Page 71 of Keeping Score

“If you won’t make me come then I have no choice but to take care of my own needs.” He pushes forward until he stands between my legs, he bends his head down and ghosts his lips over mine as he says,

“I’m the only one who will be taking care of your needs, baby, no one else.” He smashes his lips against mine. I open for him like always. I try to deepen the kiss but he jerks back like I just burned him.

“What the fuck?” I shout. He shoots me a pleading look, urging me to understand but I don’t. “Why won’t you fucking touch me?” I gasp as it begins to dawn on me. “Oh my God…” I push off the counter and quickly grab my clothes before racing into our room and trying to find my bag to pack my stuff and leave.

“What the hell are you doing?” he asks as I start toward the closet to grab my things. He blocks my path but I can’t meet his stare.

“Let me go,” I snap as he grips my arms holding me still.

“Not until you tell me what the fuck is going on?” I drop my chin to my chest.

“You should have told me.” I hear the watery tone of my own voice.

“Told you what?” I shove him against his chest, causing him to stumble back a step. Not giving a shit that I’m standing here butt naked, I place my hands on my hips and hold his angry gaze.

“If knowing about Gary and what happened with Garrett has… put you off me, then you should have said something!” I latch onto my anger so I don’t cry, his face drops.

“The fuck, Leah?” I flinch at the anger in his voice. He eliminates the space between us, gripping the back of my neck in a punishing grip as he pulls me toward him. I try to shake free but he uses his other arm to wind around my waist and hold me flush against him.

“Let. Me. Go,” I snarl. He pushes his face against mine, not trying to mask the fury in his gaze.

“Shut the fuck up!” I keep the surprise off my face at how angry he is. “You think that the sight of you turns me off?” He thrusts his hips forward forcing me to feel his hard cock against my stomach. “Does that feel like the sight of you disgusts me?” he grits out.

“Then…why?” I ask.

“Because I didn’t want you think I was fucking pressuring you after everything you have been through. I wouldn’t blame you if the idea of sex put you off. But you couldn’t let me be the nice guy, could you?” I open my mouth to answer but no words come out. “Close your fucking mouth or I’m putting my cock in it and I’ll show you just how much the thought of fucking you disgusts me.” I’m a wanton mess. I can feel the slickness between my thighs, my nipples hard and begging for his touch.

“Do it,” I taunt. A sinister look enters his eyes before he darts his tongue out to lick my lips.

“You tempt me, but not tonight.” My face falls. “I’ll shove my cock down your throat tomorrow. Tonight, I’m gonna fuck you and show you just how much the sight of you makes me crazy and forces me to lose control. There is nothing about you that I don’t love.” I can’t even process his words before his mouth is on mine, he doesn’t hold back this time. This kiss isn’t rushed or forced, it’s him pouring all his feelings into it and showingme without words that he loves me. I wrap my arms around his neck, needing him closer. He moves his hands down my body leaving goosebumps in his wake as he grips the backs of my legs and lifts me. I break the kiss as I stare down at him, I see nothing but love and raw need for me in his eyes. “I love you, Leah, don’t ever doubt that.”

My brows draw in at his words, my heart takes flight inside my chest. “I love you too, now show me how much you want me,” I taunt. A dark smirk crosses his face, forcing me to quirk a brow in question.

“I plan to make you scream all night long. You ready for the silent treatment from your brother tomorrow?” I cringe and screw my face up in disgust.

“Don’t ever, and I mean ever, mention my brother when I’m naked and begging you to fuck me.” He laughs as he walks us back toward the bed and lowers me down gently. He stands there between my legs, looking down at me for a minute before he trails his fingers up the top of my thighs and along my stomach. The closer he gets to my tits makes me fight the shivers that want to break free. At the last second, he skims his hands around the sides missing my nipples and drawing a pained whimper from me.

“What’s wrong, baby?” he asks, teasingly, as he skates his hands down the same path. He may have said everything right but I can tell from the way his touch is unsure that he still thinks I’m not ready for this.

“Darius?” His eyes slowly lift to mine. “I’m not made of glass, you won’t break me.” He cocks his head to the side, frowning. “I want this, I wantyouto wipe away the bad and replace it with the good. Can you do that?” He searches my face for a sign of me being unsure, he won’t find that. This isn’t just about sex, this is about me needing to feel close to him again and reconnecting us in the most intimate way.

Darius

I push my shorts down my legs, allowing my cock to spring free. Immediately her eyes zero in on it. It’s been driving me crazy watching her check out the guys all week, jealousy reared its ugly head when I would find her staring at Beck. I’ve held myself back from touching her because I was scared that I would scare her or cause her to have a flashback. She didn’t make it fucking easy! Tonight, the little show she put on nearly had me going crazy watching her prance around in that little yellow two-piece that barely covered anything.

I move forward and slowly lower myself on top of her, placing my hands on either side of her head before slowly lowering to my elbows. We’ve had sex plenty of times but the last time wasn’t good between us. I need to make up for that. She rakes her nails down my back sending a shiver trailing down my spine and has a proud smile gracing her beautiful face. I kiss her, loving the way one kiss from me has her melting. I grindmy cock into her, forcing a gasp from her. I refuse to allow her to break the kiss, swallowing her moan when I do it again. I can feel her arousal all over my cock as I slide it through her folds. She whimpers into my mouth and digs her nails into my sides. I relish in the pain.

I allow her to break the kiss. “Please.” The way she says that one word with so much necessity has me caving and abandoning my plans on drawing this out and making her beg. I grip her face between my hands and splay my fingers wide, brushing the tops of my thumbs over her lips, then I slowly ease inside her. The second the head of my cock breaches her entrance her eyes begin to glaze over. I keep pushing inside her slowly, wanting to savor this moment and the feeling of being inside her. It’s a feeling I’ll never take for granted again.

I thrust in and out of her slowly while maintaining eye contact the entire time. I’ve never wanted to look at anyone but her while having sex. I love the way her mouth parts as a small moan slips free or the way her eyes turn glassy when I hit that sweet spot inside her. I just love looking at her, knowing that I’m the one bringing her this pleasure. I’m the only one who gets to bring her to this apex of a high that has her breaking apart beneath me, yet trusting me enough to allow me to do it.

“Darius, just like that.” Her voice is raspy, her face slightly scrunched as I continue to push in and out of her, loving the way her pussy grips my cock, trying to keep me inside her. “I need more,” she cries. I release my hold on her face as I grip her under her arms and pull her up as I rest back on my haunches. She lowers slowly down on my cock moaning. She runs her fingers through my hair before kissing me. I run my hands down her back, gripping the globes of her ass in my hands. She moans into my mouth and I pull my hand back and spank her ass. She jolts in my hold. Her eyes are wide with shock, but before shecan think too much, I do it again but this time she cries out in pleasure. Fuck.

I grip her ass and hold her in place as I fuck her. I tried to give her slow and passionate but that’s just not us. Leah and I love to fuck. She loves it hard, rough and dirty, just like me. The harder I slam inside her the louder her cries grow. She locks her arms around my neck as she throws her head back, screaming. I lean forward and bite down on the soft flesh between her neck and shoulder, sucking it into my mouth making sure to leave my mark on her.

“Oh my God, don’t stop!” she screams. I know without a doubt everyone in the house can hear her and I fucking love them knowing that she’s mine and it’s my cock she’s about to come on.

“Come for me, Goldie,” I grit out. My command is her undoing.

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