Chapter 19: Orgasmic

KIANA

Upon waking, I felt a hand resting on my thigh. My pillow was now firm, and my arm was wrapped around something large and warm.

Blearily opening my eyes, my embarrassment skyrocketed.

My leg was draped over his hip. His hand was on my thigh, dangerously close to the now-throbbing heat between my legs. My head was nestled comfortably on his chest, and his arm was beneath my waist as mine securely hugged his side.

~What on earth happened to the pillow barrier?~

I tried to extricate myself from him, but he pulled me back and cradled the back of my head in his hand.

“Um…Chase,” I murmured, poking his ribs lightly.

He grumbled in response, flipping me halfway onto my back and burying his face in the crook of my neck.

~He’s still asleep.~

My body was overheating and becoming uncomfortably sticky, so I began to prod his muscular arm. When that didn’t work, I lightly tapped the back of his head, whispering his name.

“Cha—” only an involuntary moan escaped my lips when his pelvis thrust into mine.

I felt something long and hard pressing between my thighs, causing my sensitive bud to pulse in anticipation. I didn’t know what it was at first, but once he nestled further between my legs, I had a clear indication…

“Ah!” Another moan escaped as he thrust again, hitting the right spot to make me yearn for more.

His lips began caressing my throat, his hands traveled lower to cup my ass as he held me firmly against him, thrusting his cock against the barely-there silk material of my shorts.

My panties were damp as a sensitivity overtook my core. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his body, grinding into him as he was me. My hand clutched the headboard as the need to release slowly built.

Hands caged me in, cradling my back as the other stayed securely around my ass.

“Fuck,” I moaned just as I felt myself ready to climax…

“Chase!” I bit down into his shoulder harder than expected.

“What?” he mumbled sleepily.

I couldn’t respond as my body twitched beneath his, my pussy pulsing around nothing and wishing that I had something to throb around as I came.

~I just had an orgasm.~ The first orgasm not by my own hands.

And I didn’t feel disgusted with myself.

A moment later, he lifted his head from my neck with a sleepy, gratified grin. “Well, good morning, princess,” he teased, emphasizing the ~good~ a little too much.

I must have been a flustered mess as I panted beneath him.

“I—I…um…,” I stuttered incoherently, not knowing how to tell him he’d made me cum in his sleep.

“This is most definitely a first,” he groaned, biting his lip as I unconsciously pressed my pelvis harder into his.

“S-sorry,” I stuttered.

His hand came up, caressing my face. “There’s nothing to apologize for. I am more than happy to lend you my…services when it gets you this flustered and breathless in the morning.”

His lips were barely a breath away from mine. Just one little jolt forward, and I’d be able to taste him.

He seemed to hesitate, as though waiting for me to make the first move.

I chickened out. “I…ah… We should get up… Your parents…,” I mumbled, almost regretting my own words and biting my lip.

“You’re right,” he said, staring at my lips a moment longer before quickly falling back onto the bed with a grunt.

I wondered what happened to the pillows until my gaze landed at the foot of the bed where they lay. That’s when I noticed something large and erect beneath his underwear and a small damp circle along the thickness of his length.

I let out a sharp gasp and spun around so quickly I thought I might have given myself whiplash.

I’m not exactly an expert in size, but his…looked well above average.

“It’s morning wood, princess. But I think you two had a bit of an introduction already,” he said, sounding far too playful.

Even more embarrassed, my cheeks most probably as red as well-aged wine at this point, I headed to the bathroom. I turned on the shower, feeling more aroused than I had ever felt before, and began to prepare for the day…

I realized that in my haste to escape, I had forgotten to bring any clothes into the bathroom with me.

I usually didn’t have to, so it hadn’t even crossed my mind.

I spotted a towel hanging on the rack and wrapped it around myself before returning to the bedroom, trying to appear unaffected by his maddening charm.

Chase hadn’t moved from his spot on the bed. His eyes were closed, and his arms were folded behind his head.

He must have heard me because he said, “My turn,” and headed toward the bathroom, grabbing some clothes on his way.

He was about to walk past me when he paused, his eyes scanning my exposed, ~still-damp~ body.

“Did you bring a dress?” he asked, clearing his throat and turning away from me.

“Yeah, why?” I asked, taken aback.

“Good, you’ll be wearing it tonight,” was all he said before disappearing behind the bathroom door.

~Well, isn’t he bossy.~

CHASE

~Wow, she’s stunning~, I thought, my mind unable to fully capture her beauty.

