Chapter 21
"Thank you." She whispered. He shook his head and placed a small chaste kiss on her lips.
"Thank you for sharing your body with me." The back of his fingers lightly brushed her cheek unable to hold her due to the angle. He didn't want to crush her but he wanted to touch her.
She rubbed her cheek against his fingers and chuckled with a goofy smile, "Anytime." She closed her eyes still feeling the afterglow. Nothing she ever did to herself felt this good.
"Be careful what you say. I may take you up on that offer." His voice was dark and he was nuzzling her behind her ear.
"Would that be so bad?" She whispered. It didn't sound bad.
"Ask me that went we are in the parking lot again, or in a dressing room or at a restaurant." Ideas were flooding his mind, places they've been at or where they could go for privacy during their busy days.
"The LoveMe room has a lock right?" He whispered and her eyes widened.
"We can't! The LoveMe room, at a restaurant?" She couldn't picture it, doing those things in such public places.
"You said anytime." He licked her ear, "You'd just have to be very quiet." He ran his hand down her leg that was bent beside his waist and caressed the back of her knee. She flushed with a small gasp and she picked up her leg into the air.
"Imagine us at a restaurant sitting in a booth with you sitting in the corner. I can slide my hand down your thigh and tease you just like this. I can whisper in your ear all the things I want to do to you and your mind would start to picture it just like now. The way I would touch you, kiss you, taste you." He licked her skin just then and she whimpered.
"No one would notice us. We would be hidden in our own little world like we normally are avoiding fans." He thrust his body up against her sex and she moaned softly.
"See, you're already getting wet again." He pulled his body back and pulled her leg towards her making her hips rise. He slipped his left hand between her legs and lightly slid his fingers up and down her entrance spreading her juices all over her folds.
"Tell me you would want to wait till we got home for me to touch you. It would be so sexy to watch you try and control yourself as I touched you, pleased you, having you try and control your sexy whimpers and moans behind a napkin as I slip inside of you under your sweet little skirt." She stifled herself against her hand as he slipped two fingers shallowly inside of her. He thrust his fingers inside and circled her clit with his thumb. He held her leg up with his right and filled her up with his left. She moved her hips trying to match his rhythm.
"It would only make me try harder to make you scream out." He rubbed his thumb against her clit when he spoke, causing her to cry out as he desired.
"More, give me more." He twisted his fingers and started moving inside of her rubbing her nerves as he thrusts in and out of her. She tried to move with him, but her leg in his hand prevented it, she was forced to ride his fingers inside of her, at his pace as she withered on the bed. She felt him watch her, thought about how he would block them from the rest of the world as he made love to her.
No, she wouldn't be able to wait. She had to have him, anywhere he wanted, she would say yes. She would trust him, she would let go and give her self to him anytime, anywhere. Her only hope was that she didn't embarrass herself before they got alone.
Her breath was coming in fast and shallow, she was so close and he could feel her pulse around his fingers. She drenched his fingers in a matter of seconds and his body shook with the idea of her wrapped around his shaft, having her juices coat his hard arousal as he slid in and out of her tight wet depths. He wanted to ride her as she moved under him, knowing his length, his body, was making her feel this way.
Soon. He will claim her as his and only his. She will know only his touch, and her body will only respond to him. He will open up her sexuality and only he would be able to turn it on.
She cried out as she came, wildly, explosively. She felt him let go of her leg and slip out of her. This time instead of resting on top of her, he went to her side and pulled her against him, cradling her with his body. He slid his right hand up her body between her breasts and cupped her left face. He turned her face back to him and he kissed her, slowly, sensually. When she fell back, his arm was there to rest her head on. She snuggled into the curve of his body and found him hard, still in his boxer briefs.
"Kuon, make love to me. I want you to enjoy tonight as well." She kissed his arm lightly.
"I like the way my name sounds from your lips and this has been the best night of my life. I don't want to ruin it by hurting you."
She turned in his arms, lying on her back. "It's going to happen anyway, right?" He nodded.
"Then why not tonight? The sooner it's done, the sooner it will always feel this good." She turned to face him and she ran her hand over his chest making him shudder.
