Chapter Thirteen - I knew she would enjoy it.
Paxton
I pull back from the kiss and dip my head down, attaching my lips to her neck instead. I can’t believe none of her exes never went down on her. What the hell was wrong with them? I have a feeling they were selfish lovers and only cared about themselves. And with Kenna being quite timid, she probably didn’t say anything. I will just need to make sure even more she will enjoy it. I reach over and switch the small lamp on to see what I am doing better.
I place my hand on the bottom of her tee, “Can I?” I ask.
She glances up at me with lustful eyes and nods. I remove it over her head and toss it aside, exposing her breasts to me. I groan and take advantage of it. I kiss over them, circling my tongue on each other nipples. She whimpers loudly and arches up from the bed, the small buds hardening in my mouth. Kenna entangles her fingers into my hair, and I make sure not to miss an inch.
A deep, throaty moan comes from her mouth.
I glance up at her and smirk, “You need to be quiet, sweetness.”
“Easier said than done,” she pants, “But I will try.”
I can sense she is nervous alongside turned on. I am eager to bury my face between her thighs. I descend my lips, kissing over her ribs and bare stomach. She gasps and shudders below me. I pry her legs apart and hook the band of her shorts in my fingers. Kenna lifts her hips, allowing me to take them off. I notice she has panties on. I thought she would be naked underneath, but it is an issue which can be fixed easily.
“Sorry,” I say as I rip them off and throw them away.
Kenna snickers, “You could have just taken them off, you know?”
I look up at her, “It is more fun ripping them off.” I chuckle.
She shakes her head at me. I brush my fingers over her folds, and she soon stops shaking her head and reacts to my touch. I can already feel her wetness. I gently flick my tongue over her clit, and she gasps and entangles her fingers into my hair. I trail my tongue down her folds and back up, groaning as I do because she tastes damn good. I love the taste of women. Her entire body relaxes, and any nerves seem to have disappeared. I knew she would enjoy it.
I use my mouth to explore every inch of her pussy.
“Fuck, that feels good.” She pants, rocking her hips.
I slip my tongue into her pussy, circling it and massage her thighs. Kenna lets go of my hair and fists the bedding, crying out.
I swat her thigh, “You need to be quiet.” I chuckle.
Kenna stares down at me with dark eyes, “I am trying.” She breaths out.
I smirk and get back to work. I focus my tongue on her clit and slip two fingers into her. She quickly grabs a pillow and covers her mouth to muffle the sounds. I curl my fingers and stroke, caressing her sensitive skin. Her body arches up from the bed and squeals into the pillow. Thank God Carter’s bedroom isn’t close by.
My fingers slide in and out of her with ease because of how wet she is. I love the way she is reacting to me. It is turning me on so damn much. My cock is hard and throbbing. It makes me want to fuck her, but I will wait until it is only us in the house so we can get the full benefit of it, and she can scream my name without worrying. Nothing is sexier to me than when a woman is vocal for me.
It doesn’t take long for her to tighten around my fingers. She is close. And it is time to bring her over the edge.
“Please, Paxton.” She begs between heavy breaths.
I switch my fingers and tongues. I need her to come over my tongue, not my fingers. I use my best skills, and only seconds later, her legs shake, her head falls back, and my name falls from her lips in a resounding whimper as her orgasm takes over. Her juices soon flood my tongue, and I drink her up greedily. There is so damn much of it, which tells me it has been a while. I don’t stop until she does, her body stilling on the bed. By the time we end, her body is warm and sweating, her breathing loud and uneven. She tosses the pillow aside.
I brush my tongue over her folds one last time before I kiss back up her body and tower over her. I smirk down on her flushed cheeks, her eyes shut tight.
“Tell me, dimples, did you enjoy it?”
She opens her eyes to look up at me. I lick my lips, “Mmm, you taste good.”
Kenna bites on her lip, “Yes, very much.” She whispers.
“Good. I knew you would.” I wink and peck her lips.
Her eyes glance downwards, falling on my evident excitement, “Do you want me to fix that?”
“Don’t worry about me. I will take a cold shower.” I smile.
“Really, a cold shower?” she laughs.
I nod, “How do you think I have been dealing with being around you for the last few days?”
Her eyes go wide, “What? You have been taking cold showers because of me?”
“Yes. So, another one won’t do me any harm. We can continue tomorrow when we have the place to ourselves.” I smile.
She nods and smiles back up at me. I kiss her softly and lie down next to her. She quickly covers herself up with the covers, getting shy on me again.
“Angel, there is no point in trying to hide it. I have seen it all.” I laugh.
She rolls onto her side to face me, “I know, but this is still all a little weird and a huge change.” She says.
I reach over and caress her face, “I know it is. It is the same for me, but you have no reason to hide yourself from me. You don’t need to be shy. You are beautiful just the way you are. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.” I say softly.
“It will take some time for me to be entirely confident around you.” She says honestly.
“I understand.”
It is a big change for us. A new dynamic that neither of us believed would happen.
“Thank you.”
“Do you want me to stay in here with you?” I ask.
“I am not sure if that is a good idea in case Carter catches us.”
“Good point. I feel bad leaving you.” I sigh.
“Honestly, Paxton, it is okay. It is far too risky for you to spend the night.”
“Yes, true. I can stay for a little while before I go to my room.” I smile.
“I would like that.”
I can stay for a bit, at least until she falls asleep on me. As long as I don’t fall asleep, too. I don’t know how I would explain that one to Carter if he caught me in bed with his little sister.