Page 7 of Generation Omega: Revealed
She nods. “We do and this is it for me, but what about you? Where’s your safe place?”
“Don’t you know?” I’m honestly surprised by her confusion. “It’s you. Wherever you are is where I want to be. I don’t need a place. I just need you.”
“Ethan,” she breathes and then lifts herself, pulling me closer at the same time. We kiss and it’s different than before, no less passionate but entirely more about solace.
Whatever doubts we both still had about each other, the timing, the risks, our insecurities, or the harsh voices of judgment that too often shout in our heads… all of it fades away as we touch each other with a new kind of trust.
When I pull back, I’m struck by how beautiful my soulmate is.
Tillie’s lip quivers. “We’re going to be together for the first time here, aren’t we?”
I brush her hair away from her face. “That’s entirely up to you. This is your nest and no one makes any decisions here except you.”
Her nose wrinkles adorably. “Except your Auntie Jem, since it’s her place.”
“No, it’s your place. Trust me, Auntie Jem will never come up here. Seriously, she travels all the time and hasmanyproperties, so we’ll never see her unless we deliberately make plans to include her.”
“But why would she let you do this and then give it to me?”
“She loves this old place and she loves me, and I love you, so it all makes sense.” I shrug. “It doesn’t hurt that she despises every other blood relation she has. The idea of them ever getting hold of this place brings out her truly vengeful side. So, just trust me, this place is yours.”
Mz. Smug Nest Owner gives me a sassy smile. “Well then, I know the first thing I want to do in my nest.”
“What?”
“You. Be with me, Ethan. Make me yours.”
I don’t even pause before leaning to claim her mouth, while simultaneously untying the belt on her robe and shoving the rest off her shoulders. Tender foreplay is perfectly respectable, but we are well past that point. If I’m not inside her in the very near future, I’m going to combust in her lovely nest.
Tillie is just as ravenous as I lift her and toss her onto the mountain of blankets and pillows. She laughs as she attempts to make snow angels in the excessive bedding. She also watches with interest as I disrobe, my cock so rigid I’m concerned it might scare her, but she just licks her lips and parts her legs. I grab a condom from the hidden drawer and put it on as I study this scene I’ve imagined so many times.
Nests are apparently an aphrodisiac for my girl, which is a wonderful discovery. Without any shyness, she teases her fingertips along her belly, heading for her already wet core. But I’m there first, my mouth seizing her clit and sucking, then licking and worrying that precious little button as she writhes against me, shoving herself right into my mouth.
I use one hand on her belly to hold her down, while I continue my efforts, her legs trembling around me. Her taste, her quivering, her sharp breaths… everything about Tillie electrifies me and focuses my mind on the sight I’ve craved since I first understood the meaning of passion—though I don’t think I truly understood until today.
Need has never felt like this, and desire has never been so all-consuming. I’m about to see my beautiful friend, soulmate, lover, partner in crime—myeverything—come undone. This is what I want most, to give her all the ecstasy that life offers to those of us who know how to love. I may not be perfect, but she will know perfection.
At the point where her climax is close and if I weren’t holding her, she’d be floating, I pause and she shrieks. Her fingers dig into my head with one hand and clench a soft blanket with the other, as she rotates her hips to get even closer.
“Ethan…please…” Her whimper is a jug of kerosene thrown on a bonfire.
“I’ve got you, Till.”
“You do… you do…forever,” she croons and as much as I’m the one intending to deliver her pleasure, that word—forever—takes me to the edge of my own best version of bliss.
I can’t deny her. I won’t. I circle her clit with my tongue, already having learned just what drives her higher. I squeeze her button between my lips, my tongue working her while I grip her leg and pull her closer, delivering just the pressure she needs to unlock her first climax.
Her body stiffens, her head thrown back, her spine arched, and her sighs the best music I’ve ever heard. I have to see her. I move so that I’m over her, staring down as her eyes open and the proof of her love, her confidence, her trust, and her claim on me shine brightly. Her smile is one I’ve never seen, and it hits me that I’m meeting my best friend in a new way, as a lover.
I never let myself acknowledge that there was a part of her life that I didn’t know, but the truth can’t be denied and all I can feel is gratitude that I finally found my way home for good.
“I love you, Ethan. I’ve always loved you.” She caresses my face, her cheeks flushed and her eyes almost grey in the low light.
“I love you, Till. I’m so glad we’re finally here.”
We’re both smiling as I lean closer and kiss her, both of us breathing together as I reach down and position myself. Her fingers skim over my back as I slowly enter her. My control begins to fray at the sound of her moan, the way she now grips me and rocks her body to get me deeper.
“Oh, you are… oh, you feel so good.” She took the words right out of my mouth, as her tight heat squeezes around my cock and I can’t keep from groaning.
