by E. L. Todd
I knew she was right. I was being too stubborn about this. “Okay. Fine.”
“Good. Now invite him to coffee with us.”
“No, I want to have girl talk with you.”
“I’ll say anything to Cayson that I say to you,” Trinity said.
“It’s still a lot more fun when it’s just us.”
“Well, of course,” she said with a laugh. She sipped her coffee then flipped her hair over her shoulder. “Please tell me you’ve taken a ride on his cock.”
“Trinity!” I pressed my finger over my lip. “Shh!” I glanced around the nearby tables to see if anyone had heard.
“Grow up, Skye. No one cares.”
It seemed like no harm had been done.
“You better say yes,” she pressed.
“No…it hasn’t happened yet.”
“What the hell is wrong with you guys?” She stared at me like I was crazy.
“It was going to happen the other night but the damn pizza guy ruined it.”
“How did he ruin it?’’
“He came to the door.”
“So? Wasn’t he only there for a minute?”
“But it ruined the moment,” I said with a sigh.
“Ruined the moment?” she asked incredulously. “Wasn’t he still hard? That’s enough to keep going.”
I laughed lightly. “Cayson wants it to be special.”
“Well, if he keeps wanting it to be special, you’re never going to have sex at all.”
I laughed again. “I know, right?”
“You must be going crazy. It’s been months.”
I gave her a firm look. “I am going crazy. We fool around but I want everything.”
“He satisfies you, right?”
“Oh yeah,” I said immediately. “That’s not a problem. But I want him, not his hand or his mouth.”
“I hear you, girl.”
I pulled my tea bag out of my cup then set it on a napkin. “Any men in your life?”
She looked down at her cup and blew the steam away. “No.”
“How long have you been single?”
Trinity thought for a moment. Her gold earrings reflected the light, and her lip gloss was shiny. She had perfect features, and her make up only highlighted her stunning appearance. I definitely felt dwarfed by her beauty. “Almost a year.”
“When’s the last time you had sex?”
She sipped her coffee. “Uh…I can’t remember. It’s been a while though.”
“We should go out so you can pick up someone.”
She smirked. “It’ll happen when it happens. No need to rush.”
“I feel like we haven’t gone out in so long.” I felt guilty. Since Cayson and I got together, I hadn’t been the closest friend to Trinity.
“We’re going out now.”
“It’s not the same. We should hit a club.” I didn’t really have any interest in that. Now that I had a serious boyfriend, the idea of going out to a noisy club where a bunch of men would stare at my rack and Trinity’s legs didn’t exactly sound fun.
“We’ll see.” She looked out the window and watched people go by. Her eyes lost their light for a moment, seeming to disappear. Her lips pressed tightly together like she was thinking.
“Everything okay, Trinity?” I asked.
She turned back to me. “Yeah. I’ve just got a lot of homework and stuff…”
It still seemed like something was off but I didn’t press her on it.
***
Cayson was leaning against my car when I walked outside the coffee shop. He was staring at his phone, hitting his thumb against the screen like he was playing a game. He wore dark jeans and a gray t-shirt. His muscled arms were noticeable under the winter sun. Hair started to come in around his chin, thick and brown. I loved it when he shaved but I also loved it when he didn’t. I eyed his body for a moment, remembering how he looked naked on my bed. I wanted to run my tongue all over his body and taste him.
I shook my head and made the thoughts escape. Then I walked over to him. “Hey you.”
He put his phone down then turned his gaze on me. His blue eyes suddenly looked brighter when he took me in. A grin stretched his lips. “I’m glad you’re happy to see me, not pissed.”
“Trinity talked me down.”
“I’ve always liked her.” He put his phone in his pocket then embraced me. One hand moved into my hair while he kissed me, making my lips burn. He always moved his lips against mine in just the right way. He clearly knew what he was doing. He steered me against the car door and pressed his body against mine while he continued the embrace.
Then he pulled away slowly. “I think this is getting out of hand…”
“A little.” I glanced at his lips then returned my look to his eyes.
“Have a good time with Trinity?”
“Yeah.”
“What did you guys do?”
“Talked.”
“About?” he asked. “You guys always talk.”
“Boys, sex, music…stuff like that.”
“Did I come up?” he pressed.
“You always come up.”
“Oooh…I hope good things were said.”
“They were.” I gave him a flirtatious smile.
“And I hope it wasn’t just about my…size.” A tint came into his cheeks.
“No.” I started to blush too.
He stared at me for a moment before he moved his hands to my hips. “Have plans tonight?”
“With you, I assume.”
“Can I take you to dinner?”
“You can take me anywhere.”
“Good answer.” He leaned in and kissed me. “I’ll pick you up at seven.”
“Okay.”
“You want to sleep at my place tonight?”
Why did it matter? He never asked that. “Sure.”
“Okay.” He opened my door and helped me get inside. “I’ll see you then.”
“Okay.”
He gave me another kiss. “Wear something nice.” He shut the door and walked back to his car.
***
I wore a backless black dress with silver heels. A matching bracelet was on my wrist and diamond earrings were in my lobes. My pea coat was hanging over the chair. I wanted Cayson to see my dress before I put it on, just to see his reaction. I thought I looked pretty decent. Hopefully he liked the way I looked.
