Page 113 of Firestorm
I laughed, kissing her again through a smile. She was always worrying about the weirdest things, making me wonder once again about her upbringing. Only noble families cut lovers out from a family Chain. Skye wasn’t any sort of nobility, and Mother made sure to tell everyone how insignificant I was, so there was no reason for either of us to care about a Chain with our relationship.
“I wouldn’t care anyway,” I said, kissing her neck again. “As long as you’re with me, you can be with anyone else, Chain or not. You’re all I need.”
Skye’s breath hitched, then her legs dropped open, and I quickly moved to settle myself between them, keeping my weight off of her by bracing myself on my elbows.
“You’ll share me?” she whispered. “You won’t be jealous?”
“No,” I laughed. “If it makes you happy, then I’m happy.”
Skye shook her head in disbelief, then bit her lip as I ran my nose along her jaw.
“Where should I start?” I asked, kissing her neck. “Here?” I moved down further, kissing along her still-covered chest, grinning at how she shuddered. “Here?”
“I wanna see you,” Skye whispered.
I pulled back with a grin, ignoring the nerves that washed through me. Skye had seen me without a shirt plenty of times in the gym. I wasn’t worried about her judging my body there, but she’d never seen my dick, and that made me nervous for some reason. An innate part of me knew she would be happy with anything I showed her, but a small part of me was always nervous to show a girl what I was working with.And this was the most important girl of my life, so, yeah.No pressure at all.
I reached back and pulled my t-shirt off with one hand, tossing it aside before unbuckling my belt. I climbed off of the bed, quickly shimmying out of my jeans and boxers while trying not to gawk at Skye stripping down on the bed.
When I turned back to face her, Skye’s lips parted slightly as her silver eyes dropped down to my painfully hard cock, jutting out in front of me. I preened under her stare while I checked her out right back.
She was breathtaking, her pale skin completely smooth and free of any scars or freckles, unlike mine. She’d pulled her hair back into a bun and my eyes caught on her breasts, the perfect size to fit in my hand, with dark nipples that I couldn’t wait to get in my mouth.
I may have been areformedplayboy, but I had been a playboy for a long time. I knew how to please a woman. My cock jerked just at the thought of pleasing Skye, how she might reward me, how she might praise me.
We’d only messed around a few times, but either I’d been touching her or she’d touched me through my clothes, we hadn’t been naked together, yet. It was strange for me, but everything about my feelings for Skye were strange compared to how I normally felt. I was finding that I didn’t care, either. I was happy for things to be different. Messing around through our clothes like teenagers was weirdly hot.Anythinginvolving Skye was weirdly hot.
“Come here,” Skye whispered. I lurched forward, climbing onto the bed on my knees, crawling over her as she leaned back onto the pillows.
My cock nudged against her, causing me to hiss and her to moan. I nuzzled my face against her cheek, and then her neck, reveling in how she shivered. I slowly moved one of my hands between us, trailing my fingers over her folds and teasing her entrance while my other hand found her pretty nipples, already hardened from the cool air.
My mouth was suddenly dry. My hands trembled like I was doing this for the first time.
“Fuck, Aiden,” Skye whimpered. “Fuck, I don’t wanna wait.”
“Me either,” I breathed, leaning back onto my knees.
“Listen,” she said softly. “I haven’t…done this in a while.”
“Me either,” I replied with a grin.
Skye frowned slightly and I realized I was a fucking idiot. “No, I mean…it’s been…years.”
I fought back a smile at that. Skye was so sweet and perfect. She thought I cared how long it’d been for her? No fucking way. But as I watched her expression, I realized it wasn’t her experience that was worrying her.
“I’ll go slow,” I said, kissing her temple and feeling her instantly relax under me. “Even though I just wanna pound you into the mattress.”
Skye let out a choked sound, then giggled. I kissed her again, only pulling back when she pushed on my chest.
“Are you clean?” she whispered so softly I wouldn’t have heard if I wasn’t right on top of her.
“Yes,” I replied without hesitation, but paused when I saw her face. “You don’t believe me?”
“I trust you, I do. I just–”
“Baby,” I chided. “I’ve never fucked raw, and I’d never lie to you. What about birth control? I can’t take it, obviously. You don’t have to, either, I mean, that’s totally your choice. I’ll just deal with whatever happens–”
“I’m covered,” she whispered, silencing my nervous rambling with a gentle hand to my cheek.
