Take It (Sinclair 1)

“That feels good,” he whispered.

“What about this?” Kalilah pushed him on his back and straddled him. She slid her hand up his cock and back down slowly. She repeated the motion and added more pressure. With her other hand, she cupped his balls and squeezed him gently.

Nick growled and grabbed her hips to sit up. He pulled her gown off and dropped it next to them. Kalilah felt the cool air flow over her body, and it heated her skin more. He slid his fingers up and down her back. His hands left a trail of fire. She arched against him begging for more contact. He obliged by sucking one of her nipples into his mouth; his facial hair causing friction on her sensitive flesh. She stroked him faster.

“Ah...just like that.”

He groaned before switching to her other breast. She felt Nick’s hands slide down her back and cup her ass cheeks. She shuddered when he squeezed and held her tighter.

“Your…ass…is amazing,” he said between moans.

Nick’s mouth found its way back to her throat and sucked. Kalilah ached for his touch. Her slick center throbbed and begged for attention. Her hips buckled involuntarily. She tried to ignore the ache and focus on Nick’s needs. As if hearing her thoughts, Nick’s hands grabbed her thighs and inched forward achingly slow. He rubbed his thumb down her slit. They moaned in unison.

“So smooth…”

He whispered. His thumb started to rub her in a circular motion. His middle finger rubbed up against her opening.

“And wet…”

Kalilah gasped when one, then two, fingers entered her. Her strokes became urgent as she ground against his fingers. The delicious friction was driving her crazy.

“I…ah…”

Nick moaned as his body tensed. He grabbed Kalilah’s gown with his free hand and covered his pulsing cock as he began to spurt out his warm essence.

His fingers were more, insistent and Kalilah felt the pressure building in her body. She was close. She just needed…more.

“Nick…”

She pleaded. He understood and added more pressure to her sensitive button. She shook with pleasure as her orgasm tore through her.

Nick held her tight as she shook and kissed her along her collarbone. Kalilah rolled off him and laid on her back. She was spent, and they didn’t have sex. She could only imagine how that would be. They were silent until their breathing returned to normal.

“I’m glad my gown isn’t silk,” Kalilah quipped.

“I’m sorry.” His voice was still husky. “If it was silk, I’d buy you three, and it will still be worth it.”

Kalilah smi

led. “You’re lucky that it’s cotton. I can throw it in the wash.” Kalilah climbed out of bed. “Don’t move.”

Nick snorted. “I couldn’t move if I wanted to.”

Kalilah went into the bathroom and threw the gown in the laundry. She wet a cloth with warm, soapy water and went back to clean Nick up. He moaned at the contact.

“I could get used to this.”

Kalilah rolled her eyes. “Shut it. Now air dry. While I take a nap.”

“A nap.” Nick scoffed. And looked at his digital watch. “It’s 8:45 in the morning.” Nick laughed.

Kalilah swatted at him. “First, orgasms are draining. Second, I didn’t sleep well last night.” Kalilah didn’t mean to share the second part until it was already out of her mouth.

Nick sobered. “I’m sorry. I will be a better friend. I promise.”

Friend. Kalilah knew there weren’t a couple. She knew that he asked her to help him lose his virginity. She also knew that he hadn’t made any suggestions of them being together. But, it didn’t make it sting any less.

She was worried about the sting. They’d only hung out for a week. Granted, they’d talked every day that week. She shook that rationalization out of her head. Seven days was seven days. Plus, it had only been two days since she’d accepted his proposition. She was getting too attached too fast; she needed to get some alone time and clear her head.