Page 59 of Cloudless

USE YOUR WORDS

KAM

My hands struggle to stay gentle as I dig my fingers into her waist and lift her. Her weight feels so right in my arms. She feels so right.

My lips greedily search for hers as I carry her the few feet separating us from my end goal. Her back conforms to my mattress as I gently lay her down, just as her soft lips fit perfectly against mine.

Her soft breaths flow over my mouth as I lean back to look at her. So I can take in this moment and sear it into my memory for the rest of my life. So I can take her in.

Her blonde waves fan around her on the comforter to create a halo fitting for an angel.

A beautiful blush creeps over her cheeks as her chest rises and falls in a beat that mimics my own.

“You are the most stunning sight I’ve ever seen.

” My cock grows with her blush. “Worthy of becoming art on my wall.”

Her shy smile can’t hide the heat in her eyes that threatens to consume me with a ferocity so foreign I can hardly breathe. “You make me feel beautiful, Kam.”

My breath stutters as her words wash over me.

“That’s because you are beautiful. I just wish you didn’t need my words to make you feel beautiful.

Maybe one day you’ll feel beautiful when you're standing alone in front of your mirror.” Her sharp intake of breath sends another rush of blood between my legs.

A smirk pulls at my lips as I run my nose along hers.

“Until then, I’ll tell you every day until you have no choice but to believe me. ”

She shakes her head as I settle my forearms on either side of her head.

“It’s not just your words, Kam.” Her smile grows as I raise my brows.

“It’s the fire in your eyes. It’s the care you make clear in your touches.

It’s the love you show in every word you say.

So, no, it’s not just your words. It’s everything . ”

I shift so my hardness can settle on the apex of her legs. “Do you feel what you do to me?” She nods as her pupils dilate. “Do you feel how crazy you make me?”

Her eyes blaze molten lava and her fingers tighten in my shirt to the point I’m sure she’ll rip the fabric. The tendons in her neck strain with coiling tension as a breathy whine leaves her kiss-swollen lips. “Kam.”

My lips brush against hers with every word I speak. “I know what you need.”

My calloused fingers feel unworthy of the goddess before me. That doesn’t stop me from finding the seam between her shirt and leggings. It doesn’t stop me from looking at my fill as I run a thumb over the scant inch of bare skin I yearn to trace with my tongue.

My fingers slide up the soft skin of her stomach to push aside the fabric hiding her from me. With every inch of exposed skin, it becomes harder and harder to breathe. To even think .

Blood pumps through my veins like an overflowing river, begging for the dam to give and set it free.

Begging for the release that waits just beyond the barrier.

I struggle to swallow as black lace comes into view.

My voice is unrecognizable as I struggle to take in a lungful of air. “I’m not going to last.”

She shakes her head as desperate fingers slide under my shirt. “I don’t care.”

The contrast between her warm, smooth skin and the rough lace against the tips of my fingers has my cock twitching against the zipper of my pants.

I trace the edge of the fabric with gentle fingers as I prepare myself to cross the barrier.

To cross into the unknown world that lies beyond what strangers see at the beach or by the pool.

To venture into a land of temptation like I’ve never known. “I’m going to make this good for you.”

“Just being close to you will make it good for me.”

I shake my head as the tip of my index finger disappears under the black fabric.

“You misunderstand me.” My smile grows with the furrow of her brow.

“That just means you’re going to have to be a good girl for me and come before I get inside you.

” My nostrils flare at just the thought of sinking into her.

Of claiming her as mine. “Can you do that for me?” A soft moan escapes her lips as she nods. “Tell me, Lila. Use your words.”

She tilts her head back to expose her gorgeous throat. “Yes.”

My voice is a growl as the tip of my middle finger disappears under the fabric. “Yes, what?”

“Yes, I-I can be a—” her throat bobs as she struggles to find her words in the haze of my exploration, “— good girl and come before you get inside me.”

Sweat beads on her brow as I grind my teeth.

Slowly, Kam. Take it slow.

Her hips lift involuntarily to seek the pressure and pleasure only I can give as I lift her shirt over her head. The swelling of her breasts rises and falls with every breath she takes.

Chills follow my finger as I trace the dip of her throat, down between her breasts, to reach her belly button. I hesitate for only a moment before continuing my path down to the hem of her leggings.

The pitiful excuse for a barrier gives easily under my determined fingers. The heat of her skin grows as I find purchase in the thin fabric and slowly start peeling it down her legs.

I don’t take her trust for granted as she lays in the center of my bed with scraps of fabric covering her most intimate areas.

Her heated gaze follows every move I make as I neatly fold her clothes and place them on the end of the bed. Her voice is so quiet I almost can’t hear her. “You don’t have to do that.”

I shake my head as I settle between her legs. “If I can’t respect your things, how am I supposed to show you that I respect you?”

I grip the hem of my shirt with full intentions of ripping it over my head and slinging it to the floor.

“Wait!” I raise my brows as she sits up.

Her blush returns in full force. “Let me do it.” My hands slowly lower to my sides.

Her hair sways behind her as she settles on her knees in the middle of the bed.

My knees nearly buckle under me as her eyes turn heated.

She jerks her chin as her tiny fingers dig into the hem of my shirt. “Lift your arms, Trouble.”

