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

body feeling him everywhere. The little bites on my rock-hard nipple feel so good in contrast to the pleasure building as he works his finger inside me.

Lifting his mouth off my breast, his body slides to the side slightly, giving himself room to look at me. His gaze is burning me as he watches his thumb pressing on my clit, while two fingers are stroking my G-spot just right.

“Kurt, oh fuck, just there, oh fuck…”

“That’s right, baby, you want me to fuck you. But I need to watch you come first. I want to see every ounce of pleasure I give you, racing through your body, knowing it’s all me.”

Just when I don’t think I can take anymore, he leans over to the other breast, licking the nipple until it’s standing up. The overwhelming sense of my orgasm racing to the top, Kurt then bites down hard on my nipple, and I explode.

My eyes close, the flashes of light in my vision as the world around me ceases to exist except for Kurt. I’m floating, and my body is being caressed to bring me back down.

“That’s it, come back to me, beautiful. We’re not done yet. I want to finish what we started and give you what you need. Me!”

As I ride the high of the best orgasm I’ve ever experienced, Kurt rolls me on top of him and lifts me to sit on his stomach. Trying to breathe, I know I want more. I want it all.

“Take me, Asha, I’m yours.”

Kurt has no idea what that means to me. To have total control over a part of my life. This part, here in my bed, I get to say who I fuck and how. I make the decisions.

“Yes! I’m making you mine.” Pushing up on my knees, I take his cock in my hand, pumping up and down slowly. I love the feel of it in my hand, watching what I’m doing to him, lying there helpless to my actions.

“Fuck, beautiful, I can’t hold on much more.” His hands on my hips squeeze tight enough that tomorrow I know I’ll enjoy seeing the evidence of where his hands have been.

I guide his cock, swiping it up and down to coat it nicely. His body pushes up in little twitches.

“I know what you want. Just let me hear it,” I say, teasing him at the entrance to my pussy but not going any farther.

“I fucking want you, Asha. From the first time I saw you, I knew I fucking wanted you. Now stop prick teasing, otherwise you’ll regret it.” But before he has time to tell me how I would regret it, I slide all the way down his cock, and we both let out a loud groan.

“So much… so much more.” I can’t get out all the words.

“Yeah, now ride it, baby. Fucking ride me and take your pleasure.” He pushes his hips up to remind me how good it feels when he’s moving inside of me.

“Oh yeah, fuck yes.” There’s no holding back now. I start to lift myself off and slam back down on top of him. Kurt joins me by lifting me with his hands and fucking me while I try to fuck him. We are both out of control, but in a way that we are totally in sync as one.

“You’re mine,” he growls. “All fucking mine, and I can’t let you go. No matter what. I want you.”

“Yessss!” The word screams from me as I come harder than the last time and make sure I continue until Kurt tenses underneath me and comes with all the passion he’s kept bottled inside of him.

“No matter what, you’re mine and I’m yours.” He closes his eyes as the last part of his orgasm barrels through him.

I fall forward onto his chest, his body so big compared to mine.

I feel at home for the first time in a very long time. “Yours. Just yours.” His arms wrap around me, and it feels amazing. I close my eyes so I can try to contain the tears. Because inside my head, I whisper the rest of the sentence.

“All yours for as long as I can. That’s all I can promise. Yours for now.”

“Sleep now. Later we can enjoy round two. Or three or four,” his sexy, sleepy voice murmurs in my ear.

“Will I be able to walk tomorrow?” I let out a little giggle.

“Not if I do it right. Now sleep.” His words are the last thing I hear until morning.

Which is the biggest surprise of the night for both of us. We both slept solid in each other’s arms all night long.

I’m in so much trouble.

Before we are even beginning, I can feel the heartbreak biting at my heels. Yet if that’s what it takes to feel like this now, that’s a risk I’ll take.

Chapter Eight

ASHA

Waking up in the warmth of Kurt’s arms is something I write about, but this morning, I know I haven’t done it justice.

The all-consuming feeling of bliss.

A peaceful wave that rolls over me, opening my eyes to a smiling face.

The unexplainable sense of being safe, even though I hardly know him, yet feel I’ve known him for a lifetime.

“Good morning, beautiful.” And that husky morning voice is so much more than I’ve managed to describe. It’s sexy and does things to stir the body right back to where it was when I fell asleep in the post-orgasm euphoria.

“Morning. I can’t believe I slept, even with the promise of more to come.” I rest my chin on his chest, feeling the rhythm of his breathing. It’s early daybreak and there is a small amount of light outside. We still have time to lie here a little longer.

“Oh, there’ll be more coming. That is guaranteed.” The mischief in his eyes tells me I should run while I can. But I don’t want to leave him. Not this time. Slowly running my fingers through his chest hair, the slightest of shivers runs through his body.