Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
“I’ve never done anything like that before,” she admits, and I reach for the soap and start to gently wash her back.
“Did you enjoy it?” I ask.
She leans into my touch.
“Yes. Is that bad?” She looks over her shoulder at me with her haunted eyes.
“No. Pleasure is never something to be ashamed of. You should embrace it,” I tell her. “But I won’t be doing that again.”
She looks away and nods her head. “You did it with her, right?” she asks.
“I did,” I say. “Lilly loved the pain. She loved to be watched and admired by more than one man. I’m amazed she’s married, to be honest.”
Lilly’s a masochist and enjoyed having more than one partner at the same time, and I liked it. She was easy to share, and I never got jealous. I’m not really sure why, nor do I think I even want to understand the why of it.
“She doesn’t love him, just so you’re aware. The way she was looking at you, it’s not her husband she loves,” she says.
“I don’t love her. I never did. She was just there, filling up unused space which she tried to live in. When I broke it off with her, she went crazy. Told me I would come back to her and that she knew better.
“When I didn’t return to her after the first month, she showed up begging me to take her back. I told her no, but Lilly returned again and again. Until one day, she stopped showing up. Not long after, I got an invite to her wedding. I contemplated not going, but in the end, I’m glad I did. Not only so I knew for sure I was over her, but because that’s where I met you.”
She turns around to face me with a smile on her lips. “Let’s not forget you basically told me I had to come with you or I’d be dead.”
“It was the truth.” I shrug.
Kalilah smirks and rubs her hands over the soap before she starts washing me. My cock twitches at her touch, and her hand slides lower to cup my balls and then she grabs hold of my dick. “You make me so tired,” she mumbles.
“In the best possible way.”
She nods but doesn’t loosen her grip as she strokes me slowly. I should tell her to stop. But I can’t. My hands frame her face, and before I know it, my lips are on hers. I kiss her, and she kisses me back, opening her mouth so I have full access. My hands thread through her hair, and this time I don’t pull. I hold on for dear life though, and wonder what the fuck this tiny woman is doing to me.
And, more importantly, how can I make it stop?
“She’s asleep.” I turn to see Kenzo at my bedroom door, looking like he hardly slept at all.
“And it looks like you haven’t slept at all,” I reply.
Kenzo scrubs his hand down his face, and I forget how fucked-up he is. How his soul yearns for something more sinister. “I haven’t been sleeping…” he pauses, “much.”
I pull Kalilah closer to me, and she molds herself to my body tighter. “Get in bed,” I tell him.
As kids, it’s all we knew. As we got older, we outgrew a lot of things, but some things remained, like playing with women together. Now, I’m not too keen on sharing. It’s a different bond when you are a twin and unlike anything you can explain. I know how he feels, even when he doesn’t want to voice it.
“I just came…” He trails off and looks past me.
“Get in,” I tell him again, not really wanting to repeat myself.
Kenzo walks around to Kalilah’s side of the bed. He doesn’t lift the sheets but climbs on next to her. I tuck her under my arm, then look over to see him staring at the ceiling.
“She’s good for you,” Kenzo mumbles as he side-eyes her and then adds, “I like her.”
Kenzo rarely likes anyone, so it’s rare for him to even say that.
“Better than Lilly?” I ask, knowing his hatred for her. His nose scrunches as if he’s eaten something bitter, and he looks back to the ceiling.
“No contest, but she snores. Should we teach her how we stop snoring?” I smile at his question. We found Zuko passed out once when he was a teenager, snoring. We held his nose until he woke up screaming and kicking. He kicked our asses, but it was so worth it at the time.
“No, I have no problem with her snoring. It’s so soft and just her…” I trail off.
He nods, then turns his back to us and starts breathing more deeply.
He’s passed out.
Good.
Eighteen
Kalilah
I wake wrapped in heat.
Oh my God! I try to move, to shift so the heat will dissipate, but it doesn’t.