CHAPTER 34 Part b
Her heart jumped as he leaned in and kissed her gently. It reminded her of the kiss they had shared the day before. It was soft and slow and he didn't touch her body. She was still on her hands and knees, leaning towards him but when he kissed her, she moved back slightly causing him to lean closer to her on the bed while he kissed her.
She lifted a hand to touch his face and tilted her head to continue kissing him. She ran her fingers over his jaw, which had been shaven. She liked that she could detect the short, prickly facial hair of his 5 o'clock shadow. She lowered her hand to the side of his neck and could feel his blood vessel pulsating.
He placed his hand over hers and she turned her hand in his and held his hand. He pulled their entwined hands to his chest and she could feel his heartbeat.
She kissed him a little harder. He rested his other hand on her upper back and moved his fingers around in their place before pulling her upper body a little closer. She pulled her lips from his suddenly. She almost said 'Wow' but stopped herself and, instead, exhaled loudly as she sat back down on her knees a little distance from him.
"I guess I'm still right. It's just a kiss..." He said. He watched her lick her lips as he wiped his own. He waited to see if she would willingly take his bait. He knew she was smart enough to know it wasn't just a challenge. He was asking her consent.
"Then we didn't do it right." She jumped at him again and this time, he put his hands on her waist and she used her teeth to tug at his bottom lip as she pulled him closer by his neck. He parted his lips and delved his tongue into her waiting mouth. He could taste the chocolate she had eaten.
He was still sitting sideways with his feet planted on the floor. He turned his body a little more to face hers. He moaned into her mouth and, as they kissed, she lifted her lower body and stepped closer on her knees. She sat facing him at his side with one knee bent against his thigh and the foot of her other leg slowly making its way over his lap to rest on the bed on his other side.
He dropped his hand to just above the knee of the leg draped across his lap. He slowly crept his hand higher on her thigh and she moaned at the sensations his touch aroused in her.
His other hand worked its way into her hair and he tilted her head in the opposite direction and deepened the kiss. He then slid that hand down her neck and spine, and past her hips to her butt. He tried to pull her closer but couldn't. He shifted his body a little more towards hers to bring his leg up from the floor. He took hold of the knee of the leg she had draped across his lap and lifted it slightly in order to bend one of his legs between hers, all the while kissing her intensely.
He was surprised when she slowly leaned back, drawing him down with her as she rested her back on the bed. She ran her hands from his neck, down his back to his waist and tugged him closer. He rested a little more of his weight on her and she sighed into his mouth.
They hadn't done anything but make out and hold each other. Now that she had pulled him down on top of her, he felt a little bolder and moved his lips to her neck for a little more intimacy.
He licked her and then softly nipped her skin with his teeth. She moaned in delight and he bit her flesh. She wrapped an ankle around his as he licked and kissed her neck once more. He bit her harder than before and she let out a slight yelp, more in surprise than in pain.
He lifted his head to look at her. Her eyes were closed. "Don't stop," She whispered ahead of her. He looked down at her chest, which was rising and falling rapidly, then he turned her chin so that he could kiss the other side of her neck. He moved a strand of her hair out of his way, ran his fingers lightly over her skin and began nipping at her once more and he felt a muscle at her breast twitch.
She had rested her hands at his sides on his belt and was holding him loosely against her body. He stopped with his assault on her neck and turned his face to kiss her lips once again. She slowly glided her foot along his leg from where it had been wound around his ankle and she lifted it so that her thigh was resting higher around his hip.
She popped her lips from his and lifted her elbows and hips to try and shift them away from the edge of the bed, towards the center. He lifted slightly off of her to help.
They settled into a more comfortable spot and looked at each other for a moment before he lowered his face nearer to hers, paused and looked into her eyes. She put her hands on his chest and swallowed. Keeping her eyes on him, she lifted her head slightly from the bed to meet his lips. When she was sure his eyes had begun to close and his lips had begun to part, she relaxed, closed her eyes too and kissed him. She wouldn't admit that he made her nervous; that she was worried he would realize whom he was kissing and jump off of her. She had suggested a kiss the previous day in the kitchen and he'd kissed her but as he'd mentioned earlier, a kiss was sometimes just a kiss to him. Or was he just saying that?
They continued kissing at a leisurely pace. Niles had been quiet and seemed set on his task and how he wanted to do things. He naturally seemed to take the lead until she unexpectedly reached between them to begin unbuttoning his shirt.
He was surprised and pulled his lips from hers, looking down at her hands.
"I think the implications of the kisses you've been giving me have been quite clear... Don't you?" She watched for his response as she unbuttoned the rest of his shirt.
He didn't respond to her question and rather ran his hand down her body to her hip and kneaded her before pulling her thigh more snugly around his hip. He wiggled his pelvis against her to work their centers closer together. She gasped and felt her breasts tingle. His silent actions were unnerving.
