Gypsy Kiss: Micah Part 27

I fought the smile curling the side of my mouth. "And uh...that one?"

"Also a star...they're all stars and all very beautiful, I'm sure."

"You're not very good at this, are you?" I said with a smirk, and he half-smiled back.

"Not really. I'll be honest...I haven't brushed up on my astronomy lately. All I know is, the more stars, the prettier the sky. I know beauty when I see it..."

I looked up again at the blanket of stars across the deep blue sky and let out a sigh of contentment before realising he was no longer looking up, he was looking at me.

"Stand up a minute, Jewls." He said, getting up and helping me to my feet. He leaned forward and kissed my forehead, slowly and deliberately. "I love you, Jewls. I've never been happier, ever. I will always love you."

"I love you too..." I said, moved almost to tears, and then to lighten the mood I added, "You're still s.h.i.+t at astronomy."

He grinned and nodded, rolling his eyes. "Yes I am. But there are many things I am very, very good at. As you will find out soon enough."

"Thank you for a great evening, Micah." I purred happily.

"It doesn't have to be over yet. Come back to my place?"

"Your place..?" I felt my heart leap into my throat. I knew what that was code for. Was I ready? Ah, who was I kidding? I wanted to, he wanted me to. It was time to take a risk and for once in my life just go for it.

"Yes." I said, without a hint of hesitation.

He seemed genuinely surprised by that. "Yeah, you will?"

"I'd love to." I said and his smile broadened.

I reached out a hand and settled it on his crotch, unsurprisingly finding him hard as a rock. He closed his eyes and visibly trembled at my touch. It was incredibly empowering. He raised both hands, and they hovered in mid-air for a moment as he fought his natural instinct to touch me back, before they dropped back by his sides. He exhaled just a little, his lips pursed as though it took every ounce of his concentration to go against his natural urge to take over the situation we were in.

I realised what he was doing and loved him all the more for it. He was handing himself over to me handing the power over to me. In that moment I felt like the s.e.xiest woman on earth and I wanted to have my wicked way with him more than anything. I was ready to do it there and then, I had to have him. I couldn't recall a time in my whole life I had ever been so aroused.

"f.u.c.k, Jewls...not here, follow me."

I hadn't noticed where we had gotten out of the taxi but mercifully we were literally two minutes' walk up to his house. It dawned on me that if anyone had been looking out of one of those back windows, they probably would have seen me feeling their brother up on the beach. The thought made me blush. Christ, they were going to hear a lot more than that soon enough. I prayed they were all heavy sleepers. It was close to one in the morning already.

Chapter Eighteen.

Jewls Of course, I'd been to Micah's place before, but I'd never seen his bedroom, only in my daydreams, anyway.

I say bedroom, but the word didn't do it justice. It was bigger than my flat, or at least it felt like it. It was more like a penthouse suite of a sw.a.n.ky hotel. All dark wood, and muted terracotta walls with heavy cream drapes and bed linens. The bed was huge, and I had to resist the urge to do a running jump onto it. It was, in short, the bedroom of my dreams. Clean and minimalist, masculine, but with enough softness to make it appealing to me as well. It was gorgeous.

It surprised me if I am honest. I expected a real lad's room, all naked lady posters and dirty mugs. This was cla.s.sy, clean and beautiful.

My eye was drawn to the window, which wasn't a window at all, but double patio doors that opened onto a small balcony, just big enough for two small chairs. The view was of the beach, and the moon reflecting off the sea.

I sensed Micah's eyes on me, and turned to find him watching me, his dark brown eyes ablaze with l.u.s.t.

"Jewls," he began, stalking across the room to stop in front of me, "you look beautiful tonight, as ever..." I was frozen to the spot. He came nearer and traced his knuckles down my cheek. "So f.u.c.king beautiful..." he muttered.

He traced a pattern with his lips, from my throat to my left ear, then back again and to across my right. Soft, gentle kisses and bites.

Oh my G.o.d!

My senses were in a whirl, torn between enjoying the tenderness of his touch and an urge for him to just take me already. A thousand tiny electric sparks pinging their way round my body, bringing my s.e.xual self to life for the first time in...well, ever.

He reached for the hem of my dress and I felt a flash of panic as I suddenly remembered what I had on underneath the granny pants that Marisol had insisted I wear. c.r.a.p! He was gonna run a mile when he saw them. I couldn't stop him; he had already lifted my dress to my waist.

"Arms up," he said, and he peeled my dress the rest of the way off and dropped it on the floor. I closed my eyes briefly as his beautiful browns travelled the length of my body, his hands trailing down my arms.

"Jewls, what the f..? Wow! What are these?" Mortified, I tried to cover myself and reach for my discarded dress. "Oh no you don't, let me see," he said, batting my hand away. He studied the giant pants and grinned. "I like them, I really like them, love them."

I rolled my eyes, "No you don't, you're just..."

