Page 74 of Four Weddings to Fall in Love
It’s a beautiful day out here, and I’d normally enjoy this weekend with my family more—Jon’s occasional attempts to disrupt my peace notwithstanding—but I can’t help thinking about seeing Kim again.
I pull out my phone and look at the photo she sent me last night.Her lips are painted red, and she’s blowing a kiss at the mirror.I’ve never had a girlfriend who sent me pictures like this before.I jerked off in the shower last night, and when I woke up this morning, I was thinking about her again.She consumes an unnerving amount of my thoughts and all of my fantasies.It’s been over a week since I’ve seen her, and I need to touch her.A week is far too long when it comes to Kimberly Sung—hell, even a day or two feels like too long.I can hardly wait until tomorrow.
I imagine waking up with her in my bed every day.That sounds like perfection.
And I imagine, next year, bringing her on a family vacation.
This is my first time in Kim’s apartment; however, it’s hard to care about that when she’s right in front of me, wearing a pair of itty-bitty jean shorts as well as a tight tank top.
God.This woman.
“You like my outfit?”She twirls around, giving me a good view of her ass.
“Yeah.”I pull her close.“I missed you.”
I say those words without thinking, and when I look into her eyes afterward, I wonder if that was a mistake.
“Are you okay?”I murmur.
“I will be,” she says, light and flirty, “once you’re inside me.”
I push her against the wall, rattling a picture frame, and kiss her.She wraps a leg around my hips and tries to climb me.
I never feel as out of control as I do around her.Being with Kim makes me feel alive in a way that nothing else ever has.
As soon as she removes my shirt, I slide my hand into her shorts, needing to touch her.I slip a finger into her moisture and hiss out a breath.
“A man hit on me at the bar,” she says.
I freeze.“And?”
“I told him I have a boyfriend.”
Hearing her say that word—it ratchets up the heat in my body even further, which shouldn’t be possible.
I kiss her hard.By some miracle, this woman ismine, and I’m going to make her feel as good as I possibly can.
She moans in protest as I remove my hand from her panties.I make quick work of her clothes, tossing them in a pile on the floor.Then I push her to her knees, take out my hardening cock, and hold it to her lips.
“That’s a good girl.”I stroke her hair as she takes me deeper.I know my words will make her even wetter, and nothing could please me more than turning her on.
When I’m perilously close to losing it, I pick her up and carry her to the bedroom, setting her down on the blue duvet.She’s flushed and squirming and beautiful, and after our first night, I never would have imagined she’d be like this for me.It feels like an impossible gift.
“No condoms today?”I want to be sure before we go any further.
She nods in response.
Being inside her, with nothing between us…I think that might be the end of me.
I lick her pussy, circling my tongue around her throbbing clit, and her back bows off the bed.The taste of her drives me wild.I keep devouring her until I can sense the tension building in her body, and then I ease back.
“Fuck you.”She’s never shied away from swear words, not from the very first moment I met her.
I chuckle, low and rough, before taking mercy on Kim.I touch her just the way she likes and lick her with abandon.When she comes, her lips part, and it’s unspeakably gorgeous.
I shed the rest of my clothes and slide all the way inside her as she’s still shuddering.She sobs and twists her head to the side; I touch her cheek and turn her to look at me.
“Hey,” I whisper, holding myself still.
