Chapter Twenty-Six - A different kind of confidence.

McKenna

Paxton and I have ended up watching a movie. We are cuddled up in bed, but keeping our ears open to make sure Carter doesn’t get out of bed. If he does, Paxton will need to hide. My brother usually sleeps all night, so we should be okay.

I slip my hand under Paxton’s tee, drawing circles with my fingers on the bare skin of his stomach. He tenses under my touch, and a soft groan escapes from his lips.

I giggle, “Sorry.”

He looks down at me and raises his brow, “You don’t look it.”

I laugh and shake my head, “Because I am not.”

He chuckles and reaches down to kiss me. Mmm, yes, this is what I wanted. I kiss back happily and move to climb on top of him, straddling his hips. I am not one to make the first move in such ways, but I feel more confident with Paxton. Maybe because I have known him for so long and was in love with him years ago. I am not in love with him now. I fell out of love with a long time ago. Now, it is lust more than anything else.

Paxton groans into my lips and grips my hips, kissing back. I rock my hips against him. I part from the kiss, only long enough to pull his tee off and toss it aside. I dip my head down, kissing over his bare chest. He swallows hard, and heat radiates from his skin to my lips. I slip my hand down between us, palming him through his boxers. He hisses and quickly flips me onto my back. He pins my hands above my head and kisses me passionately. I can feel his growing excitement dig into me.

I whimper and snake my legs around, grinding up against him as we get into a heated make-out session. He runs his hand up my thigh and grabs it. I gasp into the kiss. I part my lips from his, needing a moment to catch my breath.

Paxton brings my tee over my head, throwing it away. I don’t have a bra on underneath. He smirks down at me before his face disappears between my breasts. He kisses all over them before sucking, leaving his mark on me somewhere no one else can see. I bite my lip to stop from being too loud and entangle my fingers into his thick, dark hair.

He comes back up, so we are face-to-face and retakes my lips in his. His hand slides down my body and into my shorts, brushing his fingers over my already throbbing clit.

“I am not the only one aroused.” He growls, dancing his fingers down my folds.

I moan softly and arch into his touch. Paxton’s lips fall on my neck, tracing the skin with his teeth. Thankfully he doesn’t bite or suck because I will need to hide it if he leaves a hickey on my neck.

I rest my lips at his ear, “I want to ride.” I purr, biting below his ear.

He hisses, “Fuck, yes, please.”

We have had sex in a few different positions, but me being on top isn’t one of them. I have always been self-conscious about the position because it shows everything. I will take advantage of my newfound confidence with him.

I use all my strength I have to push him onto his back and climb back over him. I kiss him and fight with his shorts to take them off before removing mine. As I sit up on his stomach, I need to fight the urge not to cover myself since every part of me is in clear view of him.

“Kenna, relax. You have no reason to feel self-conscious. I can see it written all over your face; a part of you wants to hide from me.” He says softly, gently circling his fingers on my hips.

I blush, “Sorry. I can’t help it.”

“You don’t need to be sorry.” He smiles.

I nod and let our lips meet again. Paxton’s hands run down my back and over my ass. I quickly pull back before we get carried away.

“Condom. I don’t have in here.” I whisper.

“I have some in my room. Give me a second.” He smiles, pecking my lips.

I climb off him, between my thighs throbbing and eager for him to hurry back. He puts his joggers back on, sneaks to his room and returns a couple of minutes later with a box of condoms in his hand.

I raise my brow at him, “You brought the entire box?”

He chuckles, “I have another box in my room. You can keep these ones in here.”

He takes one out and puts the box into my drawer. He removes his joggers again. The second he climbs back onto the bed, I pounce on him and snatch the condom from his hand. I tear it open and put it on him.

I don’t waste another moment. I rest my hands on his chest, lift my hips and sink down on his cock. We moan in sync as we connect again. He holds my hips, and I work mine against him, starting with a slow and steady pace. He feels so good inside of me. He fills me up perfectly.

“Fuck, angel, that feels good.” He pants, his fingers digging harder into my hips.

I can only moan in response and pick up my speed. My head falls back, and I moan deeply. None of us are doing a great job of being quiet.

Paxton swats my ass, “I need you to move quicker for me, baby.” He grunts.

I do as he asks. I flick my hips quicker and then start to circle them.

He growls loudly, “Yes, just like that, baby.”

I find the perfect rhythm of back and forth to circling. I arch my back and cry out as his cock brushes against my sweet spot with the movements. He thrusts up into me as I come down on his cock. I fling my hand over my mouth and squeal against it, hoping to muffle the noise.

“Right there,” I mumble into my hand.

Paxton continues to hit the same spot. Christ, no man has ever hit my G-spot before. I feel myself tighten around him in no time. Paxton sits up, making us face to face and slips his arm tightly around my body.

Our lips meet in a heated kiss as our bodies rock in perfect sync. I bury my face in his shoulder, working harder and quicker.

“I am going to come.” I pant into his shoulder.

He spanks my ass, “Give it to me.” He commands the authority back in his tone.

I moan loudly, my entire body shaking. Paxton holds me against him as my orgasm rockets through me. It is so damn intense. I mean legs shaking, eyes rolling, tow-curling intense. I erupt around him, closing my eyes to stop the room from spinning. My body is weak. I don’t know how he does it. He does things to my body I didn’t know were possible.

“Hold on for me, angel.” He whispers into my ear.

He holds my hips tight enough he is in control of them and rails up into me, hard and rough, aiming for his end. I come a second time without warning with the pressure. My body is warm and sweaty.

“Fuck, yes. I am close, baby. Stay with me for a little longer.” He says between heavy breaths.

I become almost limp into his arms as he continues to fuck me. He curses and grunts my name, releasing into the condom, his climax as intense as mine. We collapse forward, his body on top of mine, still buried in my pussy.

“Sex with you is incredible.” He whispers, kissing my neck.

“Yes.”

I can’t seem to string together anything more. It feels like the air has been knocked out of my lungs; I am so breathless. He kisses me softly and rolls next to me. Silence falls between us as we catch our breaths and let our bodies calm. Paxton reaches over, his arm around me, and brings me closer. I place my head on his chest, and he strokes my hair.

“Perfect.” He says, kissing the top of my head.

I nod and nuzzle his neck. I am happy lying here with him. We will probably get another round in before he needs to go to his room.