"At least let me see you completely." She whispered, her eyes following her hand down his chest, to his flat stomach.
He sighed, "It would be safer if I stayed like this." He needed this boundary, this barrier that prevented him from taking her for the rest of the night.
"Why? I'm willing and," She let her hand graze him and he hissed, the arm under her head tensing up, "…you are very able." She leaned over and bit his chin lightly and pulled back with a smile.
He rolled away from her and slipped off the bed. She grinned and watched him as he looked around the floor, bending down he picked up his slacks. He slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled a black square.
She blushed, was that a condom? Where did he get that? When?
"When did you get that?"
He smiled a little embarrassed, "I actually got it on the way back home. I guess deep down I was kind of hoping you'd say yes." He had hooked his fingers on the waistband of his shorts and slipped them off.
He stood up and she had to convince herself to look. She was a good girl and never saw a man naked but here was one now. Still no matter how she felt about him, she was embarrassed of the idea of just looking. He did look at her though, every single little bit of her so she had every right. She let her eyes drift down his body, running over his broad smooth chest, his tight abs and slim waist then found his dark straining erection. She really didn't know what she could say about it. It was her first one and all she could think was that Kuon was in need and that she wanted to please him.
He stood for a moment and let her look at him. She didn't move to come near him if she wanted to touch. She just was looking. He couldn't do that. He wanted so much more than to just look at her. He had to touch her, feel her skin under his hand and then taste her, licking the sweat off her body, the sweet flesh revealed to him.
He watched her as she looked at him. She had her right arm up, under her head and her left cleverly covering her breasts. His eyes followed to the curve of her waist up to her hips as her left thigh fell forward to cover her sex. She lied there naked on his bed but still covered up and it raised his desire for her, his sweet innocent Kyoko.
He needed her. He slipped back onto the bed and crawled back to her. Her eyes came back up and met his as he appeared above her. He ran his hand up her side and searched out her lips with his. She responded so eagerly now, lightly suckling his lips and then parting them allowing him entry inside of her. He never thought she would let him near her like this. He swept his tongue inside of her, tasting the sweetness of her mouth.
She felt him slip his hand over her breast and teased it with his palm making her whimper softly into his mouth. He moved down and rotated his hand to point down instead of up and wove into her curls again. She gasped as he slipped over her, breaking the kiss. She lifted her leg up onto his hip, spreading her thighs giving him the room she wanted him to have. He continued kissing her, nibbling her jaw, sucking and licking her neck making her shiver. His long fingers slid around her loins, sliding around her clit, down the sides of her lips. He never went straight inside of her or ran over her overly sensitive spot. He played with her, felt her completely and worked her until she was going to scream at him for the torture.
Then he would touch her, slip in side of her. She felt him press his fingers at her entrance and slide his fingers up and over her nub. She groaned and moved her hips towards him. He spread her juices over her, teasing her, making her even wetter. Was he going to make her cum again before entering her? She wanted him, not his hand, even if his hand felt really, really, really good. She wanted to feel him stretching the walls of her body. She wanted to know how his hard arousal felt inside of her.
"Kuon, please, I want you. I want to feel you inside of me." She cried out as he sunk his fingers in deeper than last time inside of her but she felt no pain, just tightness. He was still being careful. He plunged his fingers in and out of her and her body grew accustomed to it, making her body pulse with pleasure as he moved inside of her.
She felt herself building, his hand moving faster and harder, his mouth feeding off her skin. She wanted to let go and feel that rush, that explosive release, but she wanted him to feel it too. She reached down and felt the curly nest that cradles his arousal. Her fingers brushed against hard silk and she heard him groan.
"Kuon..." She moaned softly. She wasn't going to be able to hold on much longer. She felt a pressure inside of her. It was different feeling than a release from her clit. He rubbed his hand over a spot inside of her, thrusting against it and it felt like she needed to pee.
"Kuon, wait… I…" He kissed her, stealing her words, swallowing her moans and whimpers.
