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

It’s so manly and a stark contrast to what I had with my last boyfriend before my world fell apart. I never had an opinion on body hair before, but now it’s one of my favorite things about Kurt’s body. Well, just one of many, to be honest.

“Feeling very confident, aren’t we?” I ask, trying to keep a straight face, while my hand starts wandering farther.

“Yes, there will be a lot more feeling too, now that you mention it. In fact, I think someone has already begun. I’ve got some catching up to do.”

Before I even have time to reply, he has me flipped on my back and his body suspended over me on his forearms and legs straddled either side of me.

“Confident, you say…” he says. “I’d call it hopeful. A gentleman never presumes.”

All my thoughts of the fact I haven’t brushed my teeth or made myself look decent are thrown out the window when he looks at me like that.

I reach up with my hands and pull his face close. “You say hopeful, I say a guarantee…” As my lips touch his, I want more. I never know how long I’ve got here, so I can’t waste time.

Kurt takes over the kiss as he always has when he touches me. He allows me the first feeling of control where I get to make the choices, until he has my consent, and then I submit to him with pleasure. Letting him take me away from my life and float in the clouds even for a short time is something I crave, more and more every time he touches me.

Our bodies become heated and press together. Kurt pushing his cock against me, rubbing up and down on my pussy, waiting for my acknowledgement.

“Yes,” I whisper, which is all it takes for him to push inside me nice and slowly. The pain is there, but a burn I’m wanting so much more of.

“Tell me if I hurt you.” Nodding, my hips move, willing him to go faster, but he continues to keep it slow and sensual.

“So. Fucking. Tight,” he grunts as he starts to thrust harder, and I can feel my orgasm building.

My mouth drops open, but I can’t say a word.

Utter bliss keeps me in the state of euphoria.

Before Kurt, I’m not sure I really knew what out-of-this-world sex was.

But I do now.

I just never want him to stop. I hook my legs around his ass as he starts to go faster.

“I can’t hold off… need you to come… want you so bad.” His piercing stare that says even more than his words, knowing I’ve got him at his breaking point, unravels me and sends my orgasm barreling through my body.

“Fuuuccckkk.” Kurt growls as he lets go. Feeling him pulsing inside me sends little chills through my body like aftershocks.

Our panting is loud and fast to begin with, slowly returning to normal breathing.

Kurt slides out and falls to the bed beside me for a second before reaching out and pulling me into his arms. “You have me in your web, little spider.”

I can’t help it. I just burst out laughing. “Says the man who managed to get me to agree to dinner, so he could seduce me, even though we weren’t doing this again.”

His fingers grip me a little tighter. “Exactly. As hard as I fight to walk away, you are the one who lures me to your bed… again.” He smiles at me, and I open my mouth to rebut his comment, when his finger lands on my lips. “If I didn’t want to be here, I wouldn’t be. You have me feeling so much that I just want to get to know you—mind, body, and soul. So, you have me, right where I want to be.” His finger slips under my chin and lifts it up to make sure I’m looking at him.

“Okay,” is all I can manage to say.

“Good.” His lips softly touch mine. Holding more emotion in the kiss than I know what to do with.

Banging on the back door startles both of us. Pulling away from the kiss, Kurt looks at me with enquiring eyes.

“I’m not expecting anyone. Especially this early.” Which instantly has my heart racing. Who the hell is it? No one comes to the house except Davina, or deliveries which never beat the sunrise.

“I’ll go, you stay here.” Kurt is out of bed getting his pants on quicker than I can stop him.

“No, let me,” I yell as I’m scrambling to find clothes. But it’s a waste of time, as he disappears out the bedroom door and I’m only yelling to the back of his head.

Shit, this can’t be good.

KURT

“Who the fuck turns up at someone’s house without warning at this time in the morning?” I mumble to myself while I hear Asha yelling at me from the bedroom to wait. Not a chance. Pulling the door open, panic hits me when I see the big surly man standing in front of me.

“Fuck,” I say, looking straight at his face that is as shocked as mine. Thinking quickly, I just put my finger to my lips to signal silence from him as I hear Asha’s footsteps running down the hallway behind me.

“Can I help you, sir?” My voice is as calm as I can make it.

“I’m here to see Miss Elders, please.” That stance is one I will never forget.

“Bit early, don’t you think?” I say, trying to keep everything plain and simple.

Asha arrives beside me, panting from running and I’m sure from surprise at the early-morning disruption.

“Scott. What are you doing here?” Her voice tells me she is anxious and flustered.

“Checking in that everything is okay.” His voice is stern.

“Um… yes, the um, contracts—yes, contracts were signed, and the, um, courier picked them up yesterday. Sorry I didn’t let you know.” She tries to put her body in front of mine, but she underestimates my overprotective nature.

“Right, sorry to bother you. I’ll check in later.” With that, he starts to turn,