That Day, Karen Deen [early readers .txt] 📗

going crazy from fear, but I’m about to do something that I hope I live to regret. Something that is so not me, but if I’m about to die in this fucking storm, then let’s go out with a bang.

The next flash of light, I jump and then lunge my face at Kurt and kiss him hard. My lips smash against his, which at first are locked still and it’s just me moving.

Fuck, what have I done?

But then it’s happening, his lips respond, and it’s like the exploding thunder is coming from us.

I’ve ogled this body from afar for a year, and now he is totally consuming me in a kiss that I started. I can’t see him properly, but I can feel so much. The storm is slipping from my thoughts the more he distracts me. His hand slides up into my wet hair and moves my head to exactly where he wants me. His tongue slips across my lips, waiting for an invitation. Not pushing, but just flirting with me. I can’t believe I’m doing this. Opening my mouth, our tongues meet and explore with a passion that’s indescribable.

Suddenly Kurt pulls away, and I’m gasping for air and at the shock of the kiss stopping.

“I can’t take advantage of your fear. Shit, I shouldn’t have done that.” His voice tells me all I need to know. This is a good man. Trying to do the right thing, no matter how much he doesn’t want to.

“You didn’t. I did, and if I’m going to die tonight, I want it to be with a smile on my face.” I’m trying to show how in control I am, when on the inside, I’m craving more of those kisses while I ignore my embarrassment of throwing myself at a man I don’t even know. But maybe that’s what the appeal is. He doesn’t know anything about me or my life. I’m just some woman he met on a beach in the middle of one hell of a storm.

“The only one who will be dying tonight will be me—while I try to do the right thing. Please tell me this is not some storyline you’re trying to make up and I’m the sex doll you want to test it out on?” His voice is a little lighter, but I can tell he’s holding back from me.

I groan at the thought of him being my sex doll; now that’s a storyline to tuck away for later.

“Kurt, for my entire life, I have always done the right thing, and I can tell you it doesn’t always turn out for the best. For just this once, let me do something so naughty that I’ll be feeling it for days. I’m not going to become some clingy woman. I just want to fuck you and you to fuck me. Just for tonight, and that’s it. No strings attached.” The wind is making howling noises as it rushes through the old windows in the house.

“I know I sound pathetic. I just haven’t felt like this for so long and…”

“Fuck it,” he mumbles as his mouth meets mine again, but this time, he is in complete control. His hands roam to my back as he starts to drag the blanket off me. I don’t need it anymore with the heat he has surging through my body. My hands slide over his chest and feel his abs, the same ones that I’ve stared at so many times I’ve lost count. I can’t believe I’m even touching them in real life. They are so hard, and running my hands all over them has me feeling even hotter.

Kurt’s hand moves to my side and slowly slides over my breast. I think it’s his way of testing the waters. Oh god, I hope he doesn’t stop. The moan that comes out of my mouth has its own way of telling him exactly my thoughts of how it feels. I’ve forgotten what being touched like this does to your insides. My body is tingling, and I can feel his touch all over. It’s like he is taking the electricity floating all around us and centering it in my body.

Pulling back from the kiss, he slows his hand a little as it reaches the edge of the lace on my bra.

“Are you sure about this, Asha? I have no protection with me. I can’t prove it, but I’m clean and would never lie about that. But what about birth control?” Now it’s him that sounds like he’s almost pleading for me not to say stop. Like that’s even an option anymore.

“Got it covered. Please don’t stop. I want this. I trust you; I probably shouldn’t, but I do.”

His lips slowly plant kisses down my neck as his hands start peeling off my bra, finally releasing the clasp, and his voice vibrates on my skin. “On account of us knowing each other, you trust me. I need to talk to you about the danger of that, but let’s worry about that tomorrow. Right now, I want to fulfill your request of fucking.”

“Mmm, I want that too.” I wish it were brighter to see his face and body more, but I kind of like that fact that he can’t see me. Well, only every few minutes when the room lights up. It’s so much more of a mystery to be with a stranger in the dark. That’s what has the suspense building of what’s in store.

One thing I want to know is what the hell is under that towel. Just as I’m about to reach for it with my hand, he pushes me back onto the bed and drags my bra off properly. I should feel vulnerable, but I don’t. For the first time in a long time, I feel sexy, and if Kurt’s groan as he starts devouring my body is any indication, then that’s what he feels about me too.

My back arches off the bed as he sucks on my nipple, and his other hand