“How long have you been up?” He says huskily, his voice still deep with sleep.
“Not long.” I smile and roll onto his chest, resting my chin over his heart. “Thank you, for last night.”
“Anytime, baby.”
We’d fallen asleep holding wrapped around each other, after he had spent hours rocking me gently while I was having a panic attack.
I leaned up and kissed him softly, just reveling in the domesticity and love filling the moment. And like always, the chemistry between us builds and takes over after a few kisses. Our tongues fight for dominance and I don’t give up this time, forcing him to let me run the show. I hear him moan and feel him submit, and climb over his hips, straddling him.
“Talia, are you sure?” I can feel how much he wants me, I know how much I want to, but what gives me pause is the conflicted look in his eyes.
I can’t blame him. I just spent the last day and a half crying in his arms because I was so affected by a man’s unwelcome touch on me.
But I welcome his touch on me every moment. Every kind and any kind of touch. I trust him, wholly and completely.
The fact that he’s pausing and worried about me, makes me trust him even more.
“So sure.” I say breathlessly and kiss him deeper rolling my hips against his at the same time. I don’t want him to worry at all aboutifI want this, I want him toknowI do.
Kieron sits up, wrapping his arm around my waist to keep us close together. It’s perfect. It’s sweet.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He says, pushing my hair back behind my ears with both hands. “I’d do anything for you, baby.” He vows.
“I know.” I smile at him, bringing our mouths back together for a searing kiss. I lift my hips up and grind down onto him, pushing my heat against his thickening hardness. As dominant as I was feeling before, it was nothing compared to when I open my eyes and see Kieron’s eyes roll back in his head in pleasure.
I went feral after seeing that.
My hands went to the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up as far as I could. We separated for a millisecond to rip it off his head before our mouths crashed back together. Kieron shirtless was a magnificent sight but feeling his skin against mine is even better. His hands grab at my tank top, pulling the straps down my shoulders to expose my tits. The cool air hit my chest, causing my nipples to pebble before they’re both covered by his hands.
Tipping my head back, I groan at the feel of his hands as his lips drop to my neck. His teeth graze my skin right by the pulse point and I shiver.
“Kieron,” I moan, threading my fingers through his long hair and pull slightly.
He hisses, but when I look at him for any pain, he had such a look of lust that I smile bigger.
“You like that.” I whisper against his lips and he nodded.
“So do you.” He smirked, sliding a hand up against the back of my neck, slipping his own fingers through the hair at the back of my head and pulling slightly. It stung, but in a good way. In a leading way.
I pull his hair and it pulls his head back as I grind against him. We grind against each other harder like we are two teenagers afraid that we were going to be caught making out.
“Take your pants off. Now.” I growl, sitting up and scootching down his body, dragging his pants off as much as I can. He quickly agrees, moving to rid himself of the pants like they personally offended him, throwing them across the room.
“Your turn.” He says, his voice somehow deeper.
I stood up, keeping eye contact with Kieron the whole time, and pulled the tank off, letting it slip through my fingers. Under his heady gaze, I felt sexy. Powerful. Confident.
He’s silent, but the look in his eyes says everything.
I hook my thumbs in the waistband of my pants and slip them down my legs along with my panties. When I stand back up, I’m completely naked.
In any other situation, I’d be self-conscious. I’d be trying to cover up and shrink in on myself, but with Kieron and all we’ve been through…
I stood straight and tall, letting him look as much as he wanted. My dark hair fell around my face like curtains, making it so all I saw was him.
“Come here.” He orders, his voice low and his eyes sharp and full of want.
I follow directions and quickly moved to his side, crawling on top of his thighs. I’m so sure that he could feel how turned on I was with my wetness dripping down my thighs.
