Page 45 of Shame

He gives me another cocky grin.

“Very real. I just made you come, remember?”

“Don’t think I’ll ever forget it,” I murmur.

“Take that off,” he says, gesturing to my clothes as he undoes the fly on his jeans. I get to my feet and tug my dress over myhead to toss it away. He sits on the edge of the bed to unlace his boots, then kicks them off. When he sits up, about to stand up, I straddle him, and he doesn’t go anywhere. I grip his face, kissing him hard, tasting me on his lips. His hands find my waist, holding me tightly. Then they slide to my ass, pulling me into him, and I feel his dick pulse between my legs as I grind against him. He’s huge! Which shouldn’t be surprising because all of him is huge; why would his dick be any different?

His hands go up my back and he undoes my bra, dropping it to the floor as his mouth makes its way down my chest. He latches onto my nipple, sucking and flicking it with his tongue. My head falls back again and I moan, rocking against him, needing him inside me.

Kaison flips us so I’m lying on the bed with him over me. He chuckles when he tries to stand but I tighten my legs around his waist so he can’t. Running his hands up my thighs, he kisses my neck, then across my collarbone and down between my breasts.

“Is this too much?” he asks.

“Not enough,” I say, running my hands up his sides. He’s so warm, so strong, and my god, I love everything about it.

“Then let me get my pants off,” he says smartly.

Hesitantly, I loosen my legs. He stands up straight and gets his pants off, and when he’s standing there in just his boxer briefs, I truly think I’ve died and gone to heaven. There are tattoos on his thighs and calves too. I think he has ink everywhere you can see. They don’t cover every inch of his skin, but there are a lot. I’ve never seen so many on one person before.

“Condoms?” he asks.

Shit.

Shit, shit, shit!

I search my brain, knowing I used to have some somewhere. I’d bought them in preparation for a date I had and then was stood up on about three years ago.

Looking around my room frantically, I settle on the top drawer of my dresser that’s basically a junk drawer. I point to it.

“Think they’re in there.”

He gives me a curious look, then pulls the drawer open. It’s thinner than the other ones, so he doesn’t have to dig deep, but he moves a few things around, looking for them, and when he pulls out a box, I breathe a sigh of relief.

“It’s unopened,” he comments, sounding shocked.

“Yeah…” I say awkwardly, shifting on the bed.

He chuckles, tearing the box open and pulling the roll out. He tears one off before putting the rest on my end table and climbing on the bed. Crawling over me, his whole body covers mine. If he laid down on top of me, no one would know I was under here. That should be a scary thought because he could squish me, but I love it. His big size makes me feel small in the best way.

“I’ll go easy,” he says, trailing kisses across my chest as I tangle my fingers in his hair.

I want to tell him not to go easy, to be rough, to make me feel everything and make sure that I feel it tomorrow so Ican remember how amazing tonight will be, but it has been a while and I don’t want toactuallybe hurt. Looking at his size, he may actually tear me open if he doesn’t go easy, and I want to do this again as soon as possible.

He sits back on his knees and tugs his briefs down, freeing his dick that is much bigger than I thought it was from just feeling it. It’s thick and hard, leaking at the tip. He gets out of his briefs, tossing them away before bringing his hand to his dick and stroking it a few times. With his other hand, he reaches for me, brushing his fingers down my slit, over my panties. It tickles a little but causes me to lift my hips into his hand, wanting more. He grips the waistband, and I lift my butt so he can get them off, and those too get tossed away.

“Just wanna feel you a little,” he rasps out as he leans forward, guiding his dick along my pussy, using the head to circle my clit.

This is… new. I’ve never had this done before, and wow, it’s a wonderful feeling.

I raise my hips to meet him, and if he tried to slide inside me right now, I wouldn’t tell him to stop. This all feels way too good.

Rocking his hips gently against me, the crown of his cock rubs my clit, already making me feel like I’m going to come again. I moan, digging my fingers into his arms.

“Kaison…”

“I know, sweetheart. I know.”

Kissing my forehead again, he sucks in a shaky breath and stops moving. He sits back on his knees again and hurriedly getsthe condom on. Then he’s back over me, pressing against my hole. He urges forward, met with a slight resistance, which has him stopping.

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