Until Kelly by Vera Quinn
Chapter Eighteen
Kelly
The kiss that Trask puts lightly to my lips burns me to my core. I feel the wetness between my legs and my anticipation has climbed higher as the night wears on. I feel needy and I want to move this along, but I know this is a momentous time for Trask and myself. I need to let this unfold as it is intended. I don’t want to miss a second of this. Trask is making love to me. He is worshipping my body one inch at a time. Trask sits back on his heels and looks at me.
“You are the most beautiful sight I have ever seen.” Trask takes his t-shirt off and throws it in the corner of the room. He stands up and slowly unzips and unbuttons his jeans. He lowers them and I see how defined his abs are. I would love to lick a trail over them. I’m afraid to move. If I’m dreaming, I don’t want to wake up.
Trask moves my legs apart and sits on his knees between my legs. He takes my right foot in his hand and caresses it. I moan loudly. The pressure he is putting on my arch is heavenly.
“Like that do you?” Trask asks in a husky voice.
“Yes, it feels wonderful,” I say in a faint voice, not wanting to break the eye contact or the magic. He kisses each of my toes and then picks the other foot up and gives it the same attention. I reach for him. I want him closer to me.
“Let me love you, babe. You can feel me later. I just want to show you that I love all of you.” With that, he starts massaging up my leg, kneading gently. I arch my back, letting myself relax and feel it all. He massages one leg and then the other, relaxing every bone in my body but my nerves are all on edge. I am wondering where his next touch will be. He slowly starts kissing one leg and then the other, trailing a string of kisses up my leg and then I feel his tongue dragging across my skin.
“Holy crap!” I yell.
“Quiet, babe, or I’ll stop. Close your eyes and feel with your body. This is how I love you. Not just one part of you but all of you. I want inside of you, but I love the outside, too. I want all of you to be wrapped in my love for you,” Trask says in a husky voice. I can hear the need in his voice. This man loves me. I feel Trask pulling my panties down my legs as he leaves kisses in the trail and then back up. When his hand touches my core, I jackknife up and Trask gently removes his hand and pushes me back down.
“Easy there, darlin’.” I relax. I feel a warm whisper of air on my most private parts and then his tongue flicks my heated bud, and my orgasm engulfs me like a sparked flame. I feel every nerve ending in my body firing off. My body spasms with one lick of his tongue and then my man devours me as if I am his last feast. My orgasm goes on until I can’t take the sensations anymore and I push his head away. “You have the most delicious nectar.” I can’t breathe, I am gasping for air. I feel Trask’s hands reach for my breasts, and they are tender. The sweetest of pleasures surge through my body. I have longed for this touch from him. His hands feel of strength and his masculinity feel pours through them. He teases one nipple and then the next. He makes his way up my body and kisses me, and I taste myself. Then he rakes his teeth over the hardened tips of my nipples. The contrast between the soft slick moves and the nip of pain has me consumed with need again. The waiting for this moment has made it that much sweeter. I open my eyes and see Trask’s member and it is engorged with need for a release. I reach down toward him and Trask moves my hand back up.
“If you touch me right now, I’m afraid I won’t be able to be gentle with you.” I look at Trask and see what it is costing him to go slow, but I love him for being so gentle with me.
“We have the rest of our lives to go slow. I need you inside of me. I want to feel you.” Trask takes my mouth with a searing kiss that I feel down to my toes and he moves up my body and places his member at my entrance. It only takes one thrust for him to slide inside my heat. I feel stretched and full. He thrusts again and goes deeper. I am ready to show Trask that I love him. I can’t take the slow anymore. I want more… no I need it. I roll us over and I am on top of Trask. He looks surprised but I quit looking at his face for a reaction and let my body take over. I sit up on Trask and he is deep inside of me. It’s almost to the point of pain but a good pain. I wiggle around and it’s Trask’s turn to moan. Yeah, baby, it’s time to play.
I position myself where I am on my knees over my man and I start to rock in a slow rhythm. Trask grabs my hips and tries to speed me up, but I won’t let him. I do short fast strokes and then long slow strokes setting a rhythm. Trask is gasping for air and moaning, and it spurs me on. I know he is close. I slide my right hand between us to speed my orgasm along and when I know Trask is going to let go, I move my hand and let our natural rhythm take me over the edge as I feel Trask finish inside of me. I slow my speed to drag out our climaxes. I can’t breathe. Trask is gasping for air.
“That was amazing. I love you,” Trask tells me.
“It was and I love you to,” I wheeze out, trying to get my breathing back under control. Then I feel the wetness between my legs, and I know we forgot something particularly important. I roll out of bed and I make my way to the bathroom. I clean myself up and Trask walks in behind me.
“I would have cleaned you up.” I look at Trask and I know he is trying to be loving.
“Thank you but we forgot the condom and we haven’t had that sexual partners talk yet.” I take a deep breath. “I’m sorry but this is important. I completely forgot once I made the decision to do this. I just lost my head. I wanted it perfect and I screwed up.” Trask looks at me funny. He picks me up and carries me back to the bed.
“What has you so upset? I forgot the condom, too. It’s not just your fault. We should have had this talk, but it’s not the end of the world.” Trask doesn’t get why I should be upset but I know how serious this could be. Of Course, Trask doesn’t understand, he doesn’t know. I wasn’t always as careful as I should have been when I became sexually active. I made a lot of mistakes when I was dependent on drugs. “I’m clean, I swear. I know with my background with women that you should be concerned but I have always suited up before. No condom, then no sex. You are simply different. I just had a clean test right before Christmas when my insurance renewed. I had to get a physical, and I had them run the tests.” I don’t know how to say this without making myself sound like a slut.
“When I was a little younger, I didn’t always make the right choices and decisions. I had several partners that I knew nothing about. I have been tested and I am clean, but I hate the thought of us not being careful. I am a lucky woman since I wasn’t careful in the past, so I don’t take it for granted. I’m mad at myself for forgetting. I am also on the shot, so no pregnancy scares either.” Trask is in deep thought. Maybe I have scared him.
“You’re clean, and I’m clean, so I don’t want anything between us, ever. I wouldn’t have cared if you were on birth control or not. Not that I would pressure you into wanting a child with me, I just wouldn’t regret it if it happened.” Trask smiles. “Thinking of you round with our child inside of you would be welcomed by me. I want that, one day. Maybe not right now if you’re not ready, but soon.” My heart bursts with love for this man. Being pregnant with Trask’s child isn’t a bad idea to me either.
“We’ve done the responsible thing, talking about this now, and one day, I would like for us to have a child together.” I like that idea a lot.