Page 53 of The Pacifist
“No. It makes sense to try new things with someone you feel safe with.”
Her brow lowered. “You know I wouldn’t do it if I weren’t attracted to you, right?”
The hand squeezing my lungs eased a bit.
“Would you…” Her cheeks flamed up. “I mean you don’t have to of course, but that kiss in the book made me curious. I’m always impeccable with my oral hygiene and I used a tooth cleaner, but if you think it’s gross…”
A smile grew on my lips. “You want to kiss again?”
“Yes, but like they did in the book.”
“With tongue?”
She was holding her breath and was flushed with embarrassment. “Maybe it’s a bad idea to…”
I didn’t let her finish before I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers. She made a sound of surprise from my sudden movement but I was determined to show her that I could offer her passion.
All my life I’d been raised to be altruistic and always put others first, but in that moment none of that mattered. Maybe making out with me would only complicate things for Mila. Maybe the right thing to do would be to discuss it with her some more. But I did none of that. For once in my life, I gave in to my own desires and poured all my fear of losing her into my kiss.
When Mila’s hand nuzzled my neck and her lips parted a little, I ran my tongue over her upper lip as an invitation for her to come play. The feeling of her tongue meeting mine sent an electric current from the top of my scalp all the way down to my toes. We circled our tongues and explored like travelers finding new territory.
Her sweet little sounds of pleasure made my hard erection twitch in my briefs.
Mila asked for this.The thought gave me the courage to lift the comforter and roll on top of her – my kissing growing bolder and more demanding, my fingers weaving into her long hair and my belly button pressing down on her pelvis.
She spread her legs and kept kissing me. The sensation of kissing her while rubbing myself against the mattress should have been enough but I still moved upward, matching my crotch with hers. Mila moaned into my mouth and it made the blood in my veins heat up in a way I’d never experienced before.
“My North Star,” I whispered and gently bit her lower lip while grinding against her. This was more than she had asked for but I couldn’t get enough of her. My hand found its way to her waist, moving under her shirt and caressing her soft skin.
“You can touch them if you want to,” she whispered and without her specifying, I understood what she was talking about.
Wanting to be sure I didn’t misread her, I kept looking straight into her eyes as I slowly pushed her soft shirt up to her collarbone. Nudity wasn’t a big thing for us Motlanders, but this was different. Hundreds of Nmen would soon be fighting for her. Some of them would potentially end up giving their lives to be in the position I was in now.
My hands shook a little when I touched her firm breasts. “You’re so beautiful, Milove.”
She giggled a little. “Stop staring.”
That was easier said than done. “It’s like showing me a breathtaking piece of art and telling me not to look.”
“You’re making me shy.” With her hand behind my neck, Mila pulled me in for another kiss, this time nibbling at my upper lip in a playful manner that made my breathing go shallow and my stomach tense up with a raw desire unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
“Mila,” I groaned and didn’t even care that I sounded like a horny romantic.
Mila’s breathing changed too as we kept kissing and touching each other. I got goosebumps when her hands explored my body.
“Jonah, this feels so good,” she moaned and followed the rhythm of my grinding against her.
“Yeah?” I pressed my crotch against her hard and whispered in her ear. “Then imagine what it would feel like without underwear.”
She leaned her head back and let her hands slide down to put pressure on the top of my behind as if silently asking me to grind harder.
I complied and imitated what I’d seen in the sex club. Our sounds and movements were identical to people having intercourse but our clothing created a barrier between us.
At first I didn’t understand what Mila was trying to do, but then I felt her push my briefs down while at the same time licking my jawline and rotating her hips under me.
Despite my brain’s trying to get my attention, my fingers hooked inside her panties and I pushed them down. Mila raised her behind to make it easier and a second later, I was back between her legs grinding against her.
My eyes almost rolled back in my head at the feeling of her warm skin against the top of my cock.
