Page 58 of I Accidentally Summoned A Demon
He picked up the tea bag and turned it, chuckling as he read the words “stress relief”. “What’s wrong, kitten? Need some relief?” He dragged his fingers up her arm to her shoulder, leaving a trail of fire on her skin despite the sleeves of her dress shielding her.
“Everyone needs to relax.” Kat’s eyes shut as he traced his finger back down her arm. How could a simple touch make her breathless?
“I can help you relax.” Nex grabbed her hips and spun her. He lifted her onto the counter and stepped between her legs. Kat’s mouth fell open, but she made no move to get down. He held up the whipped cream can. “Sugar makes everything better.” Coating his finger with cream, he then held it in front of her lips. “Open.”
Maybe there should’ve been hesitation, but there wasn’t. She let him in. Nex had to stop himself from moaning at the sight of her lips wrapped around his finger, at the feel of her hot, wet mouth. His eyes darkened as her tongue swirled around. Her eyes dilated, her heart rate accelerated, and he could smell the sweet scent of her building arousal.
“You like that, kitten? Sucking my finger?”
Kat nodded. His finger slipped out and rubbed against her lower lip, intensifying her blush. More whipped cream applied, he brought his finger back to her lips. She didn’t need prompting this time. She opened her mouth, and his finger slid in. He waited until she stopped sucking, dragged his finger out, and returned his hands to the counter.
“You like that?” His eyes bored into hers in a way that had her needing to look away and yet, not wanting to. “Would you like it as much ifI was the one licking it off yourskin?”
Kat licked her lips, overwhelmed by a combination of sensations—a flutter of nervousness, a burn of excitement, an ache in her heart and body to be close to him. She gulped. “Maybe.”
He grabbed her jaw so she’d look at him. “What’d I say?” His darkened eyes demanded an answer. “I said, next time, I expected ayes. Would you like that, Katherine?”
Kat sucked her bottom lip into her mouth, biting down. The thought of his mouth on her . . . “Yes.”
Nex waited for her eyes to make their way back to his, desire evident. Another jolt of excitement ran through Kat as Nex tilted her head to the side and up. She inhaled sharply when he sprayed whipped cream on her jaw and neck, leaving a trail down to her collarbone. What had her breathing harder was when he dragged his tongue from her collarbone up her neck to her jaw, licking her skin clean, his mouth closing around parts of her neck that had her clamping her thighs together and fighting the urge to moan.
“It tastes so much fucking better coming off your skin.” He groaned, placing a wet kiss against her neck before lifting his head and cupping her face.
That eye contact. That stare. It held more power than she was ready for. He leaned closer, and she couldn’t stop herself from curling her hands around his forearms. Nex nipped at her lips and rested his forehead against hers, thumbs rubbing her heated cheeks. They stared at each other, panting breaths mingling.
This moment was different from the others. There was no underlying guise of lessons or mistletoe or sneaky friends pushing them together; it was just them. Alone. Alone and craving to be close. The point of no return. Every passing second they stared at one another in such close proximity left the room more suffocating, like the only source of air would come from contact. Like the only oxygen they could breathe was each other’s. Neither could take the tension any longer.
Kat’s arms wrapped around Nex’s neck, and his encircled her waist. Their lips colliding after the day of tension elicited a physical response, and Kat moaned. Hearing it drove Nex crazy, made him bolder. He slid his hands to her lower back, pulling her against him and making her whimper. His tongue slipped into her mouth, chasing after hers. Soft hands glided up his arms to the back of his head, knotting in the hair at the base of his neck.
Kat’s body told her what she wanted, and her thighs pressed against his hips, bringing him closer. Nex grasped the back of her knee and draped her leg around him. She let out another whimper in their kiss and wrapped her other leg around him.
“Fuck.” Nex groaned, breaking their kiss for a moment before pulling her into a firmer one. He gripped her ass and held her tight against the hardness straining at the front of his jeans, letting her feel the power she had over him. Kat gasped, and Nex traced his lips down her jaw to her neck. Moaning, she leaned her head back as he placed hot kisses against her skin.
“Kitten,” Nex purred, sliding one of his hands under the hem of her dress, “let me show you how it feels to be touched by someone who appreciates you. I promise it’s not unrealistic. I can make you feel so fucking good.”
Kat inhaled, that ache growing into a throb as he slid his hand up her dress.
He paused and lifted his head, nuzzling her nose with his. “Let me touch you. Let me make you feel good. I’ll replace that negative association.” He kissed her lips, his next words a whispered reassurance. “I’ll take care of you.”
Kat hesitated, nervous, yet there was no doubt her body longed to let his ascension up her leg continue. All day, she’d craved his touch, to be close to him. She couldn’t take it anymore. Anticipation fluttered through her body until she was nearly buzzing. She nodded. Nex grabbed the back of her head, kissing her while his hand slid to her inner thigh and up.
He didn’t touch her right away. Instead, he rubbed circles against her inner thigh, slowly moving closer and closer until Kat whimpered, her hips reaching for him. He cupped her through her underwear, causing Kat to gasp and break the kiss. She wasn’t expecting to feel so much with such little contact, but her body was on edge.
“So responsive, kitten,” Nex murmured, kissing her neck.
He rubbed her through her underwear. Gentle at first, then firmer. Kat panted, squeezing her eyes shut. The moisture of her excitement seeped through the fabric, and Nex groaned, moving it aside and sliding his finger along her wetness.
“Fuck, you’re so wet for me, kitten. I could slide into you so fucking easily.” He nipped her neck as his finger circled her clit, gaining a loud cry from Kat.
She gripped his shoulders, letting out delightful sounds that left Nex’s desire for her transforming into a necessity. Slowly, gently, he pushed a finger inside her, the sensation foreign and exciting to Kat. Every movement left her wanting more. Nex slid his finger in and out, and when her nails dug into his shoulders, he added a second. She moaned, and he thrust faster until he felt it, her clamping around him. Unfamiliar pressure built in her to the point she feared she might burst, but she’d only associated that sensation with one thing.
“Wait.” Kat clutched his hand, stopping the movement.
Nex frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“I think I have to go to the bathroom,” she whispered.
“You think? Or you don’t know what an orgasm feels like, and you panicked?”
