Page 91 of Just One Season
I’m floating with his touch, but I want more. I want everything.
He swoops me up and locks my legs around his waist.
“You deserve a bed, Lucy.” So he backs me up into his cottage and slides the door shut with one hand, then lowers my feet onto the floor. “We need to get out of these clothes so the bed doesn’t get soaked.”
I raise my eyebrows at him, and he has such a wicked look in his eyes that my body practically explodes on the spot. He disappears for a second and returns to toss a condom on the nightstand.
Kellen pushes my bikini bottoms down while keeping intense eye contact. I want him to touch me, but instead, he slowly picks at the back of my top, pulling the tie loose and nudging the fabric off my shoulders until I’m standing in front of him naked.
After he pushes his bathing suit down—holy hell—he lets his eyes roam my body. Then he gently backs me up until the bed hits the back of my knees, and he’s scooping me up and laying me down on the scratchy comforter. He leans down and places light kisses on the inside of my thighs, creeping his mouth closer and closer to my core.
I throw my head back and breathe out as his mouth finds my center. He wastes no time exploring with his tongue, pausing only to pull me down further to him.
“You’re so good at this,” I whisper. My mind is at odds with my body. This is exactly what I want. What I need. But it’s more than that.
It feelsright.
Kellen moans and wraps his arms around my thighs, resting them on his shoulders.
“Oh god, Kellen.” I bury my hands in my hair as my orgasm builds with him buried in between my thighs. The world turnsblack around me, and I ride on intense pleasurable waves. He stays between my legs until my shoulders fall and all the tension releases from my body.
I collapse back onto the bed, my legs jelly, my heart racing. Kellen climbs up and lays next to me.
“Kellen?”
He turns his head to me. “Yeah, Lucy?”
“That was amazing.”
“You’re amazing.”
My heart skips a beat.
Why is this so confusing? First we tell each other we like each other, now he tells me I’m amazing?
We’re just banging this out. Not starting a whole thing. But I can’t bring myself to say that to him, because the way he’s looking at me hints toward it not being that simple.
“Hey,” he says. I turn my head to look at him, my breathing slowing down.
“Hey.” I bite my lip. Kellen’s eyes are still hooded with desire. I run my hand down his chest and abdomen, and he breathes in sharply when I wrap my hand around his length.
“Lucy,” he says. I wait for him to continue, but he doesn’t. He just reaches next to him to grab the condom, nudging my hand aside and gently crawling on top of me.
He pushes inside me slowly, keeping eye contact, looking at me like I’m more than just a quick lay. It’s too much for my soul to take, and I shut my eyes as he fills me.
This is supposed to be just physical, so I thrust against him and concentrate on the rhythmic movement between us, in sync and like we’re one and the same person. We come together moments later. I chuckle and stare wide-eyed at the ceiling. Some kind of euphoria fills me, and I want to laugh and dance around the room.
“What?”
“I can’t believe we did that.” I shut my eyes and let the warm feelings envelop me. Purely physical feelings, of course. Not warmfrom the inside. Not warm at having done this with Kellen specifically.
“I can,” he says. I turn my head and Kellen’s staring at me. “I’ve wanted to do that for a while now.”
“Really?”
“Really,” he says. “And I’d like to do it again in a little bit.”
Kellen reaches over and takes my hand, weaving my fingers with his. It takes my breath away just a little. We lay on our backs like that for a while, until our heartbeats are more in control.