"Let go," He moved faster, "cum one more time for me." He whispered to her and she did, she felt herself release, felt something slip and she got scared, embarrassed. She hid her face with his shoulder and she wanted to cry. Did she honestly wet the bed while they made love? He is going to laugh or kick her out.
He pushed her onto her back and moved above her and her face was so red and quickly hid her face in her hands.
"What's wrong?" He placed his hand on her arm and tried to move it but she didn't budge.
"Kyoko? Did I hurt you?" She shook her head and mumbled.
"I can't understand you. Move your hands. Talk to me."
She did but she turned her face away and whispered again. He heard something about waiting and he leaned in further.
"I think I wet the bed when I came" Her face was so dark red that he had to fight not to laugh.
"You didn't." He said with a large smile and she shook her head.
"You didn't feel it. I felt myself…I felt something…." She couldn't say it.
He kissed her forehead, her temple and made his way down her face as he spoke. "I felt you ejaculate. It's okay. A lot of women can't do that so it's not very well known. Look at me."
She turned her head to him hesitantly.
"You didn't do anything abnormal." He kissed the tip of her nose. "Nothing to be embarrassed about." He kissed her lips and she responded timidly. He pulled away a little and licked her lips once making her part her lips. He licked her lower lip and pulled away smiling. He did it again and she laughed. He was playing with her, trying to make her smile. This time he did kiss her properly letting their mouths melt within each other.
He moved his hand to her hip, down her thigh and slid it forward up his thigh. She felt him do the same to her other leg angling her hips up towards him. Her heart raced knowing what was going to happen, her mind wanting to prepare itself. She tensed as she felt his stomach hit her. He pulled back with a smile and chuckled.
"I'm not going to just do it. That would make the pain worse. Relax or I'll just eat you out again and do this another time." He licked her cheek and she frowned.
"It's hard not to think about it." She confessed.
"Then I'll have to get you to not think about it."
He rose up from her leaning slightly forward. He placed his hand on her right leg and his eyes fluttered shut as he glided his shaft across her delicate flesh. He moved his hips and rubbed himself against her. The skin rubbing her was so much softer than his fingers but he was so long and so hard. She felt her juices coat him and he slipped over her easily but he moved slow, pressing that hard flesh against her teasing her little nub in long sure strokes. It was lighter than his hand or his tongue but the longer strokes still stirred her.
She glanced up at him as he moved. She didn't understand how he could control himself like this. He had this look on his face almost a painful expression but he continued. If he wasn't enjoying it then he wouldn't be hard still. He picked up the little black package left beside them and rolled it on. She watched the thin rubber cover him completely with a little nipple at the end. She felt him shift back and his covered head slipped over and rubbed her clit. She whimpered softly and her eyes closed shut. She spread her legs wider loving the isolated contact. She started panting, gripping the sheets above her head and then she felt him push at her entrance slipping his head in. She cried out and tensed up. This was so much wider than his fingers.
"Relax." He didn't move in further or push in. She tried to calm her breathing to relax her body. She felt his hand caress her thigh, stroke her stomach. As soon as she felt comfortable he pushed in again and she tightened up. This time he slipped his hand between and started rubbing her clit. She moaned and he pulled out slightly then back in but just that short distance.
His breathing was harsh and he moved in and out slowly that one little bit. She felt herself relax and expected him to push future but he didn't. He continued with that little bit. She glanced down and noticed he wasn't even half way in and it felt like this. He worked her up again, sliding in and out of her and then he blew past her barrier. He moaned out and he moved out of her as soon as broke through.
She felt a small sharp pain from within making her yelp, her eyes squeezing shut. Without him inside of her the pain left quickly and she was left with the shock of it. She felt him leave the bed for a moment then return. He pulled her into his arms as she recovered. She felt him erect against her thigh.
"You didn't cum. Why did you stop?"
"This isn't about me. If I continued, it would have hurt you, I don't want that." He kisses the top of her head. "Let's clean up."
She looked confused then looked down, a little bit of blood decorated her inner thighs and she panicked.
"Your blanket!"