My immediate compliance earns me a breathtaking smile as she drags my shirt over my head. The muscles in my stomach flex and strain under her heated gaze as she carefully folds my shirt and places it over hers.

Shaky fingers grip my zipper as I fight to keep my hands still by my sides. The unintentional brush of her index finger over the bulge in my pants has a groan falling from my lips before I can contain it.

Her smile turns mischievous as she does it again, this time with much more deliberate movements.

“You’re killing me, Sunshine.”

Her answering smile distracts me for only a moment before she’s pushing my pants down my legs. The cool air from the room is a welcome distraction against my overheated skin with every new inch of skin she reveals.

I allow her the symbolism of folding my pants and placing them on hers. As soon as her eyes lift from the neatly folded pile of clothes, my hand circles her ankle and pulls. The air rushes from her lungs as she lands on her back with a thunk. Her eyes flash with annoyance. “Hey! I wasn’t done!”

The boxers still around my waist are the farthest thing from my mind. “I can’t wait another second to see all of you.”

My fingers are warm against her cool skin as I find the clasp at her back. Our eyes connect and the world stills around us as I flick open the clasp. Her straps hang loosely on her shoulders for only a second before I’m pulling the fabric away.

My breath stalls in my chest as my eyes trace every inch of her. Her pink buds, the same color as the blush gracing her cheeks, stretch for me as the cool air hits them.

My fingers shake as I grasp the delicate fabric covering what’s left of her and pull it down her legs. I don’t allow myself to look at her before I get them all the way off. I’m not sure I’d be able to find the restraint to take care of them properly if I didn’t.

As I finally look at her, at all of her, I can hardly breathe. To think someone so precious would want to give something so special to me .

Her fingers dig into the comforter under her as she watches me. I hate the worry I see in her eyes as she tries to gauge my reaction. To see if I like what I see. What a ridiculous thought.

I hope she can hear the awe, the reverence , in my voice.

“I didn’t think it was possible for you to be more beautiful.

” My hungry eyes trace every square inch of her body as I try to catch my breath.

The juncture between her legs glistens in the dim light.

“Where should I start? Should I start here?” I ghost the tip of my finger over the swell of her breast. Her quick intake of breath is fuel to my desire.

With a featherlight touch, I trail my finger over her breast, down past her belly button, until I reach the soft patch of curls between her legs. “Or should I start here?”

The heat emanating from between her legs calls to a primal part of me that has never been awakened before this moment. A part of my nature that feels like it was made for this woman before me.

Her mouth opens and closes as she searches for words that are just out of reach. I can’t help but smile. I lower to my forearms to graze a quick kiss over her lips before descending to her chest.

Her mango scent drives me crazy as I trail my nose over every dip and curve until I find her nipple.

The pink bud tastes like heaven as I run my warm tongue over her sensitive flesh.

Her breath stutters in her chest as I suck the delectable treat into my mouth.

I release the sensitive skin with a satisfying pop before giving its counterpart the same attention.

I leave a trail of featherlight kisses along her stomach on my way to where I truly wish to be. Her soft curls are silk against my nose as I glance up to find barely controlled want in her eyes.

I keep my eyes snared on hers as I finally get my first taste of her. Her plush skin molds to my tongue like this is the sole purpose of my existence. Her soft moan vibrates through me as I find the bundle of nerves that I know will bring her the most pleasure.

I suck the bundle into my mouth as I fight a smile. It takes a surprising amount of strength to hold her legs apart as I figure out the best way to swirl my tongue to bring her the most pleasure.

Sweat pools in the divot of her collar bones as I continue my assault. Her taste blooms over my tongue and threatens to hold me captive as she shakes.

Jumbled words fall from her mouth as I spread her with my fingers. She tries to quiet her words by putting her hand over her mouth. “Oh, shit! Kam! Oh, fuck!”

“Let me hear you, Sunshine. My bedroom walls are thick. No one can hear you but me.” I groan as more of her wetness coats my tongue. I’m thankful for the added slickness that makes it easier to breach her walls with my fingers.

Another groan falls from my lips as I get to feel the texture of her for the first time against my finger. Her pussy grinds against my face as she chases the pleasure I’ll gladly provide.

Her walls clamp down on my finger before waves of pleasure cascade through her body.

Her beautiful sounds wash over me as her face twists in bliss. I catch my breath as she comes down from the high I’m thrilled to have been the one to provide. “You’re stunning when you come.”

Her bottomless, blue eyes turn pleading as she reaches for me. “I need you now, Kam. Please don’t make me wait.”

How could I say no to that?

With shaking hands, I hook my fingers into my boxers and slowly slide them down my legs. Her eyes flare as I free my cock from its restraints. It pulses under her attention as it strains in her direction.

My erection is almost painful as I get a condom from my bedside drawer without taking my eyes off her. Her raised brow brings a smile to my face as I carefully tear open the foil. “I bought these two weeks ago. Don’t look at me like that.”

Her answering smile brightens the dim room. “Like what?”

“Like you’re questioning my virgin status.” My smile grows. “Again.”

She rolls her eyes as she watches me roll the condom over my throbbing erection. “I wasn’t questioning anything.”

“Whatever you say.” The air turns serious as the condom slides into place. “Are you sure you want to do this? We don’t have to keep going.”

A small smile touches her lips as she intertwines our fingers. “I’ve never been more sure of anything, Trouble.”