My blood heats to boiling point and I can’t think, let alone see straight, with her touch, and when she rubs me against her wet pussy, I take things into my own hands. I tilt her forward and nearly bust a nut when I glance down. I’m dripping with precum against Felicity’s core as she holds me in place, her slender fingers caress me…and, “Fuck, I’m going to come.”
Thrusting inside her, I jerk, coming so hard my eyes cross. I drop my face between her covered breasts and groan through the hard release. Felicity throws her head back and moans, and then her wet pussy convulses around me. The tightness surrounding me, tugs more release from my dick until I’m sure she’s sucked me dry as I strain over her.
“I can’t get enough of you,” I confess, and chuckle. “That nearly blew my head off, and I’m not only talking about the one on my shoulders.”
She giggles and it makes her core massage around me. I moan and slowly pull out as I watch my release follow. I snap my eyes closed to avoid the erotic sight before I blindly reach for a clean dishtowel. “We’ll toss it into the trash.” I quickly dry my cock and pulling my briefs and jeans back up, I hold the towel between her legs. I stroke her mound with my thumb before leaning in to capture her pink lips. “I love you,” I whisper, and capture another kiss.
Once I’ve cleaned her up, I help her back into her panties, finding that I’m reluctant to remove my hands from under her dress. But when I do she clasps them in hers. Kissing my knuckles, she moves my hands behind her back and wraps her arms around my waist, her head going to my chest. I hold her in the circle of my arms and rest my chin on the top of her head.
Felicity sighs. “This is the place that I always want to be. Wrapped up in your arms, listening to the beat of your heart. I love you, Kasey. I love you so much that I can’t believe you’re mine.”
“You’ll always be mine.” I kiss the top of her head, and picking her up in my arms move us to a kitchen chair. I sit with her on my lap, our arms still holding each other. “Will you do something for me when we get back?” I ask.
She frowns, so I continue, “I don’t ever want there to be anything between us. It feels too good being inside of you bare. I just don’t want to get you pregnant before you’re ready, okay? So I was wondering if you’d make a doctor’s appointment and, well, you know…” I flounder and can’t finish.
Felicity shakes her head, but with a huge smile splitting her face. “I’m not going to be taking anything, Kasey.” She gets to her feet and turns the oven off. “It’s ready.” She turns to face me with her bottom resting against the countertop. “If we get pregnant then we’ll deal with it, right? I mean it’s not something I’ve really thought about until you just mentioned it. But now I can’t get it out of my head. You keep talking about wanting a life with me. Well, I want one with you too.”
I’m sure that I’m grinning like an idiot, but I can’t help it, she’s a dream come true. “Are you sure?”
“More than anything.” She smiles. “Besides, I love feeling you come inside of me. It really turns me on but it also makes me feel special.”
“You are special.” I grab her up into my arms and twirl her around. “So damn special.”
20
Felicity
A week after returning to New York with everything that Blake and I own, I’m getting the spare room in the apartment ready for him. The room isn’t as large as the master bedroom, but now that we’ve rearranged the furniture my brother shouldn’t have a problem maneuvering around it. The bathroom isn’t ideal, but it will do for now, and he should still be able to manage.
I’ll just be glad to have Blake here instead of in the hospital. I’m kinda hoping that he loses the chip that he has on his shoulder. I know he’s pissed at the world because he’s bound to a wheelchair for now, but I really want him to start living again.
The doctors can’t find any reason why he can’t feel his legs. Nothing. They’ve said it might come back in time, or it might not. In fact, I’m sure if he could have punched one of the doctors he would have done so, especially when one particular doctor had told him his lack of feeling was psychological.
Personally, I think there is some truth to that. I mean, why can’t they find what the problem is when he’s had test after test? I’m hoping that the change of scenery, especially when we leave for Montana, will have a positive effect on him.
Sighing, I finish tucking the sheet in on the bed, and hear a groan from behind me. I turn my head and see Kasey leaning against the doorjamb with his arms crossed and his eyes on my bottom.
“You like what you see, huh?” I wiggle and smirk when his eyes darken.
“I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight.” He continues watching me. “I’m not coming any further into this room or I’m going to be all over you. In you.”
Placing the last corner beneath the mattress, I straighten. “All done.” I toss the quilt over the bed and smile. “I hope he likes what we’ve done in here.”
We’ve tried to make the bedroom his room, and I’m really hoping that it doesn’t anger him because of all the NHL stuff we put up on the walls.
I move over to Kasey and wrapping an arm around his waist, he tucks me under his arm as we look at the room. “I think it looks amazing, and I’m sure he’ll appreciate having his things around him.”
“But?”
His hand tightens around me. “There’s no real but in there, just don’t be disappointed if he doesn’t thank you for your effort, okay? I can’t imagine losing the use of my legs when hockey has been my life.”
Chewing my lip, I glance around, wondering if I should have waited, only to decide that no, I shouldn’t. “He needs his things around him. He’s coming to a new apartment, so I want him to have comfort in his things. I know he isn’t a child, but it’s my turn to look after him.” I smile up at Kasey. “He’s going to have to deal with it. Maybe it’ll take his mind off his legs for a short while.”
“Just remember that you’re not alone and that I’m here to help you in any way I can. You can tell me anything. Rant. Cry. Scream. Laugh. Any damn thing, Felicity,” he says this so fiercely. “That was a bit over the top, huh?” He laughs.
“A little bit…and I promise to talk to you about anything. Always, okay?”
“Hmm.” He guides me out of the room and into the living room when the intercom buzzes.