Page 59 of Unmasking Her Shadow

“You always get to come first,” I remind her, spreading her thighs apart and admiring her pretty pink pussy that is all fucking mine.

“What about you? Why can’t we come together?”

I kiss her inner thigh. “Giving you pleasure brings me pleasure, love. Don’t think I’m not enjoying myself while I devour you.” I dip my finger inside her and pump in and out of her slowly, working in a second. “I’ve never craved someone as much as I crave you.” She watches me bring my fingers to my lips and suck the evidence of what I do to her off me. I lay between her, hooking my arms around her thighs so I can reach her breasts. I pinch her nipples between my fingers as I impale her on my tongue. She gasps, gripping my forearms and digging her short nails into my skin. I trail my hands over her ribs, pushing down on her abdomen with one and inserting two fingers into her with the other. She moans when I curl my fingers, hitting that delicious spot and covering her clit with my mouth. Her orgasms come so easily for me. I have so many toys I could use on her, but knowing I can get her there with only me sends pride surging through every fiber of my being.

“Kioni, she cries, pulsing around my fingers. She grips my hair, holding me to her, and I keep going. Even when she becomes overly sensitive and tries to push me away. “Ki…fuck,” she groans, squirming. I drape my arm around her stomach, pinning her against the mattress and increasing the pace of my fingers, forcing her to give me another one. She screams this time, and Nyx is now scratching at my bedroom door, wanting to kill me, I’m sure. My chin and fingers are dripping with her arousal, as my own gathers between my legs. I’m so fucking needy for her.

“My fucking turn,” she demands between pants.

“Come on, Nyx,” I hear Ryker call with a few kissy noises. She’s no longer clawing at my door now that Sam is not screaming. “Leave mommy and…mommy alone,” he says, and we both laugh. “Or lay down by their door. That’s good too, I guess.”

“Looks like she’s not a fan of him either,” I state, and she sits up with a wild look and attempts to flip me onto my back.

“Love, you are not strong enough to take me down,” I tease, and she squeals when I flip us over. Her hair drapes around my face, and I thread my fingers through it, pulling her lips to mine.

“I taste delicious on your lips,” she purrs, tugging my lower lip into her mouth. My grip tightens on her hips, grinding her down onto me. Heat radiates from her center and seeps through my shorts. She kisses me from my neck to my belly button and tugs off my shorts as she looks up at me through her lashes. It’s impossible to remain calm when she’s between my thighs.

“You don’t have to do this,” I remind her. Her eyes jerk to mine and she glares up at me. I have to suppress my laughter. She’s too fucking cute when she’s mad.

“I’m new to eating pussy, not afraid of it, Ki,” she growls. “Now spread your legs, baby, because I’m going to do exactly what you just did to me. I want you to feel how good you make me feel.”

I exhale and widen my legs for her. I’ve always preferred to be on the giving end. The control is what I think I liked most. And giving up control is not something that comes easily to me. Except with her. Everything with her is so natural. Seeing her look up at me…fuck. She’s slow with her movements at first, but each brush of her tongue and thrust of her fingers has me on the verge of exploding. I lean up on my elbows so I can watch every second of this magnificent show.

“You are doing so fucking good,” I praise, dropping my head back with a moan. Warmth puddles between my legs, and I force slow, steady breaths so I don’t come yet. This feels incredible and I’m not ready for it to end, but when I look back down at her and she hums against my clit with hooded eyes, I break. I pinch my lips together, trying desperately to silence myself so Ryker doesn’t hear me and lecture me for it later on about how gross it is to hear his best friend come.

“Sam.” Air gets trapped in my lungs when she doesn’t let up, and now I know what she felt like moments ago. My arms slip and I fall onto my back, burying my face into my pillow. My fingers find her hair and I hold her to me, riding her tongue as I come for the second time, feeling hot liquid covering me. Oh, fuck. Her tongue stops torturing me, and I jolt upright to her wet face. She looks at me with pure shock, and a devilish smile creeps across her face.

“I won,” she gloats, and my cheeks heat. I fucking squirted all over my very new to pussy girlfriend. I’ve only ever squirted one other time in my fucking life. ONE.

“This isn’t a competition, love,” I pant.

“If it was,” she drawls out. “I would be the winner.” She licks her lips and hums. “Much better than semen.”

I flop back and drag my hands over my face while she giggles. The bed dips and she snuggles up against my side, and we fall back asleep sweaty, covered in cum, and satiated.

The bed is empty when I wake for the second time this morning. Nyx’s bed is also empty but still here, so that means she’s still here. Good. I’d hate to punish her after what she did to me earlier. She deserves to be worshiped more than she already is. My footsteps falter when I walk into the living room to find Sam and Ryker doing…yoga. I thought he was joking when he said he enjoyed her classes.

“Good morning,” she singsongs when she spots me in the hallway. She’s so peppy and full of herself now.

I stoop to give her a kiss and then make myself a cup of coffee to drink while watching her. Have I mentioned I love how flexible she is?

Ryker groans, and Sam bends lower to look at his face. “Are you okay?”

“Being next to an explosion sucks is all. My back is sore.”

“Why didn’t you tell me this was hurting you?” she scolds him like a child. “Lay on the couch on your stomach.”

“I’m fine, sunshine.”

“Listen to the professional and do as you’re told.” She points to the couch, and he rolls his eyes but listens.

“Whoa, now,” I say when she straddles him.

She gives me the look that screams, shut up.

“Go get me some oil or lotion,” she tells me, and I go grab a bottle of oil from the bathroom. She catches it when I toss it to her, pouring some into her palm and warming it before slathering it over Ryker’s back. My jaw clenches at the sight of her touching someone else.

“You’re making your girlfriend mad,” he jokes.