Page 63 of Forever Enough
She smiled, and it caused my chest to squeeze. “Thank goodness.”
I ran my hand through my hair. “I don’t have a condom.”
Her eyes went wide. “Did you forget one?”
With a nervous laugh, I replied, “I wasn’t planning on having sex.”
She quickly sat up. “I don’t know if that’s the sweetest thing ever, or if I want to smack you right now.”
“I’m so sorry.”
She dropped back onto the bed and covered her face. “I’m not on the pill, either.”
Lying back down next to her, I ran my finger lightly over her stomach. “Well, we could do other things.”
Her fingers spread apart, and she peeked at me. “Like the bathroom?”
I nodded. “If you liked that.”
“Oh, I more than liked it. But again…very vanilla here. I’ve never done that to a guy before. I mean, I want to with you, I’m just not sure how, or if you’ll enjoy it.”
“You don’t have to worry about me.”
She took my dick in her hand and lightly squeezed. “Oh, I think I need to. I could use my hand, but I’m feeling rather spicy right now.”
Smiling, I leaned up and kissed her. “You don’t have to simply because I did.”
“I know I don’t have to, and I appreciate you saying that. But I want to make you feel what I felt, because I’m pretty sure I saw Heaven for a good minute or so.”
I couldn’t help the laugh that slipped free.
She sat up again and put her hand on my chest, pushing me down onto the bed. “Will you tell me what to do to make you feel good?”
My chest rose and fell in heavy breaths. “I’m pretty sure you’re going to make me come the moment your mouth touches me.”
With a grin, she asked, “Do I use my hand and mouth?”
“If you want to. You can spit on it so your hand moves easier.”
Frowning, she looked at my dick, then at me. “You want me to spit on it? That doesn’t sound very sexy. Can I run my tongue over it and wet it, then maybe do that to wet my hand?”
I groaned. “God, just you saying that makes me want to come.”
Her mouth covered my dick, and I nearly bolted off the bed. “Jesus, Kenzie! Oh, shit!”
She looked up at me, and I nearly lost it. Her mouth moved slowly up and down, her eyes never leaving my face, and my eyes nearly rolled to the back of my head with how fucking good her tongue felt. It wasn’t like I hadn’t ever experienced a blow job. But this was something far more. It was different because it was her doing it. It felt more intimate…special. Meaningful.
“God,” I groaned when she added her hand and started to go faster, taking me deeper into her mouth. “That’s it. Don’t stop.”
I swore I felt her smile as she did just as I asked. My balls started to pull up, and I clutched at the sheets.
“Kenzie!” I gasped. “I’m going to come. Move now if you don’t want me coming in your mouth.”
She moaned, and that vibration sent me over the edge. I called out her name and came so fucking hard, the room felt like it spun. My orgasm seemed to last forever. When I finally came back to reality and opened my eyes, my girl was wiping her mouth and smiling at me.
“I take it that felt good?”
My breathing was so rapid, I could hardly form words.