She pulled his shirt off as he kissed her gasps away and she began popping the buttons on her own shirt. Her bra revealed itself button by button and he stopped kissing her and sat up to straddle her hips and watch her hands. She kept her eyes on his face as she undid her buttons. As he watched her bra slowly reveal itself, an eyebrow lifted in arousal and she smiled. He reached for her hands to stop her and her smile turned worrisome. He looked at her face and then back down as he unbuttoned the rest of her blouse for her.
He peeled her blouse open and took in the sight of her. Her abdomen trembled in anticipation as she set her eyes on his chest for the first time and noticed the look in his eyes while he looked at hers. He'd wanted to touch her bra-clad breasts since he'd spied them through the sliver in the door the other morning. With his fingertips, he gently touched one of her cups. She whimpered and her body wanted to squirm beneath his but he was heavy on her hips.
He slowly danced his fingers down below her breast, onto her ribs and feathered them down to her waist and then her hipbone. "Kiss me?" She gasped as her hips bucked up.
He lowered his mouth to her ribs below her cup and gently kissed her with his temple against her breast and her hand in his hair; he shifted his body lower to kiss the curve of her side where her waist and hip met; then he shifted his body even lower and looked up at her. She inhaled a sharp breath and looked down at him as he rested his chin on the band of her pants, below her belly button with his hand on her hip. She pushed herself up onto her elbows.
They watched each other for a moment and then he moved his hand to her zipper without lifting his chin. He waited to see what she'd do. She exhaled and dropped back down from her elbows. He slowly unzipped her pants after undoing the clasp that held it in place. She gulped in a breath as he parted the material and revealed the tiny satin ribbon on the front of her navy underwear. He brushed his fingertips along the top edge of her underwear and she sucked her stomach in.
He lifted his hand to touch her tummy. She grabbed his hand from there, feeling self-conscious. He looked up at her to see her frowning at the ceiling in worry. He shifted up her body and kissed her tummy, looked at her and then kissed it again. Her breathing slowed as she seemed to relax. He moved higher and touched her face as he leaned his entire body onto hers. She felt his bare chest against her bra; his stomach against hers; his hipbones against hers. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him in for a kiss. As their tongues massaged each other's, he pushed his pelvis against hers and she felt his arousal at her thigh.
She lifted both her legs around his waist and he pushed against her. She moaned into his kiss and tightened her legs, pushing his ass harder against her core. She lifted her pelvis as he pushed forward again. She whimpered and felt his hardness twitch. She let go of his shoulders and reached down to undo his belt.
She pushed his trousers down and he lifted his hips as she did the same to her own. He left his trousers pooled at his knees while she kicked hers over her heels and off her body completely. He grabbed her hip, slid his hand down to her thigh and lifted her leg around his hip once more. He pushed himself roughly against her. She sighed, open-mouthed, tugging him closer.
He began rubbing his boxer briefed- erection against her panties and kissing her passionately. Her moans grew louder. "Niles..." She panted and swallowed. "What are we doing?" Her voice was deep, just the way he liked it, and he could hear the strain he was causing her.
"Proving- who was right... Aaa-... about kissing," he gasped.
"I'm winning," she said and grabbed his ass, kneading it through his boxer briefs in rhythm with his thrusts. She could feel his erection rubbing deliciously against her covered clitoris and lips.
"Feels like I am." He croaked against her mouth as he dry-humped her.
He could feel her panties growing damp. She could feel it too. This was as far as they'd ever dared to venture before. if they moved forward from here, both knew there'd be no turning back.
She brought her hands up from his ass to the waistband of his briefs and he slowed his motions so that she could slowly tug them down.
He kissed her neck and reached down for her underwear. She lifted her hips so that he could peel them off of her. He tossed them aside and rested his body back down on hers.
They wanted to keep the momentum going but suddenly they had switched gears. She felt his pubic hair slide against her center until his head was aligned with her lips. She felt his tip brush against her folds and she whimpered.
They looked at each other and he lowered his face to hers to kiss her gently. She lifted her leg and tilted her hips to set him on the right path. He took it as permission and pushed into her.
She opened her mouth against his kiss and let out a silent cry of pleasure at how he stretched her. Her bottom lip stuck to his and she clenched her teeth as he began to move against her, slowly withdrawing and then pushing into her time and again.
She dug her nails into his upper arms in attempts to pull him deeper. She felt his body grow hotter and hotter against hers. His thrusting sped up and he circled his hips a little with each stroke; his head buried in the nook of her neck and shoulder.
"Ah, Niles..." she muttered and the sound resonated deeply within her throat and in his loins. She lifted her pelvis in time with his strokes to make it even more pleasurable. She felt a few droplets of sweat run down from the underside of her breasts and dribble across her side and onto the bed. She wasn't sure if it had emanated from her or him. Frankly, she didn't care.
