Unashamed by virtue of the need he raised in her, Kami mewled unhappily at his retreat and her hands out to pull him back against her. Her body already shivered in the cool air, such a contrast to the melting heat they shared. As his words broke through the breathless hunger, though, she laughed in such a wanton, promising way that toes curled. She smiled then and some control reappeared as first her hips gave a tight, teasing gyration upwards to brush his lower body and next her head turned despite his hold on her hair. Her soft lips found the inside of his wrist and the kiss she gave the sensitive skin seemed calculated to drive him mad. Delicately, then, she scraped her teeth where she had just kissed. "Oh, sugar," she purred. Her words vibrated against skin and bone, pitched to be felt straight through and through. "Honey, don't. You'll make me do a bad thing."
As she spoke, her hands fumbled between them and he felt the scrape of the condom wrapper down his stomach, contrasted with the soft touch of her fingertips. Within seconds, she held him against her palm again and her face relaxed into a dreamy smile. "Mmm," she hummed. Her fingers wrapped around him firmly, giving his rigid erection a fond, measuring squeeze. Her thumb shifted to tease over the tip with featherlight attention. "Let's take care of him."
With a final stroke, Kami suddenly pulled her hand away and flattened her hand against Shae's firm chest. She pushed hard, aggressive again, and drew herself upwards into a sitting position in mirror reaction, keeping him from pulling her hair too hard. Then, somehow careful and coiled, she managed to wiggle into a new position, nearly kneeling in front of him. His hands in her hair kept her upright but, with both hands free now, she worked the condom from its wrapper without looking. The wrapper was discarded to one side, fluttering to the bedroom floor, neglected.
Lifting one hand, Kami kept her eyes locked on Shae's as she drew a slow lick up the length of her palm before dropping the hand to again wrap around his pulsing cock. She shifted closer and kissed him sweetly with a tiny sigh escaping as they parted. He tasted like all manner of delicious things, mouth begging for more kisses, and the nearness of him sent her pulse sky-rocketing. "Damn," she whispered. "Just... Damn, Shae."
With that strangely flattering exhalation, Kami pulled further away and ducked her chin to better watch her next mission. She drew her hand along the heated length of him once more and then shifted to hold the opened condom over the tip. With an uncanny ease, fumbling only once from the intensity of desire building, her nimble fingers rolled the rubber downwards until he was fully sheathed. A noise of near-disappointment left her at the completion and the knot low in her stomach twisted as the chance of skin to skin was lost. As if to compensate, her fingers moved to trace languidly over his hipbone. She looked up then and smiled dreamily once more, a hint of pride at her accomplishment fuzzy in the look. "Shame," she murmured vaguely. "Delicious."