“I know you've told me you're on birth control, but we probably should've talked about using condoms,” he confesses while we rinse off in the shower. “If you want me to use them, I will. I kinda got lost in the moment.”
Smiling up at him, I shrug. “You weren't the only one.”
He lightly grabs my chin, brushing his lips over mine. “Not that I wouldn't love to see you pregnant with my baby, but I want us to be careful until we're ready for that. Hads would kill me if I knocked up her sister before she knew we were dating.”
I chuckle because he's right. Hadleigh would lose her shit.
“I never miss a pill. If I do, my cycles get irregular and even more painful than what they are now. I've been taking them consistently since I was fifteen, so my uterus has stronger security than Alcatraz.”
He snorts. “Good to know.”
Once we've showered and dried off, Kane brings me two pain pills and some water. Then he holds me as I relive the best night of my life.
“Did your stomach just growl?” he whispers in my ear.
I giggle, wishing he hadn't heard that. “I guess I worked up an appetite.”
“Well, shit. We totally forgot about dessert.”
I spin around in his arms. “What was it?”
“Cannoli with extra chocolate chips.”
My mouth drools. “That sounds soooo good right now.”
He flashes me a devious smirk. “Stay here. Be right back.”
Before I can say another word, Kane jumps out of bed in only his boxers and returns a few minutes later with a plate.
I sit up and lean against the headboard, salivating at the delicious treats.
“Ready?” He brings one close, and I open wide. As soon as I taste the chocolates and cream, I'm a goner.
“Ohmagah,” I say around a mouthful.
Kane takes a bite and moans.
“That is seriously the best I've ever had,” I say once I've swallowed. “I swear, Grandma Bishop's secret ingredient is crack. I'm already addicted.”
I open my mouth for more, but Kane pulls back. “I have a better idea. Take off your shirt.”
He means his shirt, really. Even though I packed an overnight bag, he offered me one of his. After the shower, I didn't bother putting on my bra either, so once I remove it, I'm completely bare sans my underwear.
“Beautiful. Now lie back.”
I adjust myself on the bed, and once I'm settled, Kane swipes a finger through the cream, then rubs it over my nipple. My breathing grows shallow as I watch him do the same to the other nipple. Then he puts more cream right above my clit.
“Open up,” he tells me.
Once I do, he lets me taste his finger.
Kane takes his sweet time licking the dessert off my body. Carefully, he teases and caresses his tongue over my skin, getting me hot and bothered with every slow swipe. He flicks my clit once I’m licked clean, then gives me another earth-shattering orgasm.
“Your turn,” I tell him, taking the other cannoli. “Too bad the cannoli shell can't fit around your cock. It'd be a cockoli.”
“Uhh...I'm not sure whether to be aroused or hungry.”
I burst out laughing, feeling so damn comfortable around him. “Well, clearly both. You just ate off my body while having an erection.”
He lies down on the bed, and I remove his boxers, then straddle him. “Impossible not to be when my beautiful girlfriend is naked on top of me. Hell, this sight alone will keep me hard until I'm dead.”
Butterflies surface at how he looks at me like I’m his world.
I put a good amount of cream on my finger and place some on his mouth before diving in and tasting him. Then I lower down his body and rub the rest on his cock, then suck and lick it off.
“Fuck,” he hisses as our gazes lock. “You do that so good, my sweet girl.”
I work him between my hand and mouth until he's shooting his release. Warm and sticky, I don’t swallow and wait for his next order.
“Spit it in my mouth, baby. Then kiss me.”
I eagerly move toward him, and he hauls me closer until I'm pressed to his chest. He parts his lips, and I slowly let it fall into his mouth. Once he has it all, he kisses me hard.
It shouldn't be as hot as it is, but it turns me the fuck on. Everything about Kane does, even the weird shit, but I like it.
Kane isn't afraid to be himself around me, and it makes me feel like I can be my true self around him too.
“Hands down, best dessert.”
I chuckle. “Agreed. Remind me to thank your grandmother.”
“Ha! Do not do that. She already asked who I’m seeing, and when I wouldn't say, she made me promise to tell her first before we go public.”
We get back into position, my shirt and his boxers still off. It's late, and we’re exhausted, so we agree it's time to call it a night. He lifts the covers over us, then holds me tight to his chest.