Manaconda(57)

By: Taryn Elliott & Cari Quinn


I wanted to make it last.

I reached behind me and drew her hands up over her head. I maneuvered until our gazes met and she tried to hide her face in my neck.

“No, look at me, Kenny.”

She dragged slumberous eyes open, pleasure swamping the amber until it was firelight. Her warmth infused me, chased my pleasure and created more.

I felt her fist around me as I finally lost it. Her name a litany on my tongue as I thrust into her, taking and giving as much as I had in me. When I finally emptied into the condom I felt exposed in a way I’d never been with another woman.

She didn’t say a word.

It was as if neither of us knew quite what to say.

I reached for her another two times in the night. I was tempted to go across the street for more supplies but as dawn slipped into our room I steadied myself with holding onto her.

It was the only thing I could do.

Words I had no business thinking burned on my tongue and wanted freedom. And it scared the fuck out of me.

The car ride back to Los Angeles was uneventful. Everyone was tired, and Keys was hung over enough to sleep through the entire ride without a single word.

I dropped her off first and brought Kennedy home last.

I tried to find the courage to talk to her before I reached her house, but neither one of us could seem to spit out more than a few meaningless words.

I pulled up her driveway and reached to turn off the truck.

“No, don’t. I need a little time to think.”

I nodded and dropped my hands into my lap. “Don’t pull back, all right?”

She cupped my cheek and kissed me gently. “No. I just need to settle a little bit.” She touched her forehead to mine. “We move so fast, then everything feels too big, but when I try to step back that feels wrong too.”

Now that I understood.

“Can I see you tomorrow?”

“I’d like that.”

I swallowed. “Okay, good. I have a show and signing at Amoeba. Can you come?”

“Yeah. I can do that.”

I smiled. “All right.”

She kissed me sweetly and slipped out, Sammy scrambling after her with a happy bark.

My gut was a little twisted when I backed down her driveway, but for once it felt like a good kind.

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