Page 104 of Going Home

Felicity presses her hands against the wall and feels the edge of the curtains. Normally, she'd focus on what she touches, but Ky's pleas force her to focus on his touches instead. The way he scissors her clit between his fingers. How his mouth on her neck feels. Her chest heaves as the orgasm builds within her, and she refuses to let any thoughts enter her mind. Only the sensations he provides.

"Ky," she moans. "Oh God, Ky, I'm coming!"

His teeth nibble at her neck as she cries out, her body jolting and fingers curling around the curtain. "You have no idea how sexy you look right now."

When he shifts, she feels his erection, and she smirks. "Release my hands?"

The silk scarf they used quickly comes off, and his hands touch her face, but she stops him. "You don't want me to take this off?"

"I want to touch you," she whispers. "Not because I don't trust you but because I want to feel you. Take me again, Ky. Love me."

Her husband needs no additional coaxing, and he shifts between her legs, sliding into her with ease. "How do you want it, baby?"

"You decide," she whispers and cups his face. Pulling it to hers, she kisses him. "I just want you to love me."

"Fuck," he groans and hikes her leg up over his hip.

Her hands roam his body as they kiss and thrust, alternating between fast and slow. Trust. She finally fully and completely trusts Ky. She knows she does tonight, and her acceptance allows her to let go. Everything holding her back disappears.

"Ky," she pants, her lips grazing his. "Oh, fuck!"

The orgasm hits harder than any she's had recently, and if she wasn't wearing the blindfold, she knows her vision would still fade to black. Stars. Explosions.

"Baby!" he cries and fills her again, his hips thrusting hard and slow as he comes. "Jesus, you could've cut off my circulation with those pussy clenches."

Words. She has none. Her brain completely stopped working, and she just lies there as her body tingles.

"Baby?" Ky asks, worry in his one as he frantically slides off her blindfold. "Felicity? Talk to me. What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"I'm good," she mumbles, her limbs heavy. "I think that was the... Fuck."

His eyes search hers. "What? Talk to me. What does that mean?"

Laughing, she finally moves her arms and reaches up to cup his face. "That was the most intense orgasm of my fucking life, baby. I can't feel my legs right now, and it's amazing."

Ky sighs and collapses next to her, pulling her against him. "You're never that quiet. You scared the shit out of me."

"I trust you. You know that, right? I trust you with everything I am."

"I do now," he says and chuckles.

They lie together, and she closes her eyes to sleep before realizing she hasn't heard from Gracie. "I have to find my phone," she says and begrudgingly pulls herself away from Ky.

"No, you don't," he says and tries to pull her back.

"Gracie texts me. She's with her friend for a sleepover, but she's had some questions lately with the pregnancy."

Getting up, he helps her search the room, but her phone isn't anywhere. "Did you leave it in your car?"

"Shit, I did. I was charging it. I'll go grab it."

"I can get it for you," he says, grabbing his jeans.

Her hand stops him. "No, I'll get it. I'll be fine. Why don't we walk out to the main room together, I'll go get the phone, and then we'll hang out with the others for a bit before coming back in here to let you fuck me senseless again."

"Are you sure?"

Things have been a little uncomfortable since Felicity's confrontations with Ky and Lex. They may have forgiven her, but not everyone feels the same way. She did this, and she knows she needs to pay the piper. Take her beatings. Whatever.

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