His jet-black hair clung to his forehead. It curled into wet strands and dripped onto his nose and cheeks as he bent over me. Just looking at him had me close to coming apart, but he spent much longer than I would have liked keeping me teetering on the edge of oblivion.
I was beyond words, and I think he realized this. A sharp smack came down on my pussy, snapping me out of my daze.
“I know what you want, my love. What you need…”My love.“But I want to hear you beg me for it.”
“Please,” I breathed.
Another smack landed, causing me to gasp. This was pure torture. “You can do better than that, pretty girl.”
“Please, Kiernan. Make me come.”
He rubbed my clit. Slowly. Torturously. “You beg so pretty, baby. I’m not sure that was enough to satisfy how much I loved hearing it.”
I would beg him for days if he wanted. “Please,” I whined one last time, squirming under his touch.
He dragged it out for a second longer, kissing along my collarbone before he gave me what I wanted, touching me injustthe right way until I saw stars.
I’d barely caught my breath when he hoisted me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.
He moved away from the bench, pressing my back against the cold, slick tile. My heart raced, trapped between him and the wall.
He mauled me as the water sprayed down on us, marking my neck and shoulders.
His breath was hot on my neck and I felt him adjust himself until our bodies were perfectly aligned and then he entered me with one rough thrust. I braced myself against him as he pounded into me.
We came together this time, violently.
I loved this man. If only I could find the nerve to tell him.
KIERNAN
“Agirl could get used to this,” Indie said as she sat up in bed, taking in all the food I had on a tray for her for breakfast.
“That’s the plan.” I settled it between us and climbed back into bed with her. “Plus, I need to refuel you for the rest of the weekend after how many orgasms I wrung from you last night.”
She giggled, taking a grape and popping it into her mouth. “Did you even sleep at all? I feel like we were up until almost daylight. How did you drag yourself out of bed to do all this?” She gestured to the food.
“I have very enticing motivation,” I said, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
We spent a quiet, lazy morning together grazing on breakfast in bed. Once we’d had our fill, I moved the tray to the floor and pulled her close, basking in the heat of her as we drifted back to sleep.
It was around noon when I woke again, and I showered quickly before I headed down to the kitchen to make protein smoothies while she slept a little longer.
I returned to the room to the sound of the shower running again. She’d made it a quick one as well, and it wasn’t long beforeshe came back into the room wrapped in her fuzzy robe, with long strands of wet hair framing her face. This was my favorite way she looked.
She plopped down on the bed next to me and took the drink as I handed it to her. “Any plans for the day? Or are you just going to keep me in bed all weekend feeding me and fucking me?” she asked, taking a sip. “Not that I’m opposed to the latter,” she added.
“Oh, I’m definitely going to do that,” I said, finishing off the remainder of my smoothie and setting the empty cup on the nightstand. “But, yes. I do also have plans for us today.”
She eyed me suspiciously, probably because there weren’t many other things we could do out here other than the aforementioned things and the one other thing I had planned. I watched the wheels turn in her head and she briefly contemplated what I had in mind.
“I hope you packed comfy shoes.” I smacked her thigh as I stood, walking over to my overnight back and pulling out a t-shirt.
“Are we going hiking?” she asked.
“Yep.”
“Fun.” She took another drink. “I hope you’re prepared to piggyback me again.”
