Our Favorite Songs: A Moonlighters Novella by Anita Kelly

Our Favorite Songs: A Moonlighters Novella by Anita Kelly

Author:Anita Kelly [Kelly, Anita]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781737229810
Google: RpWizgEACAAJ
Amazon: B099Q9WHPM
Publisher: Tea & Karaoke
Published: 2021-09-01T22:00:00+00:00


I wanted to touch him so badly.

Which was the point of all this, the tie wrapped around my wrists, and everything. It probably wouldn’t have felt so impactful, being deprived of something, unless you really wanted it.

But as Aiden made his way down my body, and—oh, fuck, he didn’t waste any time, god—I wanted to shove my hands in that curly hair. I wanted to caress my thumb down his cheek. And—

“Talk to me, Kai,” he pulled off to remind me, which felt torturous, since he had just started, and it had felt so incredible. But, right.

I released a puff of air I’d apparently been storing up in my lungs.

“Well,” I tried. “Your mouth feels really fucking good, McCarstle.”

He hid his face in my thigh. I realized he was muffling a laugh.

“Good start,” he lifted his head to say. “Maybe try to sound a little less aggravated next time, if you could.”

Oh.

My.

God.

I had just made him promise not to, and he’d broken that promise immediately, but...I had made McCarstle laugh. I had finally made him laugh, and it was...by being so horribly inept at dirty talk.

The worst part was, I wasn’t aggravated. Or, okay, at least not in an annoyed way. Any hint of annoyance bled out of me when I decided to slide down my kitchen wall. When he wrapped this tie around my wrists, the silk smooth and taut against my pulse points.

I wasn’t annoyed. I was overwhelmed with how...sexy I felt. With how free I felt, laid out like this at Aiden’s feet, all the control in his hands. I felt hyper sensitive, turned on as all get out, like I could explode at any moment—and more deeply at peace than I’d been in years, all at the same time. It was...it was a lot.

And I didn’t want to fuck it all up by sounding like an idiot.

It didn’t help that the man who had just had my dick in his mouth was a fucking poet. He could probably make a blowjob sound majestic. I wasn’t sure I’d ever made anything sound majestic in my life.

“Hey.” Aiden leaned up on an elbow, looking at me with a hint of concern. His other hand was still wrapped around the base of my dick, and he rubbed his thumb along the side of it, almost absentmindedly, which was both oddly sweet and far too excruciating a sensation, especially for how on edge I was right now. I wanted his mouth back there, hot and encompassing and obliterating. “Kai, sorry. You don’t have to talk. Or do any of this at all, really. I can untie—”

“No.” I swallowed, and my head began to clear. All I had to do was talk. It didn’t have to be deep. It didn’t have to be sexy. I could do this, for him. For me. “Don’t you dare. And I’m not aggravated. This is...wonderful.”

His hand stilled, his face softening.

After a few seconds, I added, “But you’re going to have to go back to what you were doing, or I might die.



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