Page 59 of Light As A Feather
“Mmm,” I mumble as my lips graze the delicate skin of her tattooed chest. I take my time to show my appreciation to each leaf I find there. “But do you know what’s also important?” I stop at the keyhole that rests at the center; it’s an exact replica of the one that adorns the front door to this very house.
“What?” she asks hesitantly.
“Making sure we’re ready for whatever comes tonight. That means providing you with some extra protection before we poke the bear.”
“What exactly is this extra protection you speak of?”
My hands slip into her back pockets as I press her to the front of me, my straining dick burrowing against her plush lower stomach. “Hear me out, okay?” Her brow furrows, but she doesn’t interrupt me. “You know how Ivan’s been scarce recently, even though it would be reasonable to expect him to be raising hell to keep us apart?”
“Yes…”
“I had a hunch, so I had my friend Hale do some research, and—I can’t help but laugh at the absurdity of it—“and she thinks that my cum is able to keep him at bay—temporarily, of course.”
“You know, I’ll give you points for creativity because wow…but what the hell are you talking about? There’s no way that’s true.”
“But think about it, Sol. We both know how possessive he is, how disturbed he is by the thought of us together, let alone my hands on you. So, tell me, if there’s no merit to it, why has he stayed away? How have you enjoyed some semblance of peace, even though his connection to you should be stronger than ever now that you’re back?”
“I don’t know but…”
“But what?” I challenge. “Why is that so hard to believe in the grand scheme of things, after everything we’ve both experienced. It’s nature.” When she doesn’t argue further, I know I’m getting through to her. “Look, worst case scenario, we have a little fun, fuck away some of the nerves before we join them. Best case scenario, I’m right and he has to keep his distance from you.”
“I guess you have a point. But what if it just makes things worse? What if we provoke him? What if they hear us? They’re here to help us. What if?—”
“Solaneen Gomez, I swear if you don’t stop with the what-if’s.” I kiss her, nipping at her bottom lip. “None of that matters.This house is just as much yours as it is mine. And if we want to fuck so loudly that our voices carry through these halls like we’re giving them a free concert, then we will,” I say with finality as I tug at her zipper and shove my fingers beneath her panties. The warmth of her cunt is so inviting, I’m tempted to abandon the plan altogether.
She shudders against me, a small moan slipping past her lips.
“Already so wet for me. How could I let you sit around like this without taking care of you first? That would just be bad form, neglecting my girl like that.” I slip my finger along her center and then bring it back to her clit. “What would they think if I forced you to go about business as usual when this pussy is begging for me to fuck it?” I drive my fingers inside her, sending her up on her toes.
“Thorne,” she breathes against my chest.
“That’s it. Say my name. Remind everyone in this house, living and dead, who you belong to. They’d do well to understand that this pussy is mine.” Sol’s thigh wraps around my waist, allowing me to pump inside her deeper, faster.
The curl of my fingers against her g-spot earns me a desperate thrust of her hips. I feel like I’m capable of magic on the rare occasions when she lets me unravel her control. Her composure never ceases to amaze me, but when I render her incapable of maintaining that rigid discipline, it’s something exquisite to behold.
“Right there, right there. Yes, yes, yes.”
“God, I love to make you feel good. I’m tempted to fuck you into the carpet until your knees turn red, but I won’t.”
“You won’t?” she gasps, equally affected as I tilt my hips away.
“I won’t.” I nibble at her bottom lip. “I’m going to take my time enjoying you in every way.” A caress of my thumb againsther nipple has her lips turning downward in frustration. “But right now, we don’t have a lot of time.”
A whimper escapes her as she clenches her eyes shut, as she attempts to cut out some of the stimulation that’s derailing her train of thought. She always did love to fuck with her eyes closed. It’s never bothered me. Whatever makes it easier for her to get off is what turns me on.
I kiss each eyelid. “Let me make this easy for you.” My lips make their way down to hers. “We might not have much time right now, but make no mistake, I’m going to reclaim every inch of this beautiful body, infiltrate that perfect mind, and claw my way back into your heart, no matter how much you try to push me away. So you might as well give in now.”
With slow fingers, I unbutton my freshly ironed shirt, then drape it over the coat hook affixed to the wall. My shoes slip off easily enough, and then I make quick work of my pin-striped trousers, hanging them by their belt loop. My briefs are last, allowing my eager dick to finally spring free. Her eyes scan my body, bouncing around all the inked artwork I’ve acquired since she last saw me. That familiar heat flares to life in her eyes and burns through the last of my restraint.
In two determined steps, I bridge the distance between us and pull her still-clothed body back against me, enjoying the way the smooth fabric of her pants glides over the crown of my dick. Eyeing the clock, urgency spurs my hands into motion. I slip my hands into her pants and shove them down. She allows me to make quick work of the remaining clasps on her top, and I hang it on top of my own clothes.
After all this time apart, there’s even more of her to love. So lush and soft, just like I remember.
“Let me see you.” She leans back against the bookcase, her heel resting on the bottom shelf. My eyes go straight to her breasts that are now macabre masterpieces of their own.
“Fuck. You’re so beautiful.”
Unable to hold myself back any longer, I dip down and latch my lips around one rigid peak, sucking at it eagerly. Her hands claw at my bare back as she draws me close. My attention turns to her other breast, lavishing it with my tongue as I flick, suck, and lick.