A knock on the door announced his presence.
“Come in,” I called.
He stepped inside, wearing slacks and a button up shirt.
I whistled. “Someone looks like a million bucks.”
He eyed my waist and legs. “I can say the same about you.” He hooked one arm around my waist and rested his hand on my bare back. His fingers trailed down the skin. “I like this…”
“You do?” I was pleased by his words.
“I like your skin.” He moved behind me then pulled my hair over one shoulder. Then he pressed a kiss between my shoulder blades, making heat move through my body.
“I like your lips.”
He came back around me, his hand moving to my chin. “You look lovely tonight.” His eyes moved down to my chest then back to my eyes. “But you’re missing something.”
“What?” I blurted. I checked everything.
He pulled a box out of his pocket then opened it.
Inside was a white gold bracelet. On the chain were moons and clouds. I stared at it for a moment before I picked it up. It was light and smooth in my hands. I turned it over and saw the engraving.
A billion stars in the Skye. Only one you.
My heart swelled at the sight. I looked back at him, at a loss for words. “Cayson…”
“Shh.” He grabbed the bracelet then clasped it onto my wrist. He removed the one that was already there. “You don’t need to say anything. I just want you to have it.” His fingers stroked the skin of my wrist before he placed a gentle kiss there. “Now you’re perfect.”
My eyes watered. �
��I’m perfect with you.”
Affection moved into his eyes then he stepped closer to me. “That’s the truest thing I’ve ever heard you say.” He cupped my neck and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead.
I rested my face against his chest, treasuring the moment. Cayson’s sweetness always caught me by surprise. He did everything and anything to make me happy. “I’m sorry I was being a brat before…”
“It’s water under the bridge.” He kissed my lips gently then pulled away. “Are you hungry?”
“Have we just met?” I countered.
He gave me a fond look before he grabbed my coat and put it over my shoulders. “Ready?”
I nodded.
We left the apartment then headed to the restaurant. When we pulled up to the front, I realized it was an Italian place.
“I know how much you love pizza,” he said. “This was my way of taking you to a nice place but giving you what you really want.”
I smirked. “Genius idea.”
We walked inside then moved to the table near the window. Like always, Cayson pulled out the chair for me and allowed me to sit down before he sat across from me. He handed a menu to me before he looked at his own.
“I don’t know if I should get the eighteen inch or sixteen inch pizza…” I stared at the menu while I tried to decide.
He smirked at me. “Get the twenty inch and take the leftovers home. I know you like to munch in the middle of the night.”
“So, you won’t judge me?”
“Have I ever?” He looked at his menu again. “I’m getting the tortellini.”
“Pizza is better,” I blurted.
“You never order anything else.” He said it in a condescending way but affection was in his eyes.
“Because it’s good.”
The waiter came to our table and took our order. The bottle Cayson ordered when we arrived was poured.
“This is a fancy evening,” I said.
“I wanted it to be special.” He looked into my eyes as he said it.
Then it hit me. When we went back to his place tonight, we wouldn’t fool around and go to sleep. What I’ve been looking forward to was finally going to happen. I tried to hide my excitement but I had a feeling my face was giving it away.
We made small talk about school and our family. Our voices were low while we talked over the clanking glasses and moving plates. We drank our wine until the bottle was empty then ate our meals when they arrived. I would normally eat half of my pizza but tonight I didn’t want my stomach to be too full. So, I just ate a few slices. Cayson didn’t eat as much as he normally did. Perhaps he was nervous.
When the check came, he slipped the cash inside.
“Can I get the tip?” I asked.
“Nope.” He pushed the tab away then placed the remainder of my pizza in the to-go box.
“You need to let me pay sometime.”
“Nope,” he said again. He stood up then pulled out my chair for me. “Let’s get this pizza in the fridge.” His arm moved around my waist and he led me out of the restaurant. Knowing what we were going to do when we got to his place made my heart race. I was excited and warm. My nerves were firing off and I was eager to feel him. I daydreamed about our rendezvous for the entire ride home, imagining how he would feel when he was finally inside me. By the time we pulled into the parking lot, I was wet.
After we walked inside, he put the pizza box in the refrigerator then came back to me. “Thank you for having dinner with me.”
“Thanks for feeding me.”
Silence.
He stared at me, his hands by his sides.
I met his gaze, suddenly feeling sweat on my palms. I was nervous, but not in a bad way.
Cayson moved his hands to my hips then bunched up my dress lightly. He eyed my body for a moment, his eyes lingering on my chest, and then he met my gaze. Desire was in his eyes, shining bright.
My lips parted on their own, my need guiding me. I pressed my chest to his then leaned my face near his. His warm breath fell on my cheek. Since I knew where this was going, it felt different. It was like the first time all over again.
Cayson stared at me until he finally closed the distance and kissed me. His embrace was gentle and purposeful. He took his time, not rushing. His hand moved up my stomach and my chest until he reached my neck. His fingers dug into my hair while he deepened the kiss. His tongue slipped into my mouth, lightly touching mine.