"Yes, I do! They're very...retro. You're a proper woman Jewls, and you should be proud of your body. Now, come here..."

He took my face between his hands and his lips brushed mine, his tongue gently probing. My mouth opened subconsciously, and we kissed tenderly. I could feel his erection, pressing against my stomach. He walked me backwards until my knees were against the bed, and we tumbled back, our mouths still fused together.

"Jewls," he breathed, as my bra was removed, followed swiftly by those d.a.m.n pants. My eyes closed as his mouth wandered down to my left breast, his hand kneading and squeezing my right. His mouth travelled further down my body; my mind and body a blur of senses I'd never felt before. Somewhere in the midst of this, Micah was now also naked, and I fleetingly wondered how he had managed that. His mouth was almost at 'that place,' his long fingers gently parting my folds. I could feel his c.o.c.k against my leg.

He pushed my legs apart with his knees and climbed on top of me, resting on his forearms, his hands either side of my head. I could feel him nudging at my moist entrance.

"Jewls are you're sure you want this? You can say no, you can always say no."

"No, Micah." I blurted.

He stopped, frowning. "No?"

d.a.m.n it. "No, I mean yes, I mean I don't want to say no, I don't want you to stop."

He smirked a little, and then slid into me, all the way to the hilt, with one stroke that made the air rush from my lungs. He started to move in slow, gentle thrusts, his eyes on mine. G.o.d, those beautiful eyes, dark pools of l.u.s.t frames with long lashes.

I reached up for his mouth and drew his bottom lip between my teeth, and then my tongue sought his in a blissful kiss that grew ever more frantic. My body was trembling, my senses reeling.

"Micah...my G.o.d..."

"Uh huh..?"

"Oh G.o.d Micah, I need..."

"What, babe?" he whispered, "tell me what you need..."

"I need it faster Micah, harder. Please..." I begged shamelessly. I no longer cared how I sounded; I cared about nothing but this, this moment. Because I was on the crest of the first ever o.r.g.a.s.m I'd had that was going to come from someone else. Micah was about to be the first and I hoped the only man ever to bring me to an earth shattering climax. I just needed a little more friction, a little...more.

"Oh babe, hold on..." he breathed, his c.o.c.k pulsing inside me, filling me like I could never have imagined in my wildest, blissful dreams.

He began to move faster, deeper, every thrust pounding. I grabbed his hair bringing him closer, our mouths locked, kissing hungrily, our tongues doing a dance of their own in and around our mouths. My hips rose to meet his until my body started to shake, I could see lights flas.h.i.+ng before my eyes.

"Micah, please..." I whimpered.

Micah was pounding, the only sound, flesh on flesh. My head was thras.h.i.+ng from side to side. I screamed as my body was gripped by spasm after spasm and an explosion of feelings I'd never experienced before, and then with a roar, Micah's spent body slumped over mine as he joined me in a climatic euphoria. It was insane; we lay breathless, forehead to forehead for several moments before he slowly slipped out of me and gathered me in his arms.

"You ok baby?"

"Mmmm..." I managed.

"Jewls, are you okay?" he asked, his tone a little firmer, laced with just a little anxiety.

"Mmmm, yes." I said with a grin, "Yes, I'm okay Micah, more than okay..."

"I'm sorry I wanted to make it last...longer, I wanted to give you-"

"The biggest, most incredible o.r.g.a.s.m of my life? Mission accomplished, Micah." I interrupted and he sat up, propped on his elbow facing me.

"The most incredible o.r.g.a.s.m of your life, huh?" he said with a salacious grin. "Wow. So I'm forgiven for knowing f.u.c.k all about stars then?"

I giggled and turned on my side also. "You're forgiven."

"Good. I need a shower, come on."

He jumped off the bed, and holding my hand dragged me with him. Funny, post s.e.x like we had just had, I didn't care that I was naked. That is, until he opened a door from his room and, convinced he was dragging me naked into the hallway I tried to pull back.

"Micah!" I hissed, "Kinda naked here..." I trailed off as I realised we were actually in an en suite bathroom. Another door led me to believe it was shared and I was worried again. As though he read my mind which I swear, he could he locked both doors and then without a word slid open the gla.s.s door of the ridiculously huge shower and switched it on as I looked around me in dumbfounded awe at the beautiful pristine bathroom. The shower cubicle alone looked big enough for four people, and the whole room was floor to ceiling white tiles with the occasional silver tile, all the fixtures and fittings chrome. It was clean, clinical and very much a man's bathroom. Without asking me, or saying anything, he stepped into the shower and pulled me in with him.

Okay, so it was beginning to feel like I was living out one of the books on my Kindle. This was the part where he went down on me in the shower and brought me to another earth shattered o.r.g.a.s.m some five minutes after the first one. Only I didn't know if I had it in me to have another one so soon. That didn't happen in real life, did it?

