A Kiss For a Cure by Sidney Bristol Page B

clenched at the invasion, hugging him.
    “You’re so soft,” he muttered as he flicked the bundle of nerves.
    “Cai,” she moaned. “Sex first.”
    He chuckled as he pushed another finger inside of her. “I can get behind that. Does this feel good? Am I hurting you?”
    She moved her hips against the little thrusting movements of his hand. “No.” Her eyes closed as he hit a bundle of nerves. “Feels great.”
    “I’ll make it better next time.”
    Leaning forward, she kissed him how she wanted to be kissed, while his fingers continued ramping up her forgotten libido. His skin warmed under her touch, and his movements became more controlled.
    Cai shifted under her, bringing his knees up and spreading her thighs wider. Her hips still moved against his hand, urging him deeper.
    “Ready?” he asked between kisses.
    “Huh?”
    The blunt head of his cock probed her slick flesh.
    She struggled up to her knees, her head spinning with suppressed lust. Leaning back against his thighs, she covered his hand holding his cock with her own. She’d seen a porn hol once by accident where the woman was on top, but it wasn’t a position she was accustomed to.
    “Like this?” she managed to get out.
    “ Reshaun , yes.” His hips thrust up off the bed, and the head of his penis slid inside of her.
    She’d expected some discomfort, but there wasn’t any. Just a tight fullness. Sinking down, she watched his face, noticing the color returning in bright splotches to his cheeks, the way his mouth gasped open and head tilted back. His hips thrust up hard, and it was her turn to gasp as sensation stole through her body, lighting up forgotten nerve endings.
    He clamped hold of her hips and urged her to rise. Her thighs shook with the effort, but the feel of him inside of her, the places he touched with his hands–all of it combined into an overwhelming tidal wave. She rose and fell, urged on by his hands and muttered words.
    “Over,” he growled out, and rolled with her until she was on her back.
    Cai’s hips undulated against hers, and she squealed from the friction, the hard force of him. Reaching down, he tilted her body to fit him and braced himself. Withdrawing from her body, he surged back in with enough force to move her body up the bed. Grasping the sheets, she held on as he repeated the motion, driving into her over and over again. She stopped thinking and focused on the feel of him, the rising sensation, the way her toes curled and stomach fluttered.
    At once her body seized up, clamping tight around him and pulled a scream from her lips. The world disappeared behind a lust-induced haze. She was vaguely aware of Cai’s body going taut above her before he covered her, pressing her down into the mattress.
    He was warm again, his heartbeat pounding a triple beat against her ear. She was connected to him. Emotions tangled inside of her, complicated and strangling.
    Flinging her arm out, she grabbed the scanner and pressed it to his shoulder. The numbers read almost normal. She breathed a sigh of relief and tossed it on the pillows, ignoring the swirl of feelings in her chest.
    Cai rolled to his side, gazing at her with a sleepy expression on his face, one side of his mouth kicked up. “Well?”
    “You’re good.”
    He massaged the back of her neck and chuckled. “Thank you.”
    Laughing even as the fiery blush gripped her cheeks she buried her face against his shoulder. “Not what I meant, but that too.”
    He tugged her closer, one hand drifting to cup her bottom. “It’ll be better next time.”
    Her heart stuttered in her chest. Would there be a next time?
     
     

 
    Chapter 8
     
    Cai rolled over and reached for Jordan, but found an empty bed instead. Cracking an eye open, he glanced across the room to the sealed bathroom door. He’d survived into the early morning hours at least.
    His limbs had the consistency of rubber. He was weak and his head still swam. But, he was alive, and only a little worse for