Page 59 of Until Tomorrow Comes
“Holy shit.” Kat whispers.
“You did so good.”
She curls into me, nuzzling her head into my chest.
“Are you okay?” I question softly, needing to check where her head is at. She nods against me, a contented sigh escaping.
“I’m more than okay. I’ve never… that was…” Kat pulls her head back and blinks up at me. “If that’s what orgasms feel like then I definitely want more.”
I chuckle, kissing her forehead and holding her to me.
“I think that can be arranged.”
She curls into me only for a second before pushing away slightly. I’m about to ask her what she’s doing when her hand wraps around my cock over my boxers. She strokes up my length slowly and I almost get lost in the feel of her gripping me.
Finding my last remaining brain cell, I reach between us, gently grabbing her wrist and holding her in place.
Tilting her head back, she looks at me with a frown.
“Why are you stopping me?”
Carefully tugging her hand up to my lips, I place a gentle kiss on her knuckles.
“Because right now isn’t about me.”
“But I want to return the favor.”
I smile softly down at her, marveling at her beauty even as she frowns at me.
“Sex isn’t about favors or tit-for-tats. Watching you get off, seeing you so gloriously undone,thatis reward enough. Orgasms aren’t trading cards and they’re not a give and take.” I turn my finger over her chest. “I could make you cum three times and not even finish myself and I would still be satisfied.”
I catch her gaze, smirking as she processes my words.
“Plus, like you learned a while back, I can just take care of myself later in the shower.”
Her eyes practically pop out of her skull before she buries her face into my chest.
“Oh my god! I didn’t think you knew!” She groans. I laugh, dipping my head down to kiss the top of her head again.
“Oh I knew, Kitten. And let me ask you this,” I pause, pulling back and forcing her to meet my gaze. “How did watchingmemake you feel?”
She opens her mouth once before snapping it shut. Closing her eyes, she sighs, rolling onto her back as she answers.
“Like I needed an ice-cold shower.”
I close the distance between us back up and lean in to whisper in her ear,
“I was thinking about you, ya know. When I finished, it was because all I could think about was, and still is, fucking you.”
She looks at me with a half-lidded gaze.
“Then why aren’t you? Fucking me, I mean.”
I chuckle, bending down to nip her earlobe.
“Because like I said earlier, Kitten, that can be arranged. But there’s plenty of time for that later. Right now, however,” I push back, kneeling back between her thighs and spreading her legs open. “You’re going to make yourself cum again.”
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