Inheritance

Chapter 30

"You already are Kendall, but I don't want our relationship to be just sexual." I told him, as that was my fear with our current dynamic.

"I'm going to be honest. I've never been in a relationship that meant more than sex to me. So, this is all very new to me." Kendall's hand began to run up and down my arm, causing me to shiver with pleasure.

For the first time since we had reconnected, I saw something in his eyes that resembled hope. I really wanted to give us an honest chance. Although I yearned to establish a serious bond with him, there was something he just kept saying that was becoming concerning.

"Why do you keep saying you're not the person I think you are?"

"For now, the less you know the better. I'm serious, Sasha." His hands shuffled underneath the sheets, reaching for my back and pushing my body partially on top of his.

Our legs became entangled, as my hands gravitated underneath the covers, trailing up his leg and making contact with the soft material of his pants. After moving a hand along the fabric of his bottoms, I slipped it beneath his waistband where I could feel his appendage peaking through his boxers. Despite not having done anything intimate, his member was already semi-hard. I laughed at the thought, then proceeded to touch him. 

From the simple graze of his manhood through his briefs, I could confidently confirm that his girth and length were impressive. But, also frightening to imagine how all of it could fit inside of me. As much as my lust for him had been frustrating, I knew all too well that I wasn't quite ready for any form of penetration, especially if his size was as large as it now felt along my hand.

I continued to repeat the rubbing motion along Kendall's member, hearing his breathing hasten with each touch. My eyes slowly lifted to his face, locking him in a heated exchange. The way his eyelashes flickered down to take a fervid glimpse at me was enough to know that he was trying to hold himself back from dominating me. 

As much as I was tempted to let him have his way, I knew it wasn't the right time. Before we had sex, he still needed to prove himself to me and I wanted to fully regain his trust.

Running my hand along the hem of his boxers, I slowly slipped my fingers inside. Before I could cop a proper feel of the real thing, he abruptly took hold of my wrist. He threw me a cautionary look, as I continued to tease him through his boxers. His head eventually fell between the crevice of my neck, his breath damp and hot along my skin.

"If you touch my dick with your bare hands, I won't be able to hold myself back." He whispered against my neck, sounding so sensual. "Also, I don't want to get you sick."

For once, I was the one in complete control and I found myself not wanting to relinquish it. I knew that I had a strong urge to take advantage of this very moment by making him remember that I was the best he'd ever experience—mentally, emotionally, and physically. Kendall's breathing became jagged, as his hand continued to hold mine and guide it through the almost-hand job.

From the bedside table, my phone vibrated loudly. Using my unoccupied hand, I silenced it without looking at the screen. However, a few seconds later, it vibrated again. When I decided to give it my full attention, I halted my explicit actions with Kendall. Increasing the display brightness on the screen, I could now see that the caller ID read, Caleb.

From the clear annoyance cemented across Kendall's handsome face, I assumed he had also seen the name. Before I could react, he snatched the phone from my hands and answered the call himself.

"Who is this?" He spoke rigidly into the phone.

"She's busy." He proceeded. "You can call back at another fucking time." I couldn't make out what Caleb had said on the other end of the line, as Kendall had intentionally kept the phone out of my reach before finally hanging up.