I’m clawing at the duvet, my toes curled in, my eyes closing, as I move my hips in rhythm with his tongue, and then…
“I’m coming!” I cry out, my hips lifting off the bed.
Kas pins me down with his hands, his tongue mercilessly licking at my clit, until I’m wrung dry and begging for him to stop because I can’t take any more.
I blink my heavy eyes open, seeing Kas lift up from me. He pushes himself upright and rocks back onto his heels.
His mouth glistens with me. Eyes still on me, he runs his tongue over his lips before pressing the back of his hand to his mouth.
It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. He’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
He looks so commanding up there, staring down at me with lust-filled black eyes.
“You taste better than I imagined,” he tells me in a gravelly voice.
“You imagined this?”
“Every damn night since the first day you stepped through my front door.”
“Well, you don’t need to imagine anymore. You can have me. I’m yours.”
I expect him to smile, but he doesn’t. His eyes just stay pinned to mine as his hand goes to his cock, and he starts stroking over it.
Okay, I take back what I said before. This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
He slowly jacks his hand up and down his cock, and I’m riveted.
I swallow roughly. “Is this what you did while imagining?”
“Yes.”
“And, in your imagination, what were you doing to me?”
“Fucking you hard while you screamed my name.”
Holy shit.
I think I just came again.
I love this side of him—confident and commanding. I wasn’t sure how things were going to be, but holy hell, Kas is full of surprises. Sexual surprises.
And I’m a lucky, lucky, girl.
Shivers erupt all over my skin, standing my hairs on end.
I drag my eyes up to his face and give him a cocky grin. “So, why are you all the way over there when you could be here”—I place my hand over myself—“fucking me hard and making me scream your name?”
I see his eyes flash, and then he’s on top of me. He grabs my hands and pins them over my head. His mouth is on mine, his erection pressed between my legs. I sigh against his lips.
This is what heaven feels like.
A sexy heaven. And a heaven I really want to be in. Or have his heaven inside me.
Jesus, Daisy, could you be any cornier right now?
His kisses are hot and dirty, and he’s practically fucking my mouth with his tongue.
Lifting my hips, I press myself against his cock, wanting his cock to be fucking me. At the angle, his cock slides between the lips of my pussy.
“Fuck,” he chokes out. “I can’t wait any longer. I need to be inside you.”
I press my hand to his cheek. “I don’t want you to wait. I need you, baby.”
His eyes flare at my endearment. Then, he’s moving away, off of me.
“Where are you going?” I stop him with my hand on his arm.
“Just getting a condom.”
“You have some?” I lift a brow.
His cheeks redden. “I bought some when you and I…” He meets my gaze head-on. “I wasn’t being presumptuous. Just…hopeful.”
His lips lift into a boyish grin, and I giggle.
Then, I hesitate, biting my lip. “I have the contraceptive implant. I had it done two years ago. It lasts for three years in total. I haven’t had sex for nearly two years. I’m clean. I’d used condoms before, but after, I got checked. So, you don’t have to use one, if you don’t want to. But I understand if you do.”
His gaze softens on me.
“I trust you.” He brushes his lips over mine. “And I’m clean, as you’ve probably guessed.”
“So, we’re going to—”
“Yeah, baby, we are.”
He moves his hand between our bodies and lines his cock up with my entrance, pushing against me. Then, he takes ahold of my hands, fingers linking with mine, pressing them into the pillow. Our eyes locked, he applies more pressure and slowly starts to push inside me.
“Oh God,” I breathe as he stretches and fills me.
His features are stretched, tightening, and his jaw is clenched so hard that it might shatter.
Then, when he’s all the way inside to the hilt, he pauses. He squeezes his eyes shut, like he’s in pain, and I worry that this is too hard for him, that bad memories are invading and taking over. He brings his face down and rests his forehead against mine, breathing deeply.
I need him to move so badly, but I need him to be okay more.
I squeeze my fingers around his. “Kas,” I breathe.
His eyes open. I search his gaze, looking for anything to tell me that he’s okay.
“I’m not going to last. It’s been too long, and you feel too fucking good. I daren’t move.”
I laugh with relief.
His brows draw together.
And I’m quick to say, “I’m not laughing because of that. I’m relieved. I thought that maybe you were…struggling…” I allude.
Understanding flashes through his eyes. “I’m struggling not to come because you’re so fucking amazing.”
My smile widens. “I want you—whether it’s for two seconds—”
“I can last longer than two seconds,” he growls. “Give me some fucking credit.”
“You know what I meant. And stop arguing with me when you’re inside me.” I lift my face to his, softly pressing my lips over his. “Just move, Kas. Be with me, for however long that is. Then, be with me again. And again. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”