The Sweetest Thing (Book 1) ✓

23 - Perfect

Emily

I was having the best dream. It was of Dax... like every single one I had since I met him. This time, we were in his room, in his bed. He was kissing me and making me feel so alive. His bodyweight was an amazing addition on top of mine, and his heat was burning me alive from the desire that ignited in me. The last thing I wanted to do was wake up, but then I heard his command close to my ear, and instinctively I followed - I opened my eyes. And quickly found out that the dream wasn't a dream but a reality. Dax was really on top of me, showering me with kisses and making my whole body shiver from his perfectly positioned moves between my legs. I was so turned on it was kind of embarrassing. I was sure he could feel my wetness even with the clothes separating our private parts. He was kissing me. His hands were moving all over my body, leaving little sparks after his fingers. His hips were moving on their own accord, leading me closer and closer to the promised land. I could feel my orgasm building up. The little grunts leaving his lips were making me lose my mind. He changed the angle of his hips and I knew that I couldn't hold on anymore - Dax was going to make me come from just rubbing his hard cock on my pantie-covered pussy.

I was feeling like I was on the edge, and I was ready to jump when he just got off me and left the room. My mind was so hazed from the closeness to an earth-shattering orgasm that I didn't understand what happened at first. One moment, Dax was on top of me, and in the next, he was leaving the room as fast as he could. I was trying to calm my heart when I heard the scream and finally was able to register what was happening - his sister was having nightmares. Shit. That scream was like a cold bucket on top of my body - quite an effective way to stop all kinds of dirty thoughts.

I took a couple of deep breaths to calm my heart, my nerves...my vagina, and got up from the bed, put on my shorts, and quietly went to Caitie's room. When I took a little peak, I saw her in Dax's arms crying hysterically. He was rubbing her back, trying to soothe her, keeping her close to his body and rumbling sweet words in her ear. I felt out of place - this was their moment, between a brother and his little sister. So, I left as quiet as possible and went to the kitchen to make some tea. Didn't know if she'll want it, but it was worth trying. And it wasn't just for her to calm down - I needed it too if I was to sleep in one bed with Dax after this hot make-out session we had mere minutes ago. I looked at the clock on the microwave - it was close to midnight. We had the whole night ahead of us.

The kettle on the stove was just letting me know that the tea was ready when I heard steps moving down the staircase. Dax showed up in all his naked glory...well, he had his boxer briefs on, but they were so tight that it was quite easy to see what he hid in there.

"Hey. I made some tea. Don't know if she'll want some..." He just came to me and hugged me from behind. His lips were barely touching my skin.

"Hey, Cupcake. I...sorry for leaving like that. I..." I quickly turn in his arms and looked him in the eyes.

"You better stop that right now, Dax. You have nothing to apologize for. Caitie needed you and I understand that. I admire your readiness to help her. Now, do you want some tea or not?" He kept his eyes on mine for a little, probably trying to see if I was being honest. I guess he saw what he was looking for, because the edges of his lips turn up.

"Yeah. I'd like some. And one for Caitie too, if it's okay."

"That was the whole plan, dummy. Now move, I need to get the mugs." He let me, but not before he gave me a little kiss on my lips. Then he went and took the cups from the cupboard and put them near me to pour the tea into them. Then he took two of the mugs and went back to Caitie's room. I stayed in the kitchen, drinking mine when I heard the distinctive clack of nails on the floor. Seconds later Ace was sitting next to me, giving me his heat and silent support.