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Even in my state of exhaustion, as he trailed the washcloth over my body with confident but gentle hands, his touch had been titillating. My clit had perked up, and my nipples reacted to his touch. I’d craved his fingers on my skin, preferably inside my pussy.
It was shocking, but in my delirium, I imagined that, below the grid of his stomach, his groin swelled with the erection of my dreams. How would it feel pumping in my mouth or thrusting in my pussy?
Divine, I guessed from my bed.Full, firm, and solid,like the rest of him.
Cece Astor!I admonished myself.Your dreams belong to a slut.
Well, yeah, the rebel in me shot back.Something wrong with that?
Growing up, I’d kept my sex life simple and my bed partners at a distance. No need to keep them close, since they never rang my bell. I took care of myself.
But Kai’s sudden appearance in my life had jolted my sexual instincts. Under the covers, I found myself stark naked.Convenient. I dropped my hand and rubbed my fingers around my clit. My little bundle was usually an underperformer, but today it was hard as a pearl and swollen with need. I craved a “manual override,” as my sister Affie used to call it.
I massaged it until my hips rolled and my clit bubbled with sensations. My body came online, and my need built. It’d been too long since I’d last taken care of myself.
I closed my eyes. Replaying the shower scene in my head, I kept touching myself, pretending I’d seduced Kai and things had gotten out of hand. In my vision, he was naked, soapy, and slippery, pumping in and out of me in a way that made me feel alive.
“Oh, yeah,” I murmured.
Stroking myself, I wanted his hard flesh, and yet my sex squeezed around air.Get in my pussy, I pleaded in my head. I needed his dick inside me, like, right now.
I dipped a finger or two and fantasized my flesh was his dick. Thrusting my digits, I imagined it was his flesh sliding inside of me. My fingers were a poor substitute, but my need was urgent. In my imagination, I exaggerated his size and power, but what the hell. This wasmyfantasy. Nobody needed to know.
My sex pulsed with promise. My walls contracted around my fingers. I was close, but before I could get myself off, I remembered something else. After the shower, Kai had put me to bed.
I don’t know what annoyed me the most, that he’d seen me naked and perhaps found me unappealing; that fiercely independent and self-sufficient me had been consumed with exhaustion and useless; or that I hadn’t been able to seize the moment and get him inside of me. Not that I’d expected him to drive me to paradise, but it would’ve been nice to give my neglected sex life a little oomph.
You’re flirting with disaster, Astor.My logic piped up.He’s on a mission to get you home. He’s not looking at you inthatway. Your sisters are in danger, and those mercs want you dead. What the fuck are you doing fantasizing about a man?
My logical mind wasn’t wrong. I wasn’t the fuckable type, anyway.
The thought killed my once promising orgasm. My body went numb, and my swollen parts deflated. I bit down on a string of curses. I was supposed to be the smart one, and yet I must’ve come across like a total moron last night. Forgetting my stupid fantasies, I stared up at the paneled ceiling and groaned. In my head, I did the walk of shame. Hell, I might as well. Under the sheets, I was already naked and ready for it.
“Food’s almost ready.” Kai’s cheerful voice startled me,drifting from somewhere above.
How the hell did he know I was awake?
“I heard you squirming in bed,” he said, as if he’d read my thoughts.
Fuck. Had he heard me trying to get off, too?
Impossible. I hadn’t moaned aloud. Had I?
“I also noticed when you stopped snoring,” his voice came again.
“I don’t snore!” I called out indignantly.
“You do now,” he announced, his voice bright with mirth. “Quiet little snores. They’re adorable.”
Adorable?
I rolled my eyes. There was a word no one ever used to describe me or anything I did.
“I bet you’re starving,” he said. “I know I am.”
The growl in my stomach agreed with him. But how was I supposed to go up there when I was still wet and aroused and wearing nothing but my skin?
“You’ll find some clothes in the wardrobe.” The instructions from above were beginning to annoy me, even if I needed them to drag my ass out of bed. “Your sisters packed a bag for you. I also laid out some new toiletries in the bathroom. Your sisters forgot to pack a hairbrush, so I lent you mine. You need it.”
