Page 60 of The Academy
“No, I suppose they wouldn’t. That feeling, it was a need, wasn’t it, love?” I nod. “That’s a natural reaction, it’s completely normal.” This time a soft chuckle does escape his lips, yet my anger fades. He’s not laughing because he’s judging me, he’s laughing because I don’t know about any of this. Does that make me pathetic? Is that worse?
“Do you trust me, love?”
“You know I do, Cayden.”
“Good girl, lay down again.” His words are harsher, but not mean. He’s telling me what to do, but I still know I could say no at any moment, and that small comfort makes me comply. I lay back down on the sheets of the bed and his fingers graze over my stomach. The touch is so light and gentle, yet it sends a swarm of sensations through me, making me shiver.
“Mmm, just like that. Let your body feel it.” Cayden’s voice is husky and deep this time. I’m starting to realise there are many tones a person can have besides the three I’m used to: cold, indifferent, and afraid.
His lips move back to my neck, kissing and nipping gentle bites at the skin, making me gasp. It doesn’t hurt, it feels good. So good. “Cayden.” The whimper leaves my lips involuntarily as I let myself feel every touch, every kiss, every gentle nip at my skin just like he told me to.
My body feels so built up with this need only he can fill.
I am completely and utterly ruined, and it’s all Cayden’s fault.
Cayden’s fingers slip under the waistband of my underwear. He leans back, checking my every reaction, his fingers still just under the thin elastic band. “I’m not going to touch you without your words, love. Do you want this?”
I nod. “Yes.”
I need the ache to stop that only Cayden knows how to fix. I need him like I never have before.
“Can I take these off?” He tugs at the waistband of the underwear, and I nod, lifting my hips to help him. I watch his eyes darken slightly as he pulls the fabric from my body. His fingers graze over my inner thigh, running up and down reverently, causing another whimper. This time the sound is desperate, a sound I have never made before.
“Words, Darlia, I need words baby. Your body is telling me yes, and I love it, but I need your words.” Cayden’s voice is so soothing while every inch of me feels on fire. His words are light, as if it’s a normal conversation. Yet I feel like I’m going mad.
“Yes.”
“My brave girl.” Cayden’s lips move down my chest, kissing just at the top of my bra, but he makes no attempt to remove the fabric. My nipples are hard and aching, desperate for attention.
I feel the brush of his fingers against my inner thigh again, like he’s testing my reaction. I gasp, the slight touch enough to send a shockwave through my body, and I feel a knot in my stomach.
“Please, Cayden. Please.”
“So fucking beautiful,” Cayden murmurs against my collarbone as his fingers begin to circle my clit. Immediately my back arches, and I gasp. The unknown feelings and sensations overwhelm me in the best of ways.
“That’s it, baby, feel it. You’re doing so good.”
I do. I feel every touch, I feel the way his fingers apply more pressure, only to take it away just as quickly. I feel the aching need between my legs growing every second that Cayden has full control of.
I feel all of it, all at once.
He circles a finger around my entrance before pushing it inside me, and I whine a sound I haven’t made before. A sound of sheer desperation mixed with pleasure as his finger curves to hit a spot inside me I never knew existed.
My body is completely at his mercy, and he’s playing it like it’s his favourite instrument.
His finger curls again, making me moan, my breath now coming in short, heavy gasps as my body tries to understand all the feelings it’s being put through. So instead, I shut my mind off.
“Good girl,” Cayden praises as if knowing what I’m doing, shutting off my mind and instead focusing on everything he’s doing to me. Then, he slides a second finger inside me.
Oh, fuck.
I let him continue draining me of gasps and moans, my back arching with every curl of his fingers and then, his thumb joins in, circling my clit at the same time his other two fingers curl inside of me.
Fuck.
“You look so beautiful like this, love.”
Cayden’s fingers work in tandem to bring me to the brink of insanity. My body is trembling and my back is aching from how many times he’s managed to pull it from the mattress before he pulls away completely, leaving me aching and breathless.
