mouth, tangling it with his. This was the first time I had initiated a kiss with him, and I was so worried I would mess it up, but thankfully he took control of it, and I quite happily followed his lead.
I was thankful for the kiss because it distracted me from the pain between my legs, which stung with Kale’s every thrust. I was about to throw in the towel, when I suddenly groaned into his mouth and the sting began to lessen, and the aching pulse from before began to take over my senses.
Yes, I thought as the pain I felt faded away and pleasure mounted.
I moved my mouth in sync with Kale’s and ground my pelvis upward when the kiss, and friction of Kale’s thrust, caused the growing throb between my legs to intensify.
I locked my ankles around the back of his knees, and gripped onto his shoulders as he put some of his weight down on me. He removed his mouth from mine and brought his lips to my jaw, where he trailed kisses down my jawline and onto my neck.
“You feel . . . Fuck.”
He sounded like he was in bliss.
I wanted to reply, but I was ticklish and he was breathing on and kissing my neck, so I was squeamishly trying to pull away from his lips as they pressed against my skin. I was about to tell him to stop, but what left my mouth was a loud groan. He sucked on my neck harder, and the sensation caused my back to arch and goosebumps to break out over my body.
“Oh, God,” I panted, and rolled my eyes shut as an orgasm consumed me and slammed into my body like a train. I felt my eyes roll back as wave after wave of ecstasy rolled over me until I was nothing but sensation.
Kale growled against my neck when I came down from my high, and then pulled up off me. “Lane . . . I can’t wait.”
I opened my eyes and I saw him. All of him. And I loved what and who I saw.
“So don’t,” I urged him.
His gaze locked on me, and there was something different about it. I felt incredibly beautiful in that moment and knew I would remember for the rest of my life the look of need in Kale’s eyes for me.
Not want. Need.
“I don’t have a condom, but I’ll pull out. I promise.”
A condom. I didn’t even think about a condom. My mother’s “talk” last year reflected in my mind. She made me swear never to have intercourse without protection, but Kale’s promise was protection enough for me. I trusted him in every way possible.
“I trust you.”
Kale shuddered. “I – God, I’ve wanted this for so long with you.”
He had? My eyes bugged out of my head, but I managed to keep my cool.
“Me too,” I replied, my heart going into overdrive against my chest. “I’ve always wanted you.”
Kale closed his eyes and hummed in response. I gasped as he pulled out of me and used the head of his length to rub over my pulsing bundle of nerves. I was about to ask him to do it again, but he seemed to know what I wanted, because he did it without direction.
I groaned.
Kale watched me for a moment, then dipped back inside me. He leaned his head down to mine and covered my mouth with his. He kissed me long and deep, and just as I fell into his kiss, he pulled out of me and thrust back just as fast.
“Oh!” I moaned.
Kale growled and thrust into me harder, heightening the pleasure and the volume of my moaning. The soothing pleasure turned to heated magic. My entire body was alive and singing with delight.
“Lane,” Kale almost roared. “I’m sorry. I can’t hold back – you feel too good.”
I wrapped my arms around him. “It’s okay.”
A few rapid thrusts later and Kale pulled out of my body, groaning out loud as spurts of hot liquid jetted onto the sheet next to me. When he finished his release, he stared down at himself for a few moments before he collapsed on top of me. His weight wasn’t crushing; I could still breathe, but it wasn’t exactly comfortable. I didn’t care, though. This was my version of heaven, and I didn’t want anything about it to ever change.
I remained under Kale for a few minutes until his weight started to hurt.
“Kale,” I murmured.
Silence.
I frowned. “Kale?”
Again, silence.
I grunted. “Kale?”
I gasped when