Page 59 of Ink & Stardust

“Take me in your hand.”

I do as he says.

“Put your mouth around me.”

I do, smiling around the thickness of him as he hisses.

“Now move your hand...”

I pump my hand along his base, sucking him deep enough into my mouth to meet my hand. He doesn’t have to elaborate further. I get the gist quickly enough.

Matching my hand and mouth, I move up from the bottom and down from the top, meeting in the middle with each pull, swirling my tongue in one direction and my hand in the other. I’m enjoying myself so thoroughly, enjoying watching him comeapart beneath me, that when he sits up abruptly and drags me up his body, I physically pout.

He turns, planting me firmly beneath him.

“Are you sure you’ve never done that before?”

I shake my head, smiling.

“A natural.” His smile matches my own. “Perhaps you’d like to show me what else you’re naturally good at.”

“Perhaps I will.” I wrap my legs around his back, causing his hard length to slide through my folds.

The look on his face spurs me on, so I grind into him a second time. He practically melts.

“You keep doing that and I won’t be able to resist.”

“Resist what?” I play coy.

“Fucking you bare.” He leans in, tangling his tongue with mine.

“Have you done that before?” I don’t know why I’m asking. It’s not like I’m going to let some guy I barely know stick his dick in me without protection, right?

Right?

“Fucked without a condom? No.” He shakes his head, an animalistic growl leaving his throat when I angle my hips and push, taking the tip of him into me. “Lyric.” He pins me in place so I can’t move further.

“I’m on birth control. It’s okay. You’ve been so many of my firsts already. I want to be your first of something.” And I do. God, do I ever. I want to give him something to remember me by. Something that every time he thinks about, it’ll be my face he sees.

Maybe it’s careless to trust him. But I trust myself. And for me, that’s enough.

“Lyric.” The pleading way he says my name, like he wants to tell me no but can’t decide if he’s able to.

“It’s okay,” I whisper against his lips, smiling when his hold on me slackens. I push up further, taking more of him into me. “I want you tofeelme. I want to feel you.” I urge his hips forward and slowly but surely, he concedes, giving me his full weight as he enters me completely.

“Fuck, you feel like silk.” He husks, kissing me as he moves. “Fuck.” His entire body shakes and I’m taken by just how vulnerable he seems in this moment.

He moves slowly, like he wants to savor every second, and I understand the feeling all too well. Unfortunately, it doesn’t matter how long he wants to draw it out. It takes only minutes for us to fall over the edge. Kai goes first, exploding inside of me with so much force that it rockets my orgasm to the surface. He keeps going, milking every last ounce of pleasure from my body, and from his, before he stills.

We lie like that for several long moments, his heart beating so hard that it feels like it’s ricocheting off my own.

When he finally pulls back and looks at me, the sheer beauty of him takes me aback.

“That was—”

“Yeah,” I agree, not letting him finish.

He slides out of me, rolling to his back as he pulls me into his side, kissing the top of my head as he does.

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