Page 77 of Diving In
“I’m not sure what you're talking about,” she says, even as she readjusts herself on my lap, grinding into me and forcing me to hiss out another breath. Fine, she’s proven her point. She has other ways to torture me.
One beer later, my hand lands on Kath’s thigh. “Two can play this game,” I tell her as I innocently sip my drink with my other hand.
“So Kath, how’s England? How’s doctor training?” asks Seb. She starts to answer, and I slowly begin to inch my hand under her dress and up her thighs. We’re tucked into the corner seat. Shielded enough that none of the others can see my hand under the table.
“It’s good.” She tries to elbow me. I grin into the back of her neck and slip my hand around to the inside of her leg. “I get to start on properhospital placements from next year, which is really exciting. Fewer lectures, and more practical things.”
“Ah, that’s cool,” he replies. “Do you have set rotations you go through or is it random?”
I start to toy with the edges of her underwear, and she sucks a breath in.
“Oh, umm, it’s a set of rotations,” she answers. “We all have to do a bit of surgery, a bit of emergency medicine, general practice, paediatrics and all that stuff. It’s in hospitals all around Devon too. It’ll be nice to get to explore the county.”
“Your grandma lives there, doesn’t she?” Seb asks, as I slide my hand underneath her underwear. She’s soaking. I slowly start to rub circles, just the way I know she likes.
“Yeah, she does,” Kath manages to get out after a minute. “Sam came to visit a few times during the summer. Didn’t you, Sam?”
I’m distracted by my name, pausing my finger at her entrance. I can feel her legs tensing.
“I did,” I answer and sink my finger inside her simultaneously. She stiffens against me. “It’s a beautiful part of the world. You should visit sometime, Seb. The coastline is stunning.”
I can feel her back beginning to arch as I slowly slide in and out. I’ve changed my mind. I love this game. Seb’s follow-up question fades into the background. All my attention is fixed on Kath’s reactions. The clench in her jaw. The goosebumps I can see forming on her arm. I know she can feel me hardening beneath her, and she grinds back into me reflexively.
“Sam, can we bar… I mean go to bar. I mean get something from the bar?” Kath says to me in a slightly breathless voice. I nod, extricating my finger from her smoothly and readjusting her dress before she stands.
“What are you doing?” she hisses as she pulls meaway from the table.
“Payback’s a bitch.” I grin at her, maintaining eye contact as I pop my finger into my mouth and lick it clean. I can see her cheeks flushing more than they already are. Her pupils are blown.
“Youcannotleave me like this,” she says.
“Can’t I?”
In fairness, I was planning on the pair of us leaving for the hotel in the next few minutes, but maybe I can torture her a bit more.
“Nope.” She grabs my hand, pulling me towards a bathroom before locking the door behind us. “Finish what you started,” she challenges me.
“With pleasure,” I tell her, lifting her so that she’s on the sink and spreading her thighs apart as I push between them. I inch her dress up her thighs and under her, exposing the lace of her underwear which is visibly damp. She whimpers as I slowly move her panties to the side, baring her to me.
“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper against her lips as I lean forwards for a kiss, our breath intermingling as she arches towards me.
My fingers ghost up and down her legs, before finally returning to her heat, and I sink a finger into her. She lets out a moan, which I capture in my mouth.
“Quiet, KitKat,” I tell her. “Wouldn’t want anyone to work out what’s going on in here, now would we?”
She whimpers and shakes her head as I inch in a second finger, gently crooking them inside her and watching as she takes another shuddering breath. Pushing the shoulder of her dress down, I lick along the edge of her bra line before pushing down the other strap, along with her bra, and freeing her breasts.
“I want you to see yourself,” I tell her, picking her up and spinning her round. “Put your knee on the ledge.”
Her dress pools around her waist and I can see her chest rising and falling, her nipples peaked in the air. Her eyes grow hooded as we make eyecontact and her head thuds back against my shoulder. This was definitely a good idea, I think to myself as I watch the pair of us in the mirror.
“This is my favourite view,” I tell her as I ease my finger back in and watch her shudder again. “Look at yourself, Kath; look at what you do to me.”
“God, Sam,” she strangles out, and I laugh as I move my hand up to her throat, tipping her mouth towards mine, curling my fingers loosely around her neck as her hands tug at my hair.
“Are you close?” I whisper against her lips, increasing the rhythm of my fingers.
I can feel her nodding against me and her whole body is taught. I press down again, and she lets out another moan and shudders around me, walls clamping on my fingers as she comes. This truly is the best feeling in the world. It’s as good as the medals. Maybe better. She goes lax in my arms and then tugs my hair again, pulling me in for another soft kiss.
