Page 29 of Kalix
“I’m going to kiss you now.” I say without question, and I do just that, leaving no room for rebuttal. Leaning forward, our lips touch and the flame is immediately turned up. She pushes herself against me, my hands cupping each side of her face before fingering through her hair, allowing me more of an anchor to pull her closer. She can’t be close enough, her body needs to be ingrained into my own so we’re truly one. Any distance at this point is too much.
Our lips don’t disconnect, fighting one another, nipping and sucking.
She backs up, while I follow her all the way to the bedroom. Her hands find my torso, guiding her, feeling every curve of her body. This constant pull and press as we keep going, and fuck, I want more. I’ll always want more. More of her, her body, thesesweet little whimpers she keeps making into my mouth.
Why am I so nervous? It’s like the first time all over again. No, even better.
We stop at the edge of her bed, her hands gripping my tee before guiding it over my head, her shirt following. We both strip down with a fury of movements, not separating from one another before I lay her out on the bed. My mind wants to pause this and appreciate every inch of her appropriately, finally letting my eyes get a view of her, up close and personal, but that can happen later.
This.This needs to happen now.
I pull away just long enough to reach into the drawer that I already know has the protection, and rip the box apart before sheathing one onto me. Her legs push against her chest as I line myself up and watch myself enter her. So warm, so tight. A shiver racks across my body as I thrust forward to the hilt and pause. The sensation is too much, everything I’ve been dreaming about since I first saw her. My lips find hers as I circle her clit with my thumb and thrust. I move slowly, making sure I feel her pussy clench and spasm on my cock before I fill the latex.
Her pussy starts spasming as I pick up pace, both with my hips and my thumb. Her moans are swallowed by my own as her body starts quaking below me. Fuck, I could die a happy man right now.
“Yes, fuckkkk, little rabbit. Come on my cock. Just like that.” I say as a whisper against her mouth.
My sound of skin slapping together picks up as I chase my own orgasm. I pull away to watch her. I want nothing but her face to be at the forefront of my mind as I reach the high I’ve been craving for so long. No cigarette or tattoo will ever be a match for the euphoria that I feel right now.
My eyes involuntarily roll into the back of my head as I spill into the condom, wishing it was straight into her instead. Fuck, she would look so good pregnant with my child.
Slowing my movements to a stop, I bracket my hands around her head, my face directly above hers. Both of us sharing oxygen as we pant over the recklessness and intensity of what just happened.
“Hi,” I can’t help the small chuckle that leaves my lips and the quirk of a smile that graces my face.
“Hi,” she laughs back.
I kiss her again before I pull out, eliciting a hiss from her.
“You okay?” I ask as I look down to remove the condom, and that’s when I see it. Blood.
“Yeah, just sore.” She replies.
“Hey, I don’t wanna freak you out, ‘cause I couldn’t care less, but I think you just started your period. Just hang out there, I’ll go grab a towel to clean you up.”
“Kal-” The start of my name is the only thing I hear before disappearing to wet a cloth with some warm water and returning back to her. She’s sitting cross-legged on the bed, clothes still nowhere to be found.
“You’re fucking stunning, Lainey. Truly fuckingbeautiful.” Her face turns a pretty shade of pink that I want to see more often.
“Lie back so I can clean you up.” I command.
“Kalix, you don’t have to.”
“No, I do. It’s just some blood, Lainey.”
“No, it’s not that. Well, kind of. It’s not my period.”
I look at her quietly, waiting for more of an explanation.
“I am—well, was, a virgin. You are…” trails off, struggling to get the words out. “You’re my first.”
All the air leaves my lungs as I process this information. A virgin? Really? I guess that explains the plastic covered condom box.
“Lie back.”
“Is that okay?” She asks me with a small whimper to her voice.
“Of course, baby,” I say, tucking a stray hair behind her ear, “I just feel like shit. It should’ve been more special. It should’ve been everything you ever imagined it could be—” I take a moment to catch my breath and rake my hand through my hair, tugging at the roots. I could really go for a smoke right now. “I just wish it was more for you. It was everything to me.”
