Electric Love

Chapter Thirteen

                                                               *****WARNING!!!!*****

THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT

DO NOT READ IF THAT KIND OF THING MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE

YOU'VE BEEN WARNED ((;

It was like a flip had switched in Kaine as he lifted my hips and dragged my lacy thong down my legs until they were in a ball on the floor. He took a moment to take in the sight of me, legs spread wide and my core glistening before him. He took his bottom lip between his teeth with a groan of appreciation. The longer he stared at my most sensitive area, the more self conscious I grew until I started slowly bringing my legs back together. He stopped me with a rough grip on each thigh and spread my legs back apart. Heat rose to my face when his eyes finally met mine.

“Don’t hide from me, Rayne.” He paused to place warm, gentle kisses to my inner thighs. “You’re so fucking beautiful and you’re body is so sexy. I love seeing how your body reacts to me, how wet I’ve made you.” He breathed against my lower stomach, his breath warm as his mouth kissed a trail down, down, down, until he was right at the center of my heat. “And now I’m going to taste you, bambina” He muttered. I rested my weight on my forearms as I leaned back, watching him.

Without another word, he flicked his tongue out and slid it down my wet slit and back up again. The second his tongue made it to my bud, my back arched off of the bed and I let out a soft moan of encouragement. I’d never had a man actually do this to me correctly. Most men were absolutely clueless when it came to clitoral stimulation. So, naturally I was thoroughly surprised at the tingling sensations sending electrical impulses to every single nerve ending in my body. Collin never knew had to properly please me in this way, so Kaine doing it perfectly was new for me but ten times more enjoyable than I had anticipated.  I had only ever been able to enjoy oral sex with women and even that had been a long time.

The feeling of his tongue flicking my clit and then flattening out to lick right between my wet folds, was sending my hormones into overdrive. He repeated the action until he found a rhythm. I soon was matching his rhythm, circling my hips to the pace he set. While his tongue set to work on my clit, he slipped a finger into my entrance. He picked up the pace and my breathing hitched, another moan escaping. The dual stimulation was causing the pressure in my lower stomach to build up higher and higher until it reached unknown heights. I knew my release would be coming soon, and when it did I would shatter with it.

“Kaine,” I gasped.

My hands found their way into his hair, tangling in it with desperation. With a tight grip on his brown locks, I held his head in place and ground my hips onto his tongue which was moving at a unbelievable speed. The feeling was unlike any other time I’d been with a man and the pleasure was immense. With just his tongue and magic fingers alone, my sexual appetite would be completely sated, but the greedy side of me wanted—no needed more. I was edging towards my peak and my eyes rolled back in my head.

“Fuck, yes! I’m gonna—” I stopped unable to finish my sentence.

I let out a low groan, eyes screwed shut tightly relishing in the pleasure of his mouth and fingers. Within that moment, the dam burst and I was coming harder than I ever had. Stars danced around my vision as I opened my eyes and my body quivered delightfully. Kaine never slowed down, he continued just as fast as he had been. His attack on my throbbing core was going to be the death me.

He pushed his free hand up the front of my dress, stopping at my chest to cup one of my breast. With expertise, he rolled my nipple between his thumb and index finger until it was hard and tight under his hand. He let out a guttural groan at the feeling of my hardened nipple, while I remained a moaning mess. He was the puppet master in that moment, and I was merely a puppet under the control of his hands and that deliciously sinful mouth of his.

I shivered in delight at the thought of what else the dark, dominant,  man could do to me. An orgasm creeped closer and closer until I was right at the verge of it once again. I groped my other breast that his hand wasn’t massaging, so enthralled in the pleasure. Without warning, he stopped everything. I whined, lifting my hips off of the bed.