For Him, I Would

Chapter Nine - Healing takes longer than one night in your arms.

They weren't interrupted this time.

The shower tiles were cool against Oakley's backside as Kayce pressed her into them, tilting her head up to kiss back. His hands roamed her naked body as her fisted his hair back away from his face. His lips pressed into hers, stealing her breath and making her legs go numb but her chest felt like it was ready to explode. Oakley kissed him deeply, wrapping her arms around his neck, standing up on her toes.

His hands moved to her the back of her thighs, lifting her into his arms, his belt buckle hitting her core and making her gasp, giving Kayce enough time to slip his tongue past her lips and dance with hers. Oakley's soft moans drove Kayce wild as he turned and slowly walked back into the bedroom. Feeling the bed hit his knees he lowered Oaklye onto the mattress while her hands worked to get the last of the buttons on his shirt undone. He leaned back up and pulled his shirt off. Oakley's eyes danced across his skin, eyeing the brand on his left peck, wondering what that was even for.

Oakley knew they probably shouldn't be doing this, but she was having a hard time not shutting her brain off. When Kayce leaned down and pressed a kiss between her breasts though, she was able to shut her mind off for the first time from the outside world. His tongue darted out as he moved up her chest, until he bit softly at her pulse, making Oakley's eyes shut briefly. Kayce moved to kiss her again, heated and deep as Oakley's finger worked to undo his belt and jeans. Suddenly Kayce paused the kiss and pulled back a little, looking into Oakley's eyes.

"Are you sure?" He asked with so much sincerity that Oakley thought she may cry.

She reached up, pulled him down by the back of his neck, and kissed him hard before whispering against his lips, "Take me away, cowboy."

Kayce reached behind her, lifting her up and moving both of them to where they were laying across the bed, at the same time pulling his jeans and boxers down and kicking them off. He maneuvered his body over hers, pushing her knees farther apart and settling between them with his hips as his tongue licked into her mouth. Oakley rolled her hips up into his, feeling him react to her movements.

The last time Oakley had been with Kayce they were nineteen, and while they messed around as any two teenagers would, this was different. Kayce was a man now, and by the way his hands moved, he was confident in what he was doing and what he wanted. And all he wanted was her.

All Oakley could see, hear, and the smell was Kayce as he leaned up and over her, positioning himself to sink into her. It was like no time had passed as both their bodies caved into one another. Kayce's caramel eyes found Oakley's light blues and she felt the air leave her lungs from the stretch inside her.

Oakley gasped as Kayce leaned his lips down to her neck, waiting for her to adjust to him while both their bodies were buzzing. He slowly pulled out almost to the tip before sinking back into her. Oakley was seeing stars already as she grabbed at his back, her nails scratching down and making Kayce groan.

"Oh, Kayce..." Oakley breathed. Kayce moved his face back above her as he created a small rhythm with his hips into hers.

"What do you need?" His tongue licked her top lip before he kissed her. "Tell me Oaks..."

"Faster," Oakley mumbled, kissing his chin as Kayce reached down, holding her hips to keep her from moving a whole lot. His pace increased. Her legs shook as they wrapped around his waist.

Oakley was gasping with each thrust, feeling the build-up in her lower stomach as Kayce continued the fast pace. She held onto his arms as she felt her body take her over, eyes closing in pleasure. Kayce came with one more thrust, moaning into Oakley's neck as both their bodies stilled against each other.