He put his hand on her waist with his thumb near her naval. He bit her neck in the same spot he had earlier, this time in attempt to hold control over his lower half. She didn't yelp this time.
Her focus was completely on the friction inside of her. Niles was inside of her. Oh, God, Niles is inside of me! He shouldn't feel this good! She expelled a large breath as she groaned his name again loudly. She felt him push harder every time she'd say it. He drove her closer and closer to the edge like a train that had run off of its tracks. She felt like she had no control. She felt like he had taken over everything inside of her body and left her with only pleasure.
"CC..." He whispered as his thrusts grew irregular. Her heart jumped and her entire body tingled. It was the first time he had ever addressed her by that name. It was the first thing he had uttered since their kisses had turned so heated.
He was losing control just as she was. She grabbed his face and began kissing him feverishly, missing his lips a few times as their bodies bounced against each other. They were almost there.
"Aahaauh, CC!" he repeated louder than his first whisper. She scratched her nails down his back as it became too much for her. She screamed out his name as her toes curled, her hips bucked forward and body stiffened in ecstasy. She felt him ejaculate inside of her and jerk against her a few times as he reached his climax in time with hers. A wave of pleasure washed over her and she couldn't catch her breath. She thought her heart would pound right through her chest.
He continued bumping his center against her, not wanting the moment to end.
He slowed his movements and flopped down onto her, resting his forehead against her shoulder. He was breathing heavily and still spasming and quivering inside of her as her inner walls tightened and loosened around his penis.
She smiled broadly and let out a giggle of euphoria as she lifted her arms to rest them around her hair. He moved a hand to her hip and caressed her gently with his face still in her neck. She slowly dropped a leg from around his hip and moved her hands to his hair. He lifted his head and turned to look at her. Neither of them knew what to say.
He moved his head so that his lips skimmed the corner of her mouth. She closed her eyes and turned her face to his, her breathing just as heavy as his still was. She moved her hands from his hair to his neck and kissed him twice before catching her breath again.
As their breathing slowed, Niles slid out of her. She shivered at the sensation. He crawled back up and pecked her lips a few times and then kissed her shoulder before flopping down onto his back beside her.
They stared at the ceiling and listened to the sound of their breathing for a few moments. Niles reached for the edge of the duvet cover on his side of the bed and pulled it over himself as he rolled onto his side to face her. She smiled and decided to do the same. She pulled at the duvet on her side and pushed him back down onto his back and rolled with the duvet to rest her head on his chest and drape her leg over him. She lifted a hand to his chest and played with his hair. He smiled at the ceiling. She looked up at him with her chin on her hand and saw him smiling. It made her smile, too.
"I think you proved my point for me, Bell Boy." She smirked.
"Babs... You know... I didn't mind agreeing with you on this one."
She laughed deeply and smacked his chest. "I think this is the best argument we've ever had."
He grinned. "Hopefully not the last?"
She shifted and he thought she was going to move off of him. He worried that she wanted this to be a one-time thing. He didn't want her to break the contact. He put his arms around her waist tightly. She kissed his chest and his grip eased.
"Oh, I'm gonna hurt tomorrow," she said.
"It's been a while for me too. I might not be able to lift a pot onto the stove."
"You're not getting out of feeding me!"
"Well then let's go make some breakfast now," he suggested. She looked up at him and grinned. "Let's!"
He released her, reached for his pants and slipped them on after crawling out from under her. She sat up, pulling the covers around her chest.
He noticed she was a little self conscious about being seen so he placed a loving kiss on her forehead and said, "Meet you in the kitchen, witch." She felt butterflies flutter around inside of her at his tender gesture.
She smiled and watched him leave her room, shirtless.
She licked her lips and jumped off of the bed, slipped on a pair of panties and wrapped herself in her favourite red robe. Her hands busied themselves fastening the robe snugly around her waist as she galloped into her bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her lipstick was smudged, her hair was a mess and her skin was glowing. Her reflection smiled at her as if gossiping with an old friend about the sex she'd just had.
She fixed her hair and grabbed a facial cleansing wipe and got most of the smudged lipstick off. As she reached for her Chanel No.5 perfume, she spotted a book she had left in the bathroom to read while lounging in the tub. It was a biography on the life of Marilyn Monroe.
CC had always told herself she'd never open herself to a man the way Marilyn had. Nor would she fawn over them. The woman was an idiot to allow herself to be hurt so many times and CC refused to make herself vulnerable to that kind of suffering. She vowed she would always be in control.
But Marilyn had been right about one thing... 'A real lover is a man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead.'
CC smiled and shook her head. Shit, CC. You've gone and done it now. She grinned at her reflection, which was holding the bottle of perfume. She spritzed some of the Chanel onto her décolletage and into her hair and quietly placed the bottle down on its mirrored tray before skipping to the kitchen in nervous excitement.