Page 36 of Desirous

Kat gently caresses my cheek before giving me a kiss. “I didn’t want you miserable. I never wanted that. I guess I was just wondering because I was miserable too.”

“Yeah, but you were unhappy because I let you down. I was unhappy because you weren’t in my life anymore.”

She shakes her head and sighs. “I thought that too, but when I saw you tonight at the restaurant, I knew I’d been so miserable because you weren’t around anymore. When you came over to the table, I felt like someone had lifted a fifty-pound weight off my chest.”

“Two miserable peas in a pod. That’s another thing we have in common.”

My sad little joke makes her laugh, and I watch her like I’ve never looked at anyone else in my entire life. It’s like making her happy makes me happy. It’s always been that way with sex for me, but now it’s like just seeing Kat laugh makes my heart fill with joy.

“I don’t think you were ever miserable. It’s not in your nature, Alex. You’re a happy-go-lucky guy. Me? Misery seems to be my best friend, even if I’m not interested in being hers.”

Pulling her to me, I wrap my arms around her in a hug. “Whatever I was, it was because you weren’t in my life anymore and I knew you hated me. I never want to feel that way again.”

She kisses my ear, and shaking her head, says, “I never hated you. Not really.”

I roll over onto my back, taking her with me so she’s straddling my hips on top of me. “Well, I deserved it if you did, so it’s okay.”

Kat looks away, unwilling to face me, and sighs. “It was never hate. I wish it was. But it wasn’t. It was jealousy. Sadie made me realize that.”

Sliding my hands down her sides, I let them come to rest on her hips. “You have nothing to be jealous of. You’re every bit the chef I am, Kat.”

She waves away my compliment, but I see in her smile she loves hearing that. It’s true. She is as talented a chef as I am, maybe even more.

“It had to do with my father, which is something I don’t want to talk about while we’re both naked and I’m sitting on top of you as your hard cock presses against my ass,” she says with a chuckle. “But Sadie helped me see the light. And here I thought she was the queen of daddy issues.”

I pull her down to kiss that beautiful mouth of hers and joke, “Now we’re getting into an area that has to do with my uncle, and I’m right there with you not wanting to talk about him while all my body can think of is how much I want to be inside you again.”

“Then I think we need to stop talking and get to more enjoyable things, like make up sex.”

Kat lifts herself up and a second later I watch her lower herself down onto me, my cock filling her completely. “That’s a good first step, don’t you think?” she asks with a grin.

“It is.”

Before she can start riding me, I roll the two of us over so she’s on her back. Her expression and wide eyes tell me she’s surprised.

As I slide my hands down to her knees to lift her legs, I explain, “I felt like I should be the one doing more of the work tonight in our make up sex since I was the one in the wrong.”

She seems to think about it for a moment before smiling up at me. “I’m all for you being in charge, but you don’t have to work for my forgiveness anymore, Alex. Trust me. I’m here naked in your bed. I definitely forgive you.”

The head of my cock slides into her wet pussy, and inch by inch I fill her until our bodies meld into one. She’s tight and hot, and it takes every bit of willpower I possess not to simply fuck like I always have.

But Kat isn’t a woman like all the rest.

Her hands cling to the back of my neck, pulling me to her, and I kiss her long and deep like everything I've ever needed exists in her beautiful mouth. Slowly, I slide my cock out of her snug cunt and then even slower I ease back inside her body. I want this to last to show her how happy I am she’s back.

Kat claws her fingernails across my shoulders and moans, “Oh, God, when you go slow like that, it's like the sweetest torture.”

Looking down at her, I tilt my hips forward to fill her again. “I want to take my time and fuck you slowly so you can never leave this bed,” I groan as I slide my cock back inside her.

“I don't care how you do it. Fast, slow, just don't stop. Don't stop,” Kat begs.

She doesn't have to worry. I don’t want to stop. I want to give her all of me and take all of her for myself.

Her body squeezes my cock every time I retreat from her, as if her body doesn't want to lose that feeling our bodies arecreating. I know how she feels. When I leave her, all I can think of is returning to the warmth of her perfect cunt.

I bury myself inside her one last time, and her thighs close around my waist. Trembling against my sides, she comes as she kisses me, and I know for sure I’ve found what I wasn’t even sure I believed existed.

Until Kat.

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