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

myself moaning as my tongue slowly swipes up the underside of his cock, feeling the softness of the skin even though it’s so hard. The veins pulse with need and the head bulges like he’s ready to explode. That’s what I want. To see him unravel, showing me that although he is the boss of the bedroom, I have more power than he’ll ever have.

A real man knows how to achieve both things.

Finally opening my mouth wide, I take him in as far as possible, hearing him groan and his hands now fisting in my hair. Just how I like it.

I take him in and out, dragging my tongue over and around his bulging head every time I reach it.

“Fuck, Asha. If you want this to last, you’d better get up here.” Without really giving me a choice, his hands are under my arms and he pulls me to my feet. Our lips collide like we’ve been starved for months, tasting and feasting on each other.

Falling backwards, I take Kurt with me onto the bed.

“If I’m naked, you sure as hell better be too. Otherwise, how can I kiss every inch of you.”

My hands move like lightning behind my back to release my bra. Slipping it off my shoulders, it’s gone before I have a chance to finish taking it off. Kurt drags my panties down a little rougher than usual. Maybe if I weren’t limited on the clothing I have, he would have just ripped them clean off me. He’s done it before, and it’s so fucking hot.

Up on his knees above me now, he’s just looking at me.

“Now that’s more like it. My woman spread out for me to admire and devour. Hold on tight, baby, because I need you to feel every inch of me and never forget what we are when we’re together… unbreakable.” The sheer emotion in his voice has done me in.

Pulling him down towards me, his cock is sitting on my pussy that’s already desperate for attention. My legs wrap around his ass and my hands hook over his shoulders.

“Then show me…” I mean it to come out strong and confident, but breathy is all I can manage. “Promise me you will never leave me. We will always be like this, joined body and soul.”

Without another word, his cock pushes into me. Both of us groan so loud it’s like we are exorcising demons from our body. And in a way we are, the doubt that had crept in that wouldn’t let either of us fully trust each other.

Tonight, it’s time to totally erase any of that doubt that’s left.

“You are so tight… fuck, you feel so unbelievable, babe.” He pounds into me as I match his thrusts. I’m craving my release.

“Unbreakable… we are fucking unbreakable… do you hear me?” he growls.

I more than just hear him.

I feel him all the way into my soul.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god, don’t… oh god, Kurt, don’t… stop… don’t ever stop!” I scream as the strongest surge of electricity floods my body, light flashing before my eyes, and the noise I let loose is like nothing I’ve heard come out of me before. The orgasm has my sex pulsing around Kurt and milking every drop of come from him, while he roars like an animal.

Our sex has been hot and heavy, but this is primal.

Like nothing I’ve ever experienced.

We both needed to completely let go in a way that is not just about the sex.

So much pent-up fear, frustration, and love has been trapped in both of us, so that the only way it can be released is when we are joined together.

“Fuck, baby, what are you doing to me?” Kurt’s sweaty body collapses on top of me, while he is still pulsing inside me. My body is quivering with the aftershocks of the orgasm.

“Can’t talk, brain dead, killed by epic orgasm.” I can’t help but giggle. My body shaking has Kurt starting to slide out of me and rolling to the side.

Both of our chests suck in air like we just used every breath we had.

“I hope you don’t think that’s it. We have all afternoon and night, so buckle up, baby, we’ve only just begun.” Kurt draws my body in close to him, lying on his side.

“Am I going to be able to walk tomorrow?”

“Not if I can help it.” We both start laughing, and it’s the first time in days that it feels good to just be us. No pressure, no concerns, and all alone.

Tomorrow, of course, will be a different story.

Waking up in Kurt’s arms feels normal, but the sounds around me certainly don’t.

It’s then that it twigs with me that we aren’t at the beach.

Although the cabin is deadly quiet, the sound of the forest around us is so new and fascinating. The slight scrape of the branches of the low-lying trees on the roof. I can imagine if I were on my own, it would be scary, but snuggled with Kurt spooning around me, it’s a sound and that’s all.

Hearing the different kinds of birds whistling and calling as the sun is rising, I’m trying to picture what the bird actually looks like, matching it to the sound it makes. The cabin itself is creaking as the morning sun starts to heat it up for the day.

Kurt insisted we sleep with the bedroom door open last night, so I can see out into the rest of the cabin which is just one big room. A small kitchen with an island counter, all timber. The sink under the window, which is an old-style four-glass-pane window, pretty lace curtains on either side of it.

A small round table sits to the side of the kitchen, which would have been just big enough for Ghost and Cassie to eat at and start their life as a family. A small yellow vase is filled with wildflowers that look so perfect, not a single flower the same, just all different ones that make