Pretty Thing (Naughty Things 1)

His face is on my mind. And his hands are on my mind. And his lips, and his tongue, and his heart are all on my mind in this moment.

“I’ve missed too many nights with you, Kali,” he says. “I don’t want to miss any more.”

There’s a conversation that comes after words like that. A conversation about logistics, and living arrangements. About jobs versus careers versus callings. About hometowns and city life and other things too. Like wedding days, and honeymoons, and maybe even children.

But not tonight. None of those things are important tonight.

So I say, “I don’t want to miss any more either.” And I say it because it’s true. One hundred percent true. I don’t know how we fit all the odd pieces of our separate lives into one coherent puzzle, I just know that if it’s meant to be, it will be.

We will make it. Or maybe we won’t have to make it? Maybe now that we know who we are to each other all those things that have been keeping us apart will give up the fight and surrender to fate.

Because I feel like that’s what this is.

Fate.

Soulmates.

Aiden pulls back first, his eyes already open when I open mine. He smiles at me and says, “Let’s go to bed.” And then he leads me over to the bed, pulls back the covers and invites me to climb under them.

I do. Slowly and carefully as he follows my lead. Under the soft comforter he repositions his body so he’s on his side. One fingertip dragging up and down my belly. Starting just above my pussy and ending right between my breasts.

My skin prickles up from the soft touch of his fingers, my nipples becoming hard and erect. He flicks one, then takes it between his fingertips and massages it gently.

I close my eyes and sigh, wondering how I could exist two hours away from him all these years. Two stupid hours apart. This could’ve been mine for years already.

“Kali,” he says.

“Hmm?” I say.

“Tell me what you want. Tell me what you like. And don’t be embarrassed or afraid because I need to know everything about you right now. I want to hear all of it.”

“Oh, God,” I say, smiling and unconsciously covering my face.

“No,” he says, pulling my hand away and placing it between my legs. “I’m serious. Show me again how you like it.”

I draw in a deep breath, then slip one finger between my pussy lips. Parting them slightly, acutely aware that I’m already wet. And then open my legs and grant myself full access.

Aiden leans over, kissing my belly, then rests his cheek on it. The slight stubble rubbing against my skin.

“Like this,” I say, rubbing small circles around my clit with two fingers. “But faster. I’m just not very good at getting myself off without a vibrator.”

“Do you want me to get that for you? Or should I take a whirl at it?”

I chuckle, my free hand automatically going to his head, tugging on his hair and hugging him at the same time. “Please, give it a whirl.”

He picks up my hand between my legs and places it on his head to join the other one. “You can guide me, when the time is right.”

He means… when he eats me out. He must like that feeling. Of being guided.

“But for now, just relax and let me do my thing.”

“OK,” I whisper. I have nothing else to say to him but yes tonight.

He starts by playing with me the same way I was playing with myself, rubbing small circles, but then one finger slips between my lips and he changes to a back-and-forth motion. Each time delving deeper between my legs until his fingers stop on my asshole.

“Ohhh,” I say.

“Like that?” Aiden asks, bringing his fingers forward again.

“Mmm-hmmm,” I moan. “Everything is so slow and soft. It’s almost… agonizing.”

“It’s anticipation,” he says. “More commonly known as foreplay.”

I laugh, can’t help myself. And then open my eyes and find him turning his head to look at me. “Well, you’re very good at it.”

“You deserve to know how I feel when we’re being intimate,” he says. “And this is just one way to show you.”

“Considerate and careful, that’s you.”

“Not with everyone,” he says. “But with you, always, Kali. I love your body, I think you’re pretty, and yeah, I want to put my cock inside you and fuck your brains out. Pretty much have wanted that since we were sixteen. But that’s not the point. It’s just one way I can show you how I feel. And this,” he says, easing his face forward until his tongue is flicking against my clit, “is another.”

His words tickle and I hold my breath for a moment. Then he gets on his knees, repositions himself so he’s between my legs, and drops his mouth down onto my clit. Sucking slowly and with just enough pressure to drive me wild.