By the time Mikayla finished washing up and lay down in bed, it was already eleven o'clock. She faced away from Cayden, and it seemed as though a vast chasm lay between them.
Cayden leaned against the headboard and glanced at Mikayla. "Ready to sleep?"
Mikayla murmured a quiet "mm-hmm." He switched off the small nightlight by the bed, plunging the room into darkness, with only the cool moonlight spilling onto the floor through the white curtains.
After much deliberation, she finally spoke up, "How about… we sleep separately?"
The next moment, Cayden lay down and gently embraced her. Mikayla turned around in surprise, meeting his gaze.
"Don't you want to sleep with me?"
His warm breath tickled the back of Mikayla's neck, sending shivers down her spine. Amid the mingling breaths, she was enveloped by the faint, fresh scent of his shower gel, which she found she didn't dislike.
"It's not that. I just never thought of it this way." Cayden held her tighter, his lips brushing against her ear.
He chuckled softly, turning her to face him, "Then what did you have in mind?"
Mikayla thought to herself: You sleep on your side, I sleep on mine.
Cayden didn't seem interested in her answer. He pressed his lips to her soft ones, his tongue teasingly drawing hers out for a slow, tantalizing kiss.
They both tacitly crossed the line, and even the air grew charged with intimacy.
Cayden's long fingers roamed her body, unbuttoning her creamy white long-sleeved pajamas one by one.
Mikayla, slightly dazed by his kisses, still had the clarity to think: Well, he's so handsome, it's not a loss to sleep with him...
Cayden kissed her tenderly, gradually moving down to gently kiss her neck and chest.
Mikayla suddenly thought of something, she pushed him a little harder, and Cayden looked confusedly at her, thinking that he had made her uncomfortable.
"Don't... don't kiss my neck, it will leave a mark." What if someone sees it at work tomorrow?
He chuckled, "Okay." And he kissed her lips again, while his other hand fondled her tender vulva. Mikayla's moans were drowned out by the kiss.
The uninitiated Mikayla's entire body became highly sensitive, and Cayden licked her nipples, circling them one by one. Her pajama pants didn't know when they were taken off, and his hand was not at all restless as it explored her private parts below, separating velvet curtains, and pressing his finger into the center of her flower petals.
"Uh..." Mikayla's body couldn't help but tremble, and Cayden comfortingly kissed beside her snow white softness.
His finger penetrated into the honey-well, slowly drawing out some sticky honey, and two fingers were inserted inside.
Mikayla's breathing became heavier and heavier, she bit her lower lip tightly, not wanting to make any noise, and she even crumpled the bed sheets.
When he brushed past a certain point, she couldn't help but let out a gasp, and Cayden's gaze darkened as he teased her sensitive spot. Unconsciously, Mikayla's love fluid had soaked the labia.
She couldn't bear the intense pleasure, and she tried to push him away with her hands, but her body felt weak and she felt like a lifeless doll at his mercy. She just started speaking, "Cay... Cayden."
His deep voice echoed in her ear, "Hmm?"
For just a moment, Mikayla's orgasmic high reached its peak, and she saw a flash of white light before she curled up in a bow and reached her climax.
Cayden gently lowered her slender waist onto the bed surface and pulled out his fingers, leaving a thin silver thread of sticky residue. He looked up at Mikayla, who lay on the bed, breathing shallowly, with her white softness rising and falling with each breath.
And there were red marks on her chest from his touch, and Cayden's penis felt hard and painful. He got up and looked for condoms in the drawer of the bedside table.
"When did you buy that?" Mikayla looked at him in confusion, as she clearly remembered not seeing it when she tidied up the room a few days ago.
In the darkness, Cayden couldn't see the drawer, so he turned on a small nightlight and answered her, "I bought it today."
It seemed that he was planning to "eat" her on the first night back.
Mikayla suspected that she had fallen into a wolf's den, and her gaze dropped down, leaving her speechless.
His penis was thick, long, and curved, although she had also read porn novels before, the male protagonists in those seemed to be of this type, but when she saw it in real life, she just wanted to run away. How was she supposed to fit in there?
