Inflame (Explosive) (23 page)

I lie back and feel her licking all the way down my shaft then back up again. My hands grip the sheet when her lips wrap around the head, and she proceeds to tease me, slowly alternating between rimming the head and sucking it between her full, luscious lips as her tongue flicks the tip. My breathing quickens the moment she finally stops toying with me and takes me all the way in her mouth. And when I say all the way, that’s exactly what I mean. I can feel my dick hit the back of her throat, and I thank the gods of blowjobs that she’s mastered her gag reflex. Or well, lack of one.

She moans and the vibration massages my dick as she expertly sucks me. Her mouth slowly releases me and her hand braces the base of my shaft, where she starts to move it in rhythm with her circulating tongue. It feels so fucking good, and since I’m the kind the guy who likes to participate rather than just lie back and take it, I lift up and grab her waist, twisting her body until she’s on top of me, her gorgeous pussy right in my face. I waste no time sliding her thin shorts to the side before I slide one lone finger up her slit. She’s so fucking wet already, and she moans again, causing my cock to twitch against the vibrations once more.

Without hesitation, I slide my fingers, one then two, inside her, moving to match her pace. My tongue darts out and connects with her clit, and I circle it in the same fashion she teased me with earlier. I can feel her push back against my mouth, and I’m quick to respond to her unspoken request. Taking my fingers out of her, I place both hands firmly on her ass underneath her shorts and reposition myself so she’s directly on top of my mouth as I push the material aside. She’s expertly sucking and licking me, and I return the favor with equal fervor. Licking up and down her sweet folds, I revel in the taste of her, the scent of her, and the more we work each other over, the harder it is to hold back my release.

Knowing I won’t be able to last much longer at Lucy’s pace and skill, I bring my finger and thumb to her clit, where I alternate between circling and pinching. Every time I pinch, she sucks me harder, letting me know she likes the move. Lucy’s the most vocal woman I’ve ever encountered in the bedroom, and this position, where we’re both pleasing each other with our mouths, is one of the most intimate ones we’ve shared. Instead of being able to verbally give our approval, we have to read each other body’s language, each other’s cues, to know what’s working and what’s not. Slowly, I let my finger trail from Lucy’s clit, and I moisten it with her sweet juices before moving up to her ass. I’ve never tried ass play with her before, but in this position, with her mouth occupied, I’m curious to know just how far she’ll let me go.

When my finger rims her forbidden hole, she stops sucking and grips my cock harder than before. I continue to lick her pussy as I massage her like it’s something we do all the time. Quickening my pace with my tongue, I lick and suck rapidly while my finger moves slowly in an opposing speed. I can feel her chest contract as she relaxes into it. She begins sucking again, and she matches me, lick for lick, stroke for stroke. We’re on the same wavelength, and it’s not long before I can no longer hold on. My release shoots into her mouth in one long steady stream, and she swallows as she continues to suck the rest out of me.

I know she’s close, and while she’s distracted, I slip my finger inside, just the tip, but I don’t move it any farther. She jumps a little but doesn’t protest, so I bring my other hand down to her clit. Tonguing her and rubbing with an intense ferocity while my other finger is inside her proves to be just the right amount of stimulation for her because she slides my cock out of her mouth and sits up slightly, gripping both of my thighs with her hands. At the same time that she squeezes my muscles, I can feel her body shudder as an intense orgasm washes over her. Twisting her head, she buries her face into the bed to suppress her pleasure-filled cry. She slides her hands down my legs and rests them on my ankles when she lies down in the bed, possibly—hopefully—spent.

With one last kiss against her clit, I slowly pull my finger out and then lift her up off of me. I sit up and grip her waist, pulling her up to me. She cuddles against my chest, and we lie in silence as we both catch our breaths. I’m absentmindedly playing with her hair when she lifts her head to look at me.

“That was…interesting,” she says, her voice low and throaty.

I playfully frown. “Interesting? That’s an
interesting
choice of words. I was thinking more like epic, orgasmic, clitorally perfect?”

She laughs against me then shakes her head. “Umm, pretty sure clitorally isn’t a word, and yes, all those words can describe it, but the whole ass thing? You’ve never done that before. No one has.”

I freeze at the hesitation in her voice. She didn’t protest when I did it, and I felt like I was reading her body language enough to gauge that she actually liked it. I’m hoping I wasn’t reading her wrong.

“I’m pretty sure that was a first for me, too. I don’t know, baby. My dick was in your mouth and my tongue was filling your pussy and I wanted to stimulate you even more. To fill every part of you that I could.”

She sighs as she wraps an arm around my waist. “I’ll be honest. At first it kind of shocked me, but I…I think I liked it,” she admits on a whisper. “And then when you actually stuck it in, I’m pretty sure I came in two seconds flat.”

Leaning down, I give her a kiss on the forehead. “I’m glad you liked it, babe. I’ll remember that in the future,” I tell her, and she sits up quickly.

“Just so you know, that doesn’t mean I’m down with anal. You’re still not getting that, Kale Montgomery,” she informs me. It’s been a hard limit for her since the day we met, and I’ve been trying to wear her down ever since.

“Baby steps, Lucy. Baby steps.”

She laughs and then settles back in my arms, where she uses my chest as a pillow. I know I should get up and put my boxers on, but I’m too damn comfortable, too damn spent, too damn satisfied to move from this position.