I was lost to him immediately. His kiss always swept me off my feet. The way his tongue felt against mine was unlike any experience I ever had. He was the best kisser I’ve ever been with, hands down. He put every other guy I dated to shame. My relationship with Cayson was different. It was beautiful, pure.
Cayson slowly led me down the hallway, stopping every few feet to give me a passionate kiss. He pressed me into the wall while his hands moved over my body. He would grip me tightly, like he never wanted to let go. Then he led me down the hallway again, heading for his room.
When we walked inside, there was a gentle glow from dozens of white candles. They flickered as we passed. He continued to kiss me as he led me to his bed. When I felt the frame behind me, I stopped.
Cayson stared into my eyes while he found the zipper at my side. He pulled it down, never looking at his hand. Once it was loose, he pulled it down, revealing my bare chest. I couldn’t wear a bra with the dress so nothing was covering me. He got it off then picked me up and placed me on the bed. He grabbed each foot and slipped my heels off. Then he kissed my calves and knees, moving to my inner thighs. When he was between my legs, he grabbed my thong and pulled it off.
I lay back on the bed and felt a lump. I reached behind me and pulled out a candy bar. Rose petals and bite size candies were across the bed. “Candy bars?” I asked with a smirk.
“I know what my baby likes.”
My heart swelled and I cupped his face. “I love you so much, Cayson.”
His eyes filled with emotion. “And I you.” He placed a gentle kiss on my lips before he moved down my body and to the area between my legs. His mouth moved over my folds and his tongue did wonderful things. He always touched me the right way, like he could read my mind. He pushed me to the edge but wouldn’t let me fall over.
I leaned up and unbuttoned his shirt. I was eager for him so my fingers worked furiously. They shook slightly, my need obvious.
“Don’t rush. Make it last.” He kept his voice low while he stared at me.
My hands slowed down as I finished. I couldn’t contain my excitement. I’d been waiting for this my whole life. When every button was undone, I pushed the shirt over his shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Then I pressed my lips to the skin over his heart, giving him a gentle kiss. His hand moved into my hair, a quiet moan that was almost inaudible coming from his lips.
My hands undid his jeans then pulled them down. I took his boxers too. Cayson kicked out of his shoes then tore off his socks. When he was naked, I stared at him for a second, taking in all his glory.
Cayson stared back at me before he scooped me up and moved me further up his bed, resting my head on one of his pillows. A few candy bars got in the way so we pushed them aside.
I wrapped my legs around his waist then dug my hands into his hair. His lips sought mine in the dim glow and he breathed hard into my mouth, setting it on fire. His hard cock lay against my stomach. It was thick and long, definitely impressive. I was eager to feel him. I knew it would be an experience I’d never forget.
Cayson opened his nightstand and pulled out a foil wrapper. Then he tore it open like he’d done it a hundred times.
I snatched it from his hands then threw it on the floor. “I don’t want you to wear one.” I always practiced safe sex but Cayson was different. I didn’t want to be separated by latex for our first time.
“Are you on the pill?” he whispered.
“Yes.”
“Good. I didn’t want to wear one either.” He moved back over me and separated my legs w
ith his.
My hands moved to his arms, feeling the muscle, and then around to his back. I was shaking with excitement and I wasn’t sure how to hold on. Cayson grabbed my legs then moved his arms behind my knees. We were as close as possible. His head was pressed to mine and then I felt his tip at my entrance. My hands moved to his arms and I squeezed them in anticipation.
Cayson slowly moved inside me, stretching me the second he entered me. I was wet so it was easy for him to slide through. He stared into my eyes as he inserted himself further, going until he was completely sheathed.
Damn, he felt good.
I breathed hard while he stretched me. My body took a moment to acclimate to his large size. My fingers dug into his skin of their own accord. I stared into his eyes, seeing the desire and love shine back at me.
Then he started to move, sliding in and out without shaking the bed. Every movement was precise, hitting me in the right spot. He didn’t kiss me. Instead, he watched my face and locked his eyes with mine. He took his time, going slow.
My hands moved up his neck and into his hair. He already felt so amazing and I didn’t want it to end. I enjoyed him in a way I never enjoyed another guy before.
Cayson continued to move and a moan escaped his lips. “Fuck, you feel good, Skye.”
“You feel better.” Sweat formed on my upper lip.
He leaned in and kissed me gently, using his tongue to tantalize mine. He moved at that pace for a long time, not in a hurry to reach the finish line. Then he pulled away and started to move faster. Sweat formed on his chest and I touched it with my hand, feeling the heat.
“Cayson…”
He moved harder and faster, pushing me into the bed with his strength.
I felt the distant burn in my stomach as his desire grew to a crescendo. My legs started to shake and I moaned incoherently. My nails dug into his skin, about to make him bleed. Then it hit me like a slab of bricks. My head rolled back as the explosion reached every part of my body, making my fingers and toes tingle.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said through his heavy breathing.
It lasted for almost a full minute, the longest orgasm I’ve ever experienced. The area between my legs grew tender as he continued to slide in and out. Even though I had already climaxed, it still felt good.