won’t push you farther than you want to go,” he promised. “But can I make you feel good?”
I wasn’t sure how I could possibly feel any better than I already did. My body was pulsing, the heat at the apex of my thighs was throbbing with need. I craved to relieve the need building in my bones, my nerves, my soul.
“I-I want to feel good,” I admitted, suddenly feeling shy.
Kai smiled before grabbing the edge of my shirt and lifting it up over my head. I was wearing my bikini top. I probably wore my swimsuits more than I wore a bra. “Fuck, Breeze. You know how many times I saw you wearing this and wanted to untie these strings?” he asked before laying a delicate finger over the small triangle covering my right breast.
“Please,” I begged as he ran his mouth over my nipple, teasing me through the hot pink fabric.
“Please, what?” he asked, teasing me.
“Please take it off.”
“With pleasure, Little Whisper.” I lifted my head some so he could pull at the strings tying my top together. With one single expert pull, my breasts were free. The look of reverence and hunger on his face made me warm with desire. “Your pretty nipples are so perfect. So pink.” He wrapped his lips around them and moaned, massaging the other breast with his hand. He kneaded and pulled at my flesh while grinding against me with his muscular body.
I moaned. More. I needed something…more.
He moved to kiss my lips again, devouring and flicking his tongue against mine as his hand moved lower, lower, lower. He unbuttoned my shorts, and I stiffened. “You okay?” he asked, stopping immediately.
“No one has ever… I’ve never…”
“No one has ever touched you?” he asked, his voice hoarse.
“No,” I replied, my voice an embarrassed whisper.
“Can I? I’ll make it good for you, Breeze.”
My mind went through a variety of thoughts, my insecurities committing tyranny on my needy body. What if he didn’t like how I looked? I was shaved, but what if that’s not what he likes? What if I couldn’t orgasm? What if I said the wrong thing, responded embarrassingly? “I’m nervous. What if I…”
“You’re perfect. You can’t do anything wrong. And if you don’t like it, I’ll stop. There is no pressure. We can even stop now, if you’d like.”
“No!” I practically shouted, making Kai laugh. I wasn’t ready to end this. “Just go slow?”
Kai grinned. “I’ll go slow until you ask me to go faster, okay?” Kai slipped his hand into my shorts, cupping my sex with his hot palm. Just that simple touch made my entire body jerk.
“Have you ever touched yourself, Breeze?” he asked.
“N-No,” I lied. I felt too embarrassed to admit that I did. I didn’t want to think about the last time I made myself come. Not now. Not with Kai.
His eyes widened in shock, but his fingers started circling the neediest part of me, the throbbing heat I couldn’t quite get a hold on. My body bucked, and a moan escaped my lips. I was surprised at how easily I responded to his touch. “That feels so fucking good,” I rasped.
Kai moved excruciatingly slow, his movements thoughtful and teasing. “More,” I begged, my thrashing body a wave of sensations.
“Faster?” Kai asked with a smile.
“Please.”
His fingers worked me harder, building that wave within me to all new heights. I couldn’t even explain the sensations within me. It was like sitting on my board with my back to the water. I knew the ride of my life was coming. Building. Growing. One of his fingers eased at my entrance, and I opened my thighs wider for him. He easily slipped inside, and I felt my walls clench around him.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” Kai groaned. His hand moved faster and faster. I climbed that peak. I moaned and screamed his name. Higher, higher, higher. “You’re clenching my fingers like such a good girl. Does this feel good?”
“Y-Yes,” I choked out.
Soon, a flood of pleasure rushed my body. My lips parted. My back arched against him. My pussy clenched his fingers as I yelled his name. “Kai!” It was a rush, better than any epic surf ride. I rode his hand hard, grinding against his skilled movements until the flood of relief was gone. “Fuck,” I whispered, making Kai preen. My hands ran over his chest and abs as he leaned back to watch me come down from my high.
He moved his fingers from my body and up to his lips.