T
HE SUN’S
shining through my window the next morning when I wake up. Looking down, I smile when I see Kale’s chest underneath my cheek and our legs entwined beneath the sheets. I admire his chiseled features as my eyes rake down his body until they reach the top of the covers. Memories from the night before come rushing in, and I can feel a heated blush creep on my cheeks. I’m glad Kale’s still asleep only so he can’t witness to my slight embarrassment.

It wasn’t the first time—and after last night, it won’t be the last—that Kale and I enjoyed oral in that position, but this was the most intense experience I’ve had with it. I was completely lost in a combination of pleasuring him and the amazing way his mouth worked me over. When I felt his finger slide up to my ass, I was in a sudden state of shock and apprehension washed over me. I froze, unsure of what to expect. The feeling was foreign, if not taboo, but Kale didn’t seem to notice my reaction. Instead, a finger joined his tongue and he continued to lick, suck, and stroke me until I could do nothing but return the favor again, with equal intensity. I started to relax with his ass play and began to enjoy it even.

I’ve never let anyone do that before to me, and I think it’s because I’ve never trusted anyone enough to go there. I knew Kale wouldn’t do anything I didn’t want, and if I’d wanted him to stop, he would have. At the same time, I decided that if it was something he enjoyed, I could take it, and once I started enjoying it, I let go. In that moment, it was like something sparked inside of us, and our mouths both went wild with desire, almost as if we were competing to see who could bring whom to release first, yet Kale kept his finger moving slowly, and I decided to do the same with my hand.

I was so close to coming when I felt him stiffen beneath me, right before he erupted and a hot stream of thick semen entered my mouth. It wasn’t long before I was joining him, and even though I felt slightly embarrassed, I made sure to let him know that I enjoyed every single second of it. Naturally this led to an anal discussion, and while I might be open for that in the future, it’s not going to happen any time soon. Like I said, I trust Kale to take care of me in all ways, and I know he’d never cause me pain on purpose, but at the same time, that’s a step I’m not sure I’m ready for.

My stomach growls, and I chuckle to myself as I replay the last thought in my head. I roll so I’m flat on my back and place a hand over my belly. Okay, so maybe he’ll inadvertently cause me a little bit of pain, but I know that kind will be more than worth it in the end.

“Morning, baby,” a sleepy voice mumbles beside me.

I turn on my side and prop myself up on my elbow before I lean in and give him his greeting in the form of a kiss. Before I can say anything else, I hear a knock on my door, followed my Marisa’s voice. Looking over at Kale, I lift the sheet and see that he is still completely naked and his morning wood is in full effect. After quickly dropping the sheet and then pulling it up to his chin, I respond to her, telling her to come in. All the while, Kale’s chuckling beside me, but he doesn’t move.

Marisa peeks her head in and grins when she sees us in bed. “Morning, soon-to-be parents!” she teases, and I smile as I remember how just the night before she was bouncing off the walls with excitement at being an aunt. “Mom and Dad have to get going to the restaurant soon, but Mom wants to have breakfast as a family first before you head out. I’ve been tasked with getting you out of bed and into the kitchen in ten minutes.”

Ten minutes? No way is that long enough to get ready to go meet Kale’s mom and sisters. I jump up quickly, not realizing that I’m bringing the sheets with me until I’m tangled up in them and falling over backwards and then off the bed, landing with a hard thump on my ass beside the bed.

Before I can feel any sort of embarrassment, I’m being swooped into Kale’s arms and then settled into his lap. He’s sitting on the floor next to my bed, his hands roaming all over my body. I hear a small gasp and look up to see Mom in the doorway, Marisa trying to peek in around her. I try to shift in Kale’s arms, but he holds me still, like he doesn’t even notice anymore that we’re not alone, we’re both uncovered, and he’s currently naked with nothing covering him but my now sore ass.

His hand comes up to caress my face where he moves the bangs out of the way. “Baby, are you okay? Do you hurt anywhere? Do we need to get you checked out?” he asks, sounding almost panicked, and I’m taken aback.

“Kale, I’m fine. I promise. My ego and my ass might be a little bruised, but that’s it. I swear, I’ve become such a klutz since I met you,” I tease, trying to reassure him.

“I don’t know, Lucy. You fell pretty hard. You might be hurt or have aggravated something, or hell, I don’t know. I just would feel better if I knew you were absolutely fine,” he insists, his eyes pleading. He runs a hand through his hair, and I wonder what’s going through his mind. I know he has a protective streak, but this is something else, and I can’t quite put my finger on it.

“What happened?” Mom asks, interrupting us.

Kale’s head snaps up as if he’s just now realized she’s in the room with us. I grin as he slightly adjusts me, pulling the sheet up over my body, and I assume he’s finally aware that he’s in a room with me, my mom, and my teenage sister and neither of us has clothes on.

“I told Lucy she had ten minutes to get ready and she jumped up and got tangled in the sheets. Then she fell off the bed and onto the floor. That’s when I came to get you,” Marisa informs her, volunteering the information, and I sigh with relief, knowing she probably didn’t get an eyeful of Kale’s baby maker.

Mom’s face floods with worry, and I wish I could go to her, reassure her that I’m fine. However, that would mean leaving Kale’s lap and exposing him, and I’m not about to expose us as well. It was so cute the way he tried to follow Mom’s rules, and I don’t want her to know I made him break them. Or that he caved.

“I’m fine, Mom. I promise,” I tell her, my words echoing the ones I just said to Kale. “Like Riss said, I just got tripped up and I fell. I might be a little sore later on, but nothing hurts right now other than my pride. Now if you’ll shut the door, we can get ready and we’ll be out for breakfast in a few minutes, okay?”