Page 21 of Affinity

Enveloped in her coconut cocoon, his arms wrapped around her and slid beneath the silk to caress the smooth warm skin on her back. Jesse held her against him while their tongues danced urgently together. He wanted her, all of her, so badly he couldn’t breathe.

His hands slid over the silk and through her hair to hold her face. He softened their kiss, tender and sweet, while he skimmed his thumbs back and forth along her jaw. Softly, he murmured against her lips, “There are things I have to tell you, things you need to know…”

Chloe clutched the hair at his nape. He felt the tug of her fingers with every panting breath. “You already told me what I needed to know…”

But he hadn’t and he needed to. Why was this so difficult? He couldn’t get the words out that Chloe needed to hear while her plush bottom wiggled on his lap and her plump breasts were pressed against his chest. She was kissing his neck and she smelled so damn good. His dick was aching to get out of his pants and inside her.

“…I want you too. So much.”

That was all he needed to hear. All his good intentions flew out the window.

Jesse stood with Chloe in his arms. She wrapped herself around him as he carried her into the bedroom. He gently laid her on the bed and gazed in awe at the exquisitely beautiful girl who wanted him. And in that moment it was all he could think of. She deserved the world and he wanted nothing more than to give it to her.

Light from the lamppost outside filtered through the filmy drapes that covered the window across the bed. Dark silk on white sheets. Long hair splayed over her pillow. Jesse noticed the rapid rise and fall of her chest as Chloe gazed up at him. Her eyes glittered in the dark. He took the wallet out of his back pocket and placed it on her bedside table, then reached behind him and pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it to the floor.

“Are you sure, Riosin?”

Please say yes.

“I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”

He thought that answer was even better and popped the button on his black slacks. Jesse let them fall to his feet, stepped out of them, and knelt beside her on her bed. Her pulse bounded beneath his fingertips as he traced over her neck and across her collarbone to her bare shoulders. So soft. The silk straps slid down her arms as he lowered his body onto hers and their lips met.

Jesse kissed her slow and soft and sweet. He was going to make love to Chloe for the first time and he wanted this moment to last. He wanted to take his time pleasuring her and make her come for him over and over again. His lips lingered as he trailed soft sensual kisses down her neck. His fingertips memorized her skin.

Chloe’s fingers were tangled in his hair, holding onto his shoulders. A soft breathy moan could be heard with each exhale. Jesse pushed the silk fabric down her body, revealing her breasts to him.

“So perfect and so beautiful,” he whispered.

They looked at each other as his hands lightly moved over her abdomen to reach her breasts and squeeze them in his palms. She gasped and Jesse held her tight to his chest, kissing the sensitive skin at the curve of her neck. Her hand dropped from his shoulder. His lips left her neck to lick and suckle a cherry-pink nipple and her breathy moans became a little louder, her breathing more erratic.

His hand swept down her arm to find her hand inside her silk boy shorts. Jesse pulled it away and brought it to his mouth. He sucked the sweet essence of Chloe from her fingers, savoring this small taste of her. He wanted more.

He kissed her lips, her nipple, then placed her leg over his shoulder to kiss the soft tender skin of her inner thigh while he traced the lips of her pussy over the silk with the tips of his fingers. His mouth followed, kissing the spot where her clit lay hidden beneath. He pulled the fabric to the side and found it with his tongue. With every flick over her clit, her breathing turned shallow and rapid, her exhaled moans a song.

That’s it, baby. Sing for me.

With the flat of his tongue, Jesse slowly swiped up and down her slit, taking all the sweet nectar she offered him. He latched onto her clit and suckled it like a teat while he inserted two fingers inside her. The hot wet walls of her pussy clenched down on his fingers. He wished it was his cock. Soon it would be. Her thighs quaked and the song she sang abruptly ceased with a raspy intake of breath that she held, suspended, as the orgasm ripped through her.

Still, he wanted to give her more. He left a lingering kiss on her clit. As he lowered the navy-blue silk down her legs he softly murmured, “Let’s take these off.”

Chloe rubbed his back and shoulders. His boxers joined her shorts on the floor. Soft fingers circled his throbbing dick and squeezed. He groaned and reached for her pussy. Cupping her mound, he lowered her onto the mattress. With his arm across her tummy he held her back to his chest.

With his face nuzzled into her neck, Jesse breathed her in deep and tasted her skin. There was no turning back now. He had this consuming need to be inside her, because he just knew, with Chloe, he would finally feel complete. They would be complete. Whole. She held onto his arm and his neck to keep him close. He loved that. He loved her.

And he loved him.

Most people wouldn’t understand it. How could he love more than one person that way at the same time? Maybe his heart was just too damn big, because his capacity to love them both was limitless.

He blindly felt for his wallet on the night table behind him and retrieved the strip of condoms tucked inside. With practiced ease, he tore the wrapper open with his teeth and swiftly sheathed his aching dick. Jesse parted Chloe’s thighs with his knee while his fingers parted her slick folds. Hot. Wet. All for him. Gathering her hair in one hand he penetrated her with his finger and slowly rubbed up and down over her swollen clit. She made that beautiful sound again and raised her hips, seeking more.

“Jesse,” she breathed.

He lifted his head from the neck he’d been kissing. It might be his favorite part of her. His face fit in the curve of it so perfectly, and the sensitive skin there was just so delicious, but then every part of his little rose was. Her honeyed cunt. Her ripe cherry nipples. He twisted one between his fingers.

“Please.”

He penetrated her with two fingers and groaned, “Mm. Please what, baby?”

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