Page 206 of Wild Like Us
He pumps in a new mind-numbing rhythm.
I cry out again. “I…I can’t…”
“Can’t what?” Akara breathes.
You know what, Kits!
“Please,” I cry, “I want to…”
I can feel Banks smiling behind me. “The mermaid is lost for words.” His voice is so husky that I feel myself become more soaked.
Akara bites down as arousal pummels him. His chest rises and falls heavier. He’s in me, so he must’ve felt the stimulated rush. His eyes reach mine as he speaks to Banks. “I want to hear her say it.”
I can barely catch my breath.I want to say it. I love a good challenge.
Banks tells him, “Should’ve known you’d be bossy in bed.”
“A boss in life…” I breathe out. “A boss in bed.”
Akara gives me a look. “You could say that but notI want to come.” He looks over my shoulder to Banks. “She must not want to come.”
“Must not.”
“Hardy-har-ha—”
My voice catches as Banks touches my sensitive clit. Akara drinks us in for a second before he eases fully into me again. “Sulli—”
“I want to come,” I say hurriedly, my voice carrying loudly. “Fuckpleaseplease.”
His pace quickens. So does Banks’. They work me over until I’m water. Flowing with them and the pleasure that builds between us. Banks kisses me, and Akara makes love to me.
As I gasp on breath, shuddering in overwhelmed rip tides, I wonder how I can ever lose the closeness that I feel with them after this.
Their hands are voracious but caring. Bodies soulful against mine as emotion spools around us, a current to each breath, each strong heartbeat.
Fullness. Friction. Feelings all light me up in ways I’ve never experienced. Until I’m riding my orgasm to the summit.
I cry into pure bliss.Oh fuck!
Akara’s breathing heavies, he groans as he comes, pumping a couple more times before sliding out and gently resting my leg down. Banks eases my thigh to the tub too.
As I relax from that high, I watch as Akara removes the condom, ties it off, and leans over the tub, putting the thing on the tiles. Banks unplugs the drain again. And I realize the water is a slight pink.
“You popped my cherry,” I joke to Akara.
His smile plays across his lips. “You okay? Anything hurt?”
I see how they both assess me. As their eyes peruse me, it’s obvious they’re making sure I’m emotionally and physically okay. And I almost get teary-eyed because Ilovehow much they care about me.
This has been even better than I dreamed. I even love the awkward beginning where I didn’t understand the tub drainage.
I’m not trying to act like it’s my millionth intimate experience. It feels like my first time.
“Nothing hurts,” I breathe. “I just feel full inside.”
Even if he’s not in me anymore, that feeling hasn’t waned. Carefully, I rise to my feet, then I rotate before sitting back down in the tub.
This time, my back is to Akara.
