Page 66 of Freedom Mine
She glanced at his leg. “Have you checked the wound since you wrapped it? To make sure you haven’t popped any stitches?”
“No, but. . .”
Her hands undid his belt. “Then perhaps I should check, yes?”
“Yes. Definitely, yes.”
* * *
ALLI
She knew she sounded brave when she’d suggested checking his wound. Flirting with Kayo came naturally. As she slid his pants down over his hips and his cock sprang free, however, old memories returned. She pushed them away, the best she could, and focused on the man who’d shown her sex could be something more than pain and hopelessness.
“Are you okay, Alli?” he asked.
She smiled, not sure how to respond. He’d leave if she hesitated. She wanted to please him, to bring him the same pleasure he’d shown her.
She ran a finger over his cock. Silky smooth skin, and yet so hard beneath. It was a rather handsome cock, appealing in its own way, but she wasn’t sure where to start. It was as if years of experience had disappeared, leaving her totally unprepared. Her fingers glided over his thighs, and his hips rolled once, pushing his cock against her belly.
He captured her mouth with his, his tongue gliding along hers in a dance, a very sensual dance. He had taken her to such new heights with his hands, his mouth. He’d expect the same from her, and that made her nervous.
Oh, she knew what to do, including several advanced techniques that had been taught to her, but what if he didn’t like how she performed, what if taking him in her mouth reminded her of all those times she’d been forced?
She shoved the memories away, harder than before. This was about Kayo, not her. As she knelt on the floor, her hands glided down along Kayo’s thighs, tracing the large muscles, appreciating the hard contours. As she drew her hand over the length of his cock, enjoying the contrast of the velvety smooth skin over a very powerful muscle, he moaned, sending shivers right to her core.
She stroked his cock again, this time leaving her hand at the base, his erect cock fully poised for her mouth. How many times had she been on her knees like this before, sometimes with a second man behind her, sometimes with her hands cuffed and a knife to her throat? She closed her eyes.
“Alli?”
Kayo’s hand cupped her cheek, the pad of his thumb caressing her cheek until she tilted her head and opened her eyes.
“When you’re ready, Alli,” he said as he drew her to her feet.
“How did you know?”
“You’re shaking.”
“I am?” She was. And worse, she felt sick. She wasn’t afraid of him. How could she be after how open she’d been to him on his desk? “It’s not like I haven’t done this before. With a lot of men.” Gods, had she actually said that?
Kayo pulled his pants up, and she averted her eyes. She’d failed.
He grabbed her chin, startling her as much for the suddenness as the roughness and intensity of his hold. Then he lowered his mouth to hers, kissing her so softly, so tenderly.
“This is your first time,” he said when he parted from her. “There’s no rush.”
“No, Kayo, you don’t understand. My past owners and their friends—”
“No,” he said, a growl surfacing with the word as he cut her off. He lifted the top of her dress, waiting patiently as she slid her arms in and pulled her hair to the side so he could zip her up. “I understand more than you think and I’ve seen plenty,” he began, his voice steady and sure. There was no anger to his voice, at least not directed at her.
“There’s a difference between being forced to have sex and making love. A world of difference, Alli. Your body may have been there, but your soul, your heart. . . you, my Alli, have never been with a man. And I’m very happy to be your first.”
“But I’ve. . .”
He leaned his forehead against hers, and she fell silent, as she listened to his breathing, to how he swallowed, struggling to contain his emotions. Then he spoke, his voice soft, almost a whisper.
“I only want from you what you can give. There is no pleasure unless it’s good for both of us. Take your time, let yourself explore, and do what comes naturally, but most of all, let go of any expectations. You’ll enjoy yourself more that way, and I want you to enjoy yourself.” He kissed her on the head and held his hand out for her.
He understood. Somehow, Kayo understood. It still didn’t seem fair that she hadn’t done anything for him, after what he’d done for her.