He laughed and picked her up in his arms. "Don't worry about it. I'll get it cleaned or buy new ones." He carried her over to the bathroom. "Maybe you can pick out new ones." He smiled at her. She laughed and gave a sharp nod.
"Sure! They will be pink and lacy!"
He visibly paled as he set her down in the shower. "Ok maybe not."
She laughed, "I was kidding. You like dark colors. I would pick one to suit you like dark blue or maybe a dark green. I might even try a pattern!" She teased him with silly ideas of patterns as if he wouldn't like them. He would probably let her do the pink and lacy if it meant she was in those sheets with him every night. He reached up and plucked the shower head off of its hook and she pouted.
"That's no fair, I can't reach that high."
"Then you can only take your showers with me from now on." He smirked at her and started washing off her skin.
"I can do that." She tried to take the handle from him embarrassed by him babying her.
"But I want to and I thought we would take a bath together. This is just to get rid of the blood." That made sense but she was still kind of shy about it.
"Well then give me that and you get the bath ready." She offered holding out her hand and he really couldn't argue with her. It was a valid and logical thing to do. He nodded and handed her the head then stood up to leave.
"You're not hard anymore." She noticed as the water poured over her stomach. He was limp and much smaller than before.
"I don't like seeing you in pain. I'm sorry." He answered and closed the shower door behind him. He turned on the water to the tub and applied the stopper letting it fill up with hot water.
She felt much more comfortable taking care of her little mess without him. She didn't think about the clean up though in the back of her mind she knew it was going to happen. She let the water rinse off her thighs and inside of her until the water ran clear. She didn't feel any different other than very happy. She only remembered all the things he did to her before the pain. It was like he accidentally pinched her and now it was forgotten. She wished that he continued. He was probably over reacting.
She turned off the water and then tried to put the shower head back in its holder. There was no way. She stretched herself as tall as she could and she could barely touch it. She heard the door open but didn't look over.
"I almost got it!" She suddenly felt his body press against hers and she shivered as she was pressed against the cold tile. His hands glided up her arms then took the shower head from her hands and put it away. The cold tile in front of her and the hot body behind her made for an interesting reaction inside of her. She felt his hand hold her wrist up above her keeping her body stretched.
He ran his other hand down the side of her body and she shuddered. She felt so helpless and the way it affected her, scared her. Would she always feel so powerless around him? He stepped back but continued to hold her up. He slid his hand around to her stomach and glided up to her breast, the tips hard and still brushing against the cold tile.
"Sometimes I think you do these things on purpose." He whispered as his hand cupped her left breast. His fingers very lightly twisted her nipple between his fingers and then let go, never twisting more than a degree or two then repeating in the other direction.
"What things?" She squirmed and she felt him growing hard again against the small of her back.
He laughed softly, "Exactly. You don't know how many times I've wanted to kiss you or just embrace you these last few years. You would do these things and I had to fight my desired so you wouldn't run away. " He let go of her arms, letting her back onto her feet. He wrapped his arms around her hugging her close.
"I'm not going to run." She twisted to face him and he let her. She met his eyes and they held this lost painful expression.
"Promise?" He whispered and she smiled up at him. Even he had his insecurities.
"I promise. I already said yes, remember?"
He beamed that heavenly smile down at her and nodded. "I remember. I won't ever forget either. The bath is ready."
He held her hand going out and slipped in first making the water rise almost the rim. He kept his legs open for her to sit between them. The water was HOT, and it took some time for her to get use to it but she was able to sit down with him, the water hitting her up to the shoulder.
"The water is too high." It wasn't comfortable, she was afraid of slipping. She always filled the tub half way when she bathed in here.
"Here, stand up." She did and he straightened his legs into the water, "Sit on my lap." She smiled and he helped her down. Sitting on his thighs was the oddest thing but it allowed her to feel all of him, like he just surrounded her plus the water hit her just above her breasts now. She leaned back and felt too low so she pushed herself up against him. He groaned and she felt him hard pressed against her butt.
