Page 55 of Kai
She gasped and arched into my hold, delivering even more of her hot flesh to my palm. Gorging on her mouth, I rolled my thumb around her nipple, making my circles smaller at each pass. Her soft skin contracted under my touch. When she moaned, I trapped a growl in my throat.
The curve of her back jolted into a deeper arch when I caught one of her pebbled buds between my fingers, pulling and twisting until she whispered a plea. Her ass tensed beneath my other hand. Her hips tilted against my body, and her groin rubbed against my erection in a blatant attempt to seduce me.
She didn’t need to seduce me. It was already done. I knew what she wanted. I needed the same. Fighting the impulse to bury my dick in her, I clung to my wits, but only barely.
This was important to me.Shewas important to me.I found myself hoping that this could work between us, that theconnection that existed between us was true instead of fickle and cruel. Maybe she could be what I was missing in my life, and perhaps I could be what she needed, what she wanted.
I kept my fingers working, moving my hand from one breast to the other, pinching and brushing her nipples while drinking her sighs and moans. The sounds of her need drove me wild. My dick wanted in on the action, but I held back. I told myself that Cece was no trivial matter to me. She could be my destiny, and I could be her fate. Most importantly, she was someone who deserved pleasure and care. I had to earn her trust.
Is that the truth, Marine?Or is this only part of the truth?
My feelings were fucked up and complicated, but I refused to stop to sort them out. I’d spent a lifetime doing that. They should be sorted out by now. Kissing Cece and caressing her body seemed to be the best antidote against the memories.
As I continued to worship Cece’s mouth and breasts, I walked her back slowly, until we reached the tilted boulder that was my destination. I braced her against the rock even as I brushed my other hand down the front of her body, slowly, to make sure she wanted this.
She didn’t balk when I turned my wrist, glided my fingers past her waistband, and slid my hand in her panties. She leaned back for me, scooted her feet apart and separated her thighs, wanting my touch. My dick reacted with a yank that left me throbbing.
Slowly, my fingertips raked through the coarse hair topping her mons. I curled my hand between her legs and followed the track of her heat until my palm met her sex. Her pussy swelled in my hold, moistening my skin with her juices. She felt like a sponge in my hand—soft, heavy, and engorged, a true measure of the need that shook us both.
“Oh, Kai,” she whispered in a soft voice that caressed my senses and stroked my dick without even touching it.
She closed her eyes and lifted her face to the sky, exposing the delicate skin of her neck to my mouth. I slid my lips down her throat, licking and nibbling as I went. She tilted her hips back before she rocked them forward again, sliding her pussy over my hand, leaving behind a trail of liquid need.
“Fuck, but you’re wet.” A wave of sexual need flooded my system. It threatened to explode at the bottom of my spine. I almost came in my swimsuit. I clenched everywhere to stop the flood.Not yet. Not until the time was right.
“I’m…” she rasped. “I need…”
Sliding my palm back and forth, I stroked the moist flesh between her folds. “I’m gonna give it to you, sweetheart. I promise.”
Going by touch, I spread my fingers at either side of her folds, and pinning them aside, ran my middle fingers between her inner lips. She took a sharp inhale, her entire body quaking like a leaf in the wind. She was soft and plump, silk and oil. With her knees spread, her nipple hard between my fingers, and her pussy dripping in my hand, she was so tempting, so fucking fuckable. I wanted to thrust in her and unload the heft weighing down my balls.
Instead, I clamped down on my teeth, added another finger to my blind journey, and skated on her moisture.
“Oh, God!” She undulated her hips like a siren.
“That’s it,” I hissed, my voice raw. “Ride my hand. You’re gonna come so hard.”
Following up on my promise, sliding my fingers through the wet space between her legs, I rubbed my thumb around her clit. She whimpered. My dick responded with another yank that almost left me cross-eyed. I brushed my thumb over her clit and scraped my other thumb over her taut nipple. The sound shemade shook her whole body and could’ve been a sob of relief or wild need.
“Oh, yeah,” she whispered. “Right there.”
I circled her stout clit slowly, brushed and strummed it, watching her move with me. Eyes closed, body arched, she reacted to my touch with winces and gasps, with murmured pleas and small cries.
Marveling at her sensitivity, I continued to play with her clit and pressed another finger into her slick opening. The response was immediate. Her tight little door contracted before it yielded, welcoming my fingers.
“Good?” I whispered.
“So good,” she rasped, pressing down on my hand.
“Don’t be shy,” I whispered in her ear, deepening my reach. “Ride my fingers.”
She pressed down, moaning as my flesh sank deeper into her wet channel. Her hips rolled. Her walls squeezed around my fingers with a firm grip I craved around my dick. I seized her mouth and kissed the breath out of her. Sliding my knees between her legs, I braced my feet apart and pushed her thighs as wide as her leggings would allow.
I coiled one arm around Cece’s shoulder, and cradling the back of her head in my hand, held her in place. Gliding in her juices, I pumped my fingers and curled the ends, exploring to find the right spot. She kept moving against me, keening in crescendo, chasing her pleasure.
“Kai, I…” Her eyes flew open. Her dilated pupils gave her a wild look.
“You’re ready.” She was so close now.
