one day at a time, okay?”
“Whatever you need, baby,” I say. I kiss her shoulder again. “I’ll make sure you want me every day.” We lie in silence for a few minutes and I get a little nervous. Is she okay? Do we need to talk about this? “Ky?” I ask.
“Yeah?”
“Are you okay?”
She rolls onto her back and I prop my head up so I can look at her face. The sheet drapes across her belly, her gorgeous tits right there for me to see. I take her lack of modesty as a good sign. But her forehead is tight, a little groove forming between her eyebrows.
“I think so,” she says.
“You’re not sure?” I ask.
“I just…” She pauses, her eyes on the ceiling. “I didn’t expect this to happen. I’m not sure how it happened. I mean, it’s you. It’s us.”
“Are you glad?” I ask. Please say yes.
“Yes.” She smiles, and I breathe out a sigh of relief. “Yes, I’m glad. But … I didn’t know you wanted me like this.”
I raise my eyebrows. “Are you serious?”
“I had no idea,” she says. “No, I guess that isn’t true. I wondered. Sometimes the way you looked at me, or the things you said, made me think you might. But I figured you were just messing around, you know? I didn’t think you meant it.”
I touch her face, basking in the feel of her skin on my hand. “I meant it every single time.”
“That’s not possible,” she says.
“Why not?”
“You’ve been flirting with me since we were teenagers.”
“I’ve wanted you since we were teenagers,” I say.
Her lips part. I can’t wait to see those lips on my cock. The thought of it makes my dick stir.
“You have not,” she says.
“I have, I swear.” I lean down to kiss her, soft and sweet. She even tastes good first thing in the morning. “It’s always been you, Kylie.”
She stares at me again. “Why didn’t you ever tell me?”
I look away. It’s a good question. “I almost did, probably a thousand times. There was always something in the way. You were dating someone, or I was. And when we were both single, I don’t know … I didn’t want to screw it up. We had this boundary we couldn’t cross, and no matter how much I wanted to, I was afraid to risk it.”
“What made you risk it last night?”
“After I broke up with Aubrey, I decided I was going to be ready for you the next time. I didn’t care how long it took. If things ended with Derek, I would be there. I wasn’t going to let another chance slip by. Because if I did, the next guy might be the one who took you from me forever. I couldn’t let that happen.”
She turns into me, and I wrap her in my arms. I kiss the top of her head. I can’t wait to be inside her again, but more than anything, I’m just amazed that she’s here, lying in bed with me.
“Kylie?” I ask. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
She nods against my chest. “I’m more than okay.”
I smile and hold her tight. She’s soft and warm and delicious.
“So, what happens now?” she asks.
I nudge her onto her back and lean down to kiss her neck. I move down to her breasts and run my tongue across her nipple. I didn’t get enough of these last night.
“Right now,” I say, and lick her again. “We stay in bed. I’ll make you breakfast later if you’re hungry. But I want to savor you. I’ve been dreaming about this for years. I’m not finished yet.”
She shivers as I graze my teeth on the hard nub of her nipple. “But, Brax,” she says.
Her voice is too serious. I don’t like it. It sounds like worries. “Yeah?”
“What are we going to tell Selene?”