"Feeling better then?" She moved her hips against him and he tilted his head back with his eyes closed. He murmured an agreement and she giggled. He kept his hands resting on the side of the tub. He didn't try and stop her just let her do what she wanted. She rose up on her knees and turned to face him. He cracked his eyes open to watch her.
She sat on his lap again with him between her legs. He looked at her darkly but didn't move like he was curious as to what she was going to do. She started at his hands beside her and ran her wet hands up his arm to his shoulders. She let her fingers run down his pecs, over his ribs and across his abs. She looked up at his face and his eyes were closed again. She ran the back of her fingers up his torso again and he let out a shaky breath.
So he did like it. She leaned over and kissed his collarbone like he did hers. He sighed and the water sloshed around them slightly. She ran her tongue across the dip at his shoulder and neck drinking the water on his skin. She kissed the drops off his neck and she wanted to lick off the little droplet of water hanging off his ear but couldn't reach.
She smiled and pushed her hips against him. He gasped as she pressed the length of him against her folds. She felt him tense below her, his hands clenching into fists at their sides. She pressed her chest against his and leaned in and licked that little drop. She moved her hips down and he groaned. She felt him raise his hips against her as she moved. The water was making the feeling rougher. Without her slickness gliding them together, she felt all of him rub against her.
Her heart started beating faster and her breath rushed in and out of her lungs as she rubbed herself against him. She had her right arm wrapped around his shoulder, her hand at the back of his neck, the other was holding on to the edge of the tub. The water lapped up and down their bodies as she moved against him. She was getting off on him, feeling the burn between her legs grow.
She rose up higher as she moved up and reached between them. He gasped as she grabbed him lightly and moved his very eager length out and under her, she pushed herself onto him and shuttered as his head entered her. A loud splashing distracted her and she found his hands at her hips stopping her.
"What? Did I do something wrong?" He slipped out of her, out of her grip, as he stayed still in the water holding her off of him.
"I didn't bring any protection with me in here."
"It amazes me how you can think feeling this way. Where is it?" She asked.
He licked his lips, "Let's go back to bed and I'll get it." She pouted a little and stepped out of the tub.
"I wanted to try it in the tub though." She murmured as she grabbed the towel.
"Next time." He kissed the top of her head. "When you are birth control." He walked out without drying off.
Me? On birth control? She didn't think about that. Women did have more options than men did. They always advertised safe sex all around her school but it was just condoms since they were fast. If she was on birth control, they wouldn't have to stop for him to put one on. She wrapped herself in the towel as she thought about it. She would have to look into it. She entered his bedroom and he wasn't there yet. She looked over at the little LED clock and it flashed 12:20. She had to be at the studio at 9:30, probably 9:15 to be safe. So if she left at 8:30 from here, she should be fine walking there. Kuon came back with a box in hand. He pulled out another little square and ripped it open immediately this time.
"What time do you have to work tomorrow?" He paused as he opened the little package and had to think about it.
"8am. What time do you start?"
"9:30." She replied and he frowned.
"I can't take you there. Will Kotonami-san give you a ride?"
She shook her head, "No. I'll just walk. Put that on and come here."
He didn't like her walking alone on the streets but he wouldn't argue with her now. He pulled the rubber out from its mangled package and rolled it on. Kyoko pulled the towel off and moved to the head of the bed. He crawled onto the bed chasing after her. He wanted her so badly but he still had to be gentle.
When he reached her, he captured her lips with his. Her hands hugged his face as he explored her mouth. He moved up, pushing her down beneath him when she stopped.
"No, I want the same position like in the tub." She looked up at his face, "Please?"
How could he refuse? It explained why she went to the head of the bed. Then he got an idea.
"Are you ready though?" She sighed at his question.
"Yes! I've been ready. I want this, Kuon."
He smiled, "I'm not asking that. I'm not letting you go tonight believe me. I meant…." His hand touched her and she and to admit that the water washed away most of her moisture.
"You may not be a virgin anymore but we still have to make sure you are ready." He lied down on the middle of the bed and took her hand. She moved to sit on his lap and he haltered her.
"No, I want you to sit further up." She looked at him confused. He smiled and tapped his lips. Her face turned crimson.
