Icing on the Cake

Just A Game ~ Birdy

Katniss

Peeta continues making me feel so good. We're about to go further than we ever have but I start feeling a little nervous.

"Peeta, you are so... hard."

I should be embarrassed but I wonder if it hurts him to be like this. Jo did mention blue balls.

"It's what you do to me. Leaving a trail of clothes for me. Kissing my chest. Agreeing to be my wife... I can't be held responsible for his actions." He laughs lightly.

"His? You mean your penis?" I can't help but laugh.

He nods then kisses me deeply as I grind down on him involuntarily.

"Hey there, soon to be Mrs. Mellark. There is something I would like... no, love to do... something I've dreamt of doing for a long time." He says, and I know we are getting closer to the actual act.

"Besides marrying me? I think I know what you're talking about. I mean, I can feel what you want to do."

"Well, I was talking about something else. First." He teases.

He flips me over so I'm on my back. He spreads my legs and touches my most intimate spot.

Holy Crap!

"Peeta..."

He rubs harder and puts my nipple in his mouth. I gasp, my breathing spastic. I grip his shoulders, about to scream out in pleasure.

"You. Are. So. Sexy, baby. I want to make you feel as amazing as you are. We don't have to if you aren't comfortable, but... I want to taste you." He whispers the last part in my ear.

Every part of me shivers and I feel the need for him starting to pool below.

"Peeta you can do whatever you want and I'm not going to stop you. My whole body is tingling and I don't have the strength to deny you." I confess.

Guess my nerves are gone.

"On the contrary. You are too strong. You have all the power over me. I'm yours. Your slave. Your sex slave." He says in the sexiest voice I've ever heard.

I whimper at his confession. Look into his eyes and nod my affirmation for him to do what he wishes. He kisses from my neck down to my hips. When he gets to my heated core he pushes my legs back, puts them on his shoulders and kisses me through my underwear.

Is this really happening?

I grip his curly locks tightly.

"Is this still okay, should I keep going?"

What?! Of course keep going. Don't just stop.

I almost shout, "Peeta... yes... I... want you. I want you to, please."

"Oh baby, you're so wet for me." Peeta says seductively.

I don't know what takes over my body but I push his face to my open lower lips. He does stuff I never thought I'd be comfortable with. But everything he's doing... is so... incredible.

Oh my!

He could do this everyday for the rest of our lives. My whole body is flailing and shaking.

"Oh my gawd! Yes Peeta, YESSSSS!" I scream as I feel warm liquid come out of me.

I too far gone to ask what that was. I'm pulled into a deep kind of fatigue. I'm awake but can't imagine trying to function. But apparently I'm also breathing too heavily for Peeta's liking.