When Our Worlds Collide (Our Worlds #1)(49)
Kennedy seems to be thinking about what I am saying. It didn’t stop her from running her soft fingers along my back and up my chest tracing every dip of my stomach and chest. A smile broke across her face before she speaks up. “There’s that sweet guy again I keep telling you about.” I can’t stop the smile that forms on my lips.
“Kennedy, I would never want you to feel pressured.” I didn’t think much before sleeping with a girl, I never took into consideration how she could feel about it the next morning or if she was just doing it because of my name. None of that ever mattered until now.
Her eyes are burning with fire again. As I watch her chest rise and fall with every breath I know that she wants me just as badly as I want her. Words didn’t need to be exchanged to understand that.
“Are you on birth control?” I ask kissing along her jawline and back to her lips in one fluid movement.
“Yes,” she utters between breaths as she tries to regulate them, but quickly gives up as she reaches down and grabs the bottom of her shirt pulling it over her head leaving her in only a black bra. I can’t stop my admiration of the way the black satin material contours her perfect skin. I want to be that close to her. You’re fucking losing it. You’re jealous of an article of clothing.
“Kennedy…” I run my hands along her rib cage running a fingertip along the underside of her breasts. “Are you sure?” I have to ask once more to be positive.
“Yes,” Kennedy speaks before pulling me to her wrapping her legs around my waist. I know that she meant the ‘yes’, but more importantly I understand that I don’t deserve to receive what she is willing to give me. Kennedy would argue to the death that I do.
Chapter TwentyFive
-Kennedy-
What the hell has gotten into me? I don’t do this sort of thing, but when I walked in on Graham standing there in the middle of my bathroom half naked, all I could think about was the way his abs were visible through his tight shirt and the way his slow grin seemed to relax me into some sort of submission. He’s what a guy is supposed to look like, who everyone wishes they had the chance to be with.
He’s kissing me and touching me in places no one ever has. My heads telling me to stop this before it goes too far, but my body is most definitely gravitating towards where ever Graham’s hands are going. The whole thing is out of my control at this point. I’m putty in his hands.
I anticipate every touch. Soft moans escape my lips as his mouth moves down my neck onto my exposed collarbone. He moves his lips back up to meet mine with an eagerness that only makes me want him more. Graham’s fingers grasped onto my hair holding me to him.
I can still feel his erection pushing up against my thigh as he leans his entire body towards mine. He still doesn’t feel close enough. Instinctively, I move my body closer to the edge of the counter top closing in the space that’s between us. Through our kiss I can feel Graham’s smile. I’d do anything to make him smile like that again.
Before I can protest, one of Graham’s hands untangles from my hair moving down my body taking a short but deliberate journey down to my shaking thighs. It feels as if he’s taking his time trying to remember what every inch of my body feels like underneath his fingertips. He’s imbedding me into his memory. His soft strong hands make their slow journey up my thighs. His eager hand descent into my underwear and then it happens. I should have been nervous or frightened from my inexperience. Anyone would be. The second his skillful fingers touch me in that spot all of the insecurity melts away. Every fear just disappears. It’s replaced by an intense burning fire in my stomach.
“Graham…” my voice is winded and raspy as it escapes my mouth. I’m not aware of what is happening. My body feels on edge as if I could collapse at any second. A heat radiates through my veins, but the hottest of heat comes from where Graham’s fingers touch. Every tiny move he makes forces my body into a deeper frenzy. It’s a new feeling, an odd feeling, but a welcomed one. “What the hell…”
“It’s okay, just let go baby,” Graham whispers in my ear placing a tender kiss in the spot right behind my ear. I don’t know what he means until it happens. A shock rang through my entire body. It’s uncontrollable, but it feels as if my whole bodies clenching and quaking at the same time. Whatever it was it certainly was amazing and mind blowing and unexpected all in one clean swoop.
Graham slips his hand out from my shorts, placing his hands on both sides of my hips. His eyes never break from mine causing my face to turn an embarrassing shade of red.
“Oh my god,” I utter feeling sort of shameful for what just happened but happy at the same time. My breaths are fast coming and hard to catch.
Graham’s face is hard to decipher. He looks surprised, confused, and clearly satisfied by my reaction. He broke out in a smile when he looked at the expression on my face. “Was that the first time…the first time you’ve…” he let the sentence trail off.
I hide my face with both of my hands balancing my elbows on my knees. “Well put this on the top of my list of most humiliating moments of my life.” Graham takes a step away from me, but makes sure not to go too far. His quiet chuckle surrounds us. This isn’t funny. I’ve never been more mortified in my life.
Graham closes the gap between us once again resting his hands on each side of me leaning in closely. I’m going to combust having him that close so soon after---just after. “You have no reason to be embarrassed, Kennedy. You had an orgasm, that’s all,” Graham states simply as if it’s no big deal. I know he’s trying to make me feel better but it makes me feel even more self-conscious.