Slowly, I withdrew my fingers, and licked them clean of her wetness. Her pupils were dilated, clearly aroused by me tasting her.
“You good?” I asked, standing from the bed. I removed my briefs, and palmed my hard cock in my hands. Kennedy sat up on her elbows, legs spread, and I thought I’d never seen anything so bewitching.
“More than good,” was her reply.
I started to reach for a condom in my bedside drawer, but Kennedy stopped me. She kneeled on the bed in front of me, and gave me her shy smile. “I want to feel you.” Her voice was so soft I’d almost missed what she said. “I get a shot every three months, and I got my last one was two weeks ago, so we’re safe.”
I’d never, and I mean never gone bareback before. I was strict about using protection, not only to prevent an unwanted pregnancy, but also to prevent any kind of STD.
“Are you sure? I’ve never…”
“I’m sure,” she replied. “I’ve been dying to know what your apa feels like without a condom.”
I knew she liked my apa, and I was eager to have her feel it with nothing between us.
“Turn around,” I instructed. “Get on your knees, and keep your ass in the air.”
I kneeled behind her, spreading her knees wider, and rubbed the head of my cock against her opening. I swallowed the groan bubbling in my throat from the feel of us, skin-on-skin.
Holding her hips, I gently guided myself inside her until she’d taken all of me. My breathing hitched, and I shut my eyes as I got used to the feel of us like this. Bare. Unbridled.
“Dane, please…”
Kennedy’s plea snapped me out of my stupor, and I started moving, slipping out, and then slipping back in. My hips started thrusting harder, and after a few minutes, the sound of Kennedy’s whimpers, and my slick skin hitting the back of her thighs filled the room.
“God,” I moaned. “You look fucking hot like this, Kitten. Your pussy is greedy.”
“You have a dirty mouth.” Kennedy chuckled, but it turned into a whimper when I slapped her butt cheek.
“Get onto your elbows,” I said. She obeyed, and I lifted her feet to my sides.
“Ohhhhh, that’s deep….”
“Yeah?” I huffed. “How’s this?”
I bent my knees a little more, and thrust up in one hard motion. The tip of my cock hit her g-spot, and I strained not to come before she did. My muscles trembled from the effort it took to hold back my release.
Kennedy clutched at my sheets, and cried out. “Ohhh fuuu…” Her words trailed off, and I felt her squeeze. She was close, and I wasn’t far behind. I dropped her feet back onto the bed, and leaned over her. I repositioned my legs, and with my arm around her waist, I lifted Kenned so that she was straddling me from behind. She held onto my thighs as I started lifting us up and down. I bit her shoulder, and then lapped up the taste of her salty skin.
“Harder, Dane, I’m right there.”
My free hand slid down between her legs, and I rubbed her clit with a few deft strokes until her body tensed and tightened around me.
Kennedy let out the sexiest moan as she came, and I pushed into her as hard as I could before I let go. I was marking my mate, and the visceral affect rattled me. Our bodies shook, and we came down from the unreal high together. She didn’t move, and I wanted to stay inside her forever, but I felt our joint wetness trailing down my thigh. Just like I’d marked her, she was somehow marking me too.
“Oh shit,” she looked down, “we’re sticky.”
I chuckled at the tone of her voice, liking that she was so new to a lot of this. I couldn’t wait to show her more.
I gently lifted her off my lap, and handed her my discarded t-shirt before heading into the bathroom. I got her a washcloth, and went back to clean her up. Her leg twitched when I wiped her clean.
“Sore?”
She shook her head, and blushed. “Sensitive.”
I threw the washcloth into the hamper next to my door, and pulled on my briefs. She’d started to get up when I climbed into bed.
“Where are you going?”
“I was going to leave, but - ”
“You’re not going anywhere,” I said. I lifted the sheets, and opened my arm. She slipped back in beside me, and put her head in the crook of my arm. I lifted one of her legs over mine, and curled her into my side. We fell asleep, and I remember thinking I never wanted her to leave my bed. Ever.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Kennedy
WARM, SLIGHTLY CALLOUSED hands trailed around my waist and down my stomach, rousing me from sleep. I sighed, opening one eye, and welcomed the warmth of the hot body behind me.
“You stayed the night again,” I murmured tiredly. The sun peeked through my curtains, and I surmised it must have been past eight in the morning. Dane chuckled, and his chest vibrated against my back. “You wore me out. I didn’t have enough energy to leave.”