A sudden uncomfortable stirring in my pants reminded me of my body’s reaction to her. This wasn’t the usual morning arousal.

~Guess it’s time for a cold shower.~

Throughout my shower, my mind was filled with images of Kiana. Her skin, wet and gleaming. The towel hugging her body, accentuating her curves. Her thighs tensed with anticipation.

I would be lying if I said I wasn’t conscious as she climaxed. When I finally came to, she was grinding into me, aroused and moaning, on the edge of an orgasm.

I know I shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop, and she seemed to be enjoying herself far more than she realized.

I was close to release myself. It took every ounce of control I had not to tear at the clothes separating us and do what I had been wanting to do since I met her…

After this morning, my head was spinning like crazy. I thought she’d made it clear that she didn’t want me. It was like whenever we got close, she shied away, almost terrified of moving further.

Yet, there were times like this morning—moments that clearly showed some sort of mutual sexual tension between us.

~I was beyond confused!~

Her body slipped perfectly beneath mine. Her breathy, pitched moans played in my head on repeat, making the cold water do nothing for my near-painful erection.

~Damn, she’s frustrating.~

By the time we made it downstairs, everyone was already eating breakfast.

“Good morning, son. Kiana.” My dad greeted us with a warm smile.

“Good morning, Mom, Dad,” I said, hugging my mom and kissing her cheek before taking a seat at the table beside Kiana.

“I hope you both slept well,” my mother said brightly.

“It was the best night’s sleep I’ve had in ages.” I smiled, feeling Kiana tense slightly beside me.

The more she reacted, the more it made me think she felt something between us.

I wouldn’t push her, but that didn’t mean I would stop teasing her. At least, not until she told me with finality that ~whatever this was~ I felt between us meant nothing more to her beyond our contractual relationship.

“The morning view is truly breathtaking!” Kiana chimed in, changing the subject.

“Thank you, dear. Come, let’s eat. With these men, the food never lasts long.” My mother laughed, joining us at the table.

“Hey, sleep well?” Crystal teased Kiana, causing her cheeks to flush.

Ignoring Crystal’s comment, I filled two plates with food and placed one in front of Kiana.

“Thank you,” she whispered before digging in.

After breakfast, Kiana and Crystal decided to take a walk on the beach while the rest of us lounged in the garden, either basking in the sun or swimming in the pool.

I didn’t get to spend as much time with my family as I would have liked, but I treasured moments like these, even if I was initially reluctant to attend.

I was lying on a sunbed, soaking up the sun, when someone sat next to me.

“It’s good seeing you like this,” my mom said.

I opened my eyes, squinting against the bright sunlight, and pulled down my shades.

“What do you mean? I’m always like this,” I retorted playfully.

“You seem more relaxed around her. I like it.” She smiled. “I knew Joanna wasn’t right for you. I didn’t like her, but I wanted to respect your choice.”

“Mom…,” I groaned, not in the mood for another lecture.

But she continued, “I have a really good feeling about this one.”

“Yeah, I know,” I murmured.

I looked toward the beach and saw Kiana sitting with Crystal. Kiana was staring at the ocean while Crystal chatted away.

~Why does everyone have to like her so much?~

But then again, what was there not to like?

She was beautiful, smart, funny, and yes, stubborn at times. Her laughter was unparalleled, and her smile infectious.

~What am I thinking?~

I couldn’t afford to have feelings for her. This was a fake relationship.

~Nothing more.~

CRYSTAL

I sat on the beach with Kiana, listening to her talk about her life back home. I was happy she lived close to me. I needed to visit my cousin more often, and now I had more of an excuse to do so.

“So, is it love?” I teased, raising my eyebrows suggestively.

“What?! No! We’ve only been dating a few days,” she stammered, her cheeks turning a lovely shade of dusky pink. This seemed to happen a lot when Chase was the topic of conversation.

“True, but I can see you really like him, and he likes you.”

It might not be love yet, but I could tell when two people genuinely liked each other. They had a habit of sharing moments and getting lost in each other’s eyes. I don’t think they even realized they were doing it, but I did, and so did everyone else around them.

I had caught them stealing glances at each other when they thought no one was looking, and I noticed the smiles on their faces when one of them cracked a joke or said something funny. You don’t laugh like that with ~just~ anyone.

I crossed my fingers that my cousin wouldn’t screw this up. He had a tendency to be a bit overbearing, but he meant well, and his heart was always in the right place.

“Time’s ticking. We should head back. We’ve got dinner reservations at six o’clock, and a girl needs at least an hour to get ready,” I declared.