"I… I can't. There… No. I'll lie down like before."
He laughed gently, "You'll love it, I promise and it will only be for a little bit. The next time you cum, I'll be inside of you feeling you around me. Come here."
He beckoned her over with his hands and she timidly crawled over. She tried to figure out the positioning. She would have to have her knees beside his head. So she placed her knee there. He was low enough on the bed that it gave her plenty of room for her body. He moved his arms so her calves were under his bicep. She looked down and turned bright red again. She felt his hands on her thighs and slowly spreading them further apart, lowering her center above his mouth.
She jerked up as she felt his tongue and he smiled. His hands slid around her thighs sliding up her stomach and back down. She relaxed down and he kissed her. She had a lot more control like this. His head was tilted up a little with a pillow and he slowly licked and kissed her. She reached out for the head board when he slipped his tongue inside of her. He felt deeper this time and she felt more of what he was doing. His nose was above her clit and would every so often hit her giving her a little shock.
She wanted to tilt her hips towards him so she leaned back, letting go of the head board and her hand found his hip. She groaned and shook as he increased his pace. His hands did more to her as well. They slid across her skin like silk and teased her breast as he feed. She started moving her hips against the tip of his tongue as he lapped at her center. She wondered if he was really, really good at this or if she was just really sensitive. She dug her nails into his skin as he sucked at her nub making her cry out and pant.
"Kuon, wait. Stop. I'm going to…" She sat up or tried to. He followed her raising his head and shoulders up, sucking her clit while his tongue circled it wildly.
"Aaaaah!" She shoved her hand into his hair, gripping it tightly and she couldn't help but move furthering her gratification. She shuddered uncontrollably as he drank her up and then fell back onto the bed with a smile.
"You liar." She moved to her left side and he sat up.
"Guilty but worth it." He twisted over her and started kissing her neck and down to her breast, taking a perky tip into his wet mouth. She groaned and pushed him away. He wiped his mouth with his hand as she climbed on top of him. The condom was still on him but when she touched it was tacky. She glided her body against him and gasps as it hit her overly stimulated clit. She licked her lips and moved herself over him. She felt his head press against her entrance and pushed down, her hands on his shoulders.
He slid inside of her slowly as her body adjusted to him. It was tight and it ached as she reached deeper inside of her but it was nothing she couldn't handle. She finally shoved the rest of him inside of her, crying out in bliss as he moaned finally being inside of her.
She thought the condom felt funny, like there was something foreign inside of her. She didn't feel that way with his fingers and she liked rubbing against him and only him in the tub. Still it was a must or he wouldn't continue. She started moving up and felt little shocks deep inside of her. She didn't move up much before she sank back down. As she moved, it got easier, whether she was relaxing enough to take him or if everything was just wetter she didn't know but she pushed up and he slipped half way out of her.
She let her body take over. She did what felt good to her. He played with her body, hands roaming over her skin, fingers pinching and rolling her nipples, his mouth licking and kissing anything he could reach and she rode him. She lifted herself letting him almost slip out of her and then pushed him back forcing another sound from her throat.
She rocked her hips and found a faster but shallower thrust. She wanted more, faster, harder. She must have spoken out loud. Next thing she knew he was on top of her tearing screams from her mouth. He pounded into her fiercely in a fast steady rhythm, each thrust sending these uncontrollable electric strikes through her body.
She could hear his hard labored breathing, the wet sounds of his body meeting hers, the bed even creaked at the force. He finally let go, unable to hold back any longer and she was more than happy to take it all in. She screamed out, feeling like she exploded into a thousand pieces, her body rocked as her orgasm rode her body, her body clenching around him but he didn't stop.
She didn't think her heart to take much more, she felt her thighs slick with her juices, her body was this huge bundle of nerves and still he pushed her, forcing her to build back up. His hand slipped under her hips and lifted her up. She cried out as he pushed at another angle, against another spot. His breathing became erratic and his rhythm was shallower. She flung her arms over her head as she felt it coming again. She groaned loudly as her body shook and she felt him push against her, bursting inside.