Only...that's not what he did at all. He washed me, from top to toe, carefully and tenderly taking extra care to wash my hair and rinse it thoroughly. And then he quickly washed himself, helped me out and wrapped me in a big, warm soft towel. He wrapped one around my waist, took me back into the bedroom and sat me on the edge of the bed.

I watched him as he slid open a mirrored door to reveal a ridiculously huge wardrobe full of clothes, and as he bent down to look in the bottom, I got a magnificent view of his glorious b.u.m. He came back to me and sat beside me. I literally could not take my eyes off his as he dried me carefully and dressed me in one of his oversized tee s.h.i.+rts. He then dried and dressed himself well, he slipped on a pair of his trademark tight, white undies.

Not a single word had been spoken between us, and it didn't seem to matter one bit. He pulled back the covers on his huge bed and climbed in, patting the s.p.a.ce beside him. I climbed in too, biting back a groan of pleasure from the soft, bouncy mattress and lush white clean sheets and bedding. He pulled me immediately into his arms and I rested my head on his warm, clean chest.

"Goodnight, Jewls." He whispered and I don't know if I even answered before I drifted almost immediately into a deep, contented sleep.

Micah Waking up in my bed with my girl sleeping soundly by my side, in one of my tee s.h.i.+rts, was heaven on earth. Her breath was on my neck, her hair spread over the pillow. I had waited weeks for this, and for the previous night, and it had been well worth the wait. All sorts of thoughts were whizzing through my head, the most dominant one being that I wished I could have this every single morning. I would have asked her to move in there and then if I had thought she wouldn't totally freak out.

I couldn't do it yet, but I allowed myself to think about it, to imagine it and I couldn't wipe the smile from my face. My G.o.d, I loved her so much.

She looked so beautiful lying there still sleeping, I had to touch her. She stirred and murmured and the sheet slipped down her body. I could see her gorgeous curves under the tee s.h.i.+rt. I ran my hand over her hip to her thighs and she moved onto her back, the s.h.i.+rt riding up just a little.

I bent to kiss her knee and worked my way up her thighs, planting little kisses along the way until I reached the top. I would have carried on, but then, "Micah, what....what are you doing?"

I looked up at her and winked, grinning. "Morning..."

"What are you doing?" she repeated, still half asleep.

My grin broadened and I shrugged. "I'm just happy you're here."

"Me too," she said, and turned, leaning up to plant a kiss on my jaw near the corner of my mouth her favourite spot it seemed.

"Any regrets?" I asked, a hint of nerves probably evident in my tone.

She shook her head immediately, a good sign I thought. "None whatsoever. Last was...amazing. What time is it?"

I leaned over her to check the time. "Nearly seven. If we want breakfast we need to be downstairs in half an hour, that's when Mari puts it on the table. If we miss it, we make our own."

"So you all get up at half seven every morning?"

I nodded. "Yeah. We're a big family, with a big house and a successful busy restaurant, there's always something needs doing. We work hard, but...we party hard too. Plus...it's quite often the only time of day we can all get together."

She nodded slowly, obviously deep in thought. "So...it's a big family thing, yeah?"

I smiled knowingly. "I could already see where this was going. "Yes it is."

"Okay, so you go have some breakfast and I'll call a taxi, and I'll-"

"You are not leaving this house without having something to eat. Speaking of breakfast..."

I slid back down the covers, covering her body, my head level with her waist and kissed her navel, trailing kisses down until I felt her hand on the top of my head. "Micah!"

"Relax, baby..." I appeased.

"What are you...?" she trailed off, as I planted a soft kiss on her thigh.

Jewls "Kissing you Jewls, loving you. I want to wake you like this every day." Micah grinned and resumed his kisses. He moved to hover his mouth over mine, his hand moving up inside my tee s.h.i.+rt. I love Micah's kisses; I could kiss him forever. I moved my hands into his hair, hair that still looked perfect in the morning, but he moved them to my sides. "Just relax Jewls, this is for you." And then he was back to that place.....a place that...well let's just say it hadn't much proper attention, not this kind of attention.

He parted my thighs and gently kissed me there and oh good G.o.d. Oh no, I couldn't let him do it, I just couldn't. I felt my face heat up with a blush.

"Micah, no! I can't, you can't, it's.....wait!" I pulled away, trying to close my legs but he looked at me with those gorgeous brown eyes, "Jewls relax, it's okay. We love each other, I'll make it good for you, I promise."

He carried on with those soft kisses, then nibbling and then licking.

"Micah..." I half protested, but honestly? I was already weakening. It just felt so d.a.m.n good.

"Shhhh Jewls, just relax." His tongue was warm along my thighs and back to that sweet spot as he teased me with little nips and soft kisses, contrasting with the roughness of his beard scratching my sensitive skin. The combination had me seeing stars. I slammed my fist into my mouth to keep from crying out.

As his tongue worked its magic, I grabbed the sheet at either side of me, digging my nails into the soft fabric. It should have felt wrong, it always had before, but it didn't, it felt right, oh...so...right. Micah's head between my legs felt just so amazing.