Pushing up, I grabbed his neck and kissed him hard and hungry. Sweat dampened his hair as I whispered in his ear, “Make me come, Kai.” I smiled. “Make me come, and I’ll let you watch me and what I do when I’m in the shower thinking about you. You like to watch, right?”
He growled, grabbing my wrists and locking them above my head with one hand. I laughed, surprised and nervous and so turned on.
“And here, I thought I was being nice, going easy on you.” He squeezed my ass in his other hand, pressing me into his cock.
I moaned. “Yeah.”
He pumped faster and rougher, going mad on top of me, until all I could do was hang on. Until all I felt like was a toy built for him to get off, and in the moment, I didn’t have one damn problem with that.
I loved that he saw me like this. Loved that he wanted this from me.
He thrust again and again, and my knees came higher, heat covered my body, and bursts of pleasure exploded low inside me, sweeping down my legs. I cried out, my body locking up as I held onto him, riding out the orgasm.
He grunted and pumped and finally thrust so deep, sinking into me and holding himself there as he threw his head back.
“God, baby. Fuck!”
He collapsed on top of me, our bodies and sweat melting together in heat and euphoria. Jesus.
I knew what I’d been missing all this time, but…I didn’t think I’d be unable to resist it.
I didn’t know if I was ever going to be able to.
Slowly, my breathing calmed, but I didn’t pull away from him or the brush of his lips on my neck. Reality would seep in soon enough, and I’d enjoy the last few moments.
We just laid there. I loved his warmth and being close.
I loved feeling this.
“Why are you waxed?” he suddenly asked.
Waxed?
Oh. Down there, he meant.
His nose brushed my cheek as he leaned back, flushed, and his eyes tired as he looked at me.
“I’m not complaining,” he assured with a half-smile. “It was just unexpected. Especially for a…for a virgin who’s not expecting any action down there.”
I rolled my eyes, letting his playful jab roll off me for once.
But then my amusement fell away as I thought about how to answer him. As if it were any of his business anyway.
I’d been waxing myself for years. It was hard at first, but over the years, the pain of the task became easier to bear, and hey, I only had to do it every couple of months.
I tried shaving it when it first started to appear in my pre-teen years, but it grew back too fast and the hair came in too coarse. Not long after, I started doing my legs and underarms, too. Dressing as a boy, covering my hair, flattening my breasts…everything I could do to not be a woman.
“I wasn’t supposed to change,” I said quietly. “I wasn’t supposed to grow up.”
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“You were right,” Kai replied.
I nodded, absently, not believing my eyes. We both watched the dancing woman flutter around the floor, almost like a butterfly but also like a child. So innocent and ethereal. She was beautiful.