Page 43 of Kept By the Loan Shark

Chapter Fourteen

The most wonderful sensation woke me. I stretched my arms overhead and smiled at the ticklish touch of Hagen’s lips on my inner thigh. Of all the ways to be woken up by the man I loved, this was right at the top of the list.

The fireplace cast a soft glow around his bedroom. The heavy drapes were still pulled tightly together, blocking out the chill of a wintry morning and the too bright sun. His hands moved over my outer thighs and along my hips before sliding to my lower belly. He nuzzled closer and closer to where I wanted him most, taking his time and dragging out the anticipation.

“Hagen,” I pleaded, my voice rough with sleep.

He decided to be merciful and dragged his tongue through my folds. I arched off the bed at the decadent contact and let my legs fall open even wider. He started slow and easy, exploring me with his tongue while his hands stroked my belly and breasts. When he drew my clit between his lips, he lightly pinched my nipple, and I gasped at the incredible burst of sharp pleasure and quicksilver pain. Knowing I would come apart, he worked his tongue against me while continuing to tug my nipples and knead my breasts.

Unable to do anything but feel, I gripped the sheets in both hands and rocked my hips, pressing my pussy against his mouth for even more stimulation. I lifted my head and watched him feast on me. He made little pleasurable sounds, and when he opened his eyes to meet my gaze, I lost it. I came hard on a sharply inhaled breath. My thighs quivered as my hips undulated in time with the stroke of his tongue. “John!”

When my orgasm faded away, I dropped down to the bed, relaxed and panting. Hagen slid two of his fingers against my lips before dipping them into my mouth. I answered his silent command and licked them until they were wet and slick. Even knowing what was coming, I still moaned and shuddered when he thrust them into me. I cried out and fought the urge to close my legs against the onslaught of sensual torture that was sure to follow.

“Fuck, Cassie, I could eat your pussy all day and night and still want it again the next day.” His growled filthy words made my stomach wobble. As if to prove he meant it, he used his thumb and finger to hold my labia apart, baring my clit to his attention. He was relentless as he traced and suckled the little pearl. His fingers thrust into me, searching and seeking until they found that spongy area along the front wall that made me scream.

“John!” I was shaking now, my whole body revving up for an orgasm that was going to leave me dizzy and breathless. There was a moment of fear as the pleasurable feelings built higher and higher. His tongue swirled, and his fingers stroked in just the right way. I came with a scream, and he went wild, using his shoulders to keep my legs open while he did wicked things with mouth, forcing me into a third climax that left me so sensitive I desperately tried to escape him while pleading for mercy. “John! Please. No, no, no.”

He eased off with gentle kisses all around my vulva and carefully pulled his fingers free. As I tried to catch my breath, he rested his head on my belly. I combed my fingers through is hair, scratching his scalp the way he loved best and tugged him up to my mouth for the kiss I craved. My taste and scent were all around us as our tongues tangled together.

The hard length of him pressed against my thigh, and I wiggled my bottom until we were finally in line. Clutching his shoulders, I urged him into me, lifting my hips and rubbing my slick heat along his shaft. He groaned and grabbed my ass, pulling me right where he wanted before sliding into me on a deliberate thrust.

There was nothing rushed or hurried about our lovemaking this morning. We took our time, moving together lazily. We stopped to kiss and caress, all while sharing secret smiles and soft words of love. Wrung out from the pleasure Hagen had given me with his mouth, I wasn’t going to be able to come with him, but neither of us minded. It was enough for me to feel him like this, to hold onto his strong shoulders and take every stroke and thrust he gave me.

More than anything, I wanted to feel him let loose. I wanted to watch him fall apart, to take his pleasure from my body and feel the same joy he had given me. He didn’t make me wait too long. His thrusts came faster and harder, and I grasped his ass, pulling him deeper into me while begging him to wreck me. He didn’t even try to hold back. He slammed into me and rocked jerkily against me, his cock throbbing inside me.

Forehead to forehead, we stayed like that, exchanging kisses and smiling. When he finally pulled away from me, we both groaned and sought each other’s warmth. I curled up next to him and kissed his chest. “I love you.”

“I love you,” he murmured and stroked my back. “There should be another word for what I feel. Something stronger, more serious.”

“There probably is in another language.” I drew my initials on his chest. “We could look it up later.”

He smiled tenderly and kissed me. “Sure, baby.”

The alarm on his bedside clock began to chime, and we both sighed at the intrusion of reality into our love nest. When he reached for it, I asked, “Are you working today?”

“No, it’s a reminder.”

“To tell me what an incredible girlfriend I am?” I teased and made him laugh.

“I don’t need a reminder for that, Cass, but just in case you’ve forgotten, you are incredible.” He captured and kissed my hand. His expression turned serious, and he rolled on his side to better hold my gaze. “You are incredible, Cassie. Everything you’ve survived this year. Everything you’ve overcome. You’re amazing. You’re the strongest person I know.”

“John,” I whispered, a little embarrassed by his praise.

“I mean it, Cassie.” He caressed my face and nuzzled his mouth against mine in a sweet kiss. “Nothing can stop you. Not a head injury. Not that asshole lunatic Kyle. Nothing.”

They hadn’t stopped me, but they had tried. Sometimes I couldn’t believe what I had gone through during the last few months. Even now, curled up in bed with Hagen, it was shocking to think that a few weeks ago, I couldn’t even read a whiteboard or recall lectures. Hell, I had even managed to beat Perfection just after Thanksgiving!

I had made so much progress, but I would still continue seeing my therapists and exercising my brain, eyes and hands. Some of the deficits, especially my peripheral vision on the left side, would never be fully recovered, but I had high hopes about everything else. Maybe my life wasn’t going to be as easy as it was before the attack, but I was ready for the challenges ahead of me.

“Are you sure you want to attend the sentencing in January?” Hagen brushed his fingers through my hair. “You don’t have to go.”

“I do.” I didn’t want to see Kyle ever again, but now, knowing the full extent of his crimes from the plea deal he had signed, I wanted to see him accept his punishment for the horrific things he had done.

After he was taken into custody on campus, the whole horrible truth had been revealed. Kyle had been the one who beat Travis to death in an attempt to frame Hagen, and he had been the one who murdered Janine after she confronted him about Travis’s attack. A police raid on Kyle’s apartment had uncovered shoes with Travis and Janine’s blood on the laces and in the grooves of the soles. A baseball bat that he had attempted to clean still had the tiniest traces of brain matter embedded in the wood grain. The DNA tests had come confirmed it belonged to Travis.

But the horror hadn’t ended there. The police discovered terabytes of hidden camera footage from bathrooms around campus as well as violent pornography and snuff films. There had been additional footage from my apartment, but Kostya had gotten his hands on it and destroyed it. Whatever Kyle had captured of my private life would never be seen by anyone else.

Kyle’s sick need to keep small trinkets from his victims had been his downfall. The bracelet he had given me was just one of many treasures he had hoarded in a macabre shrine dedicated to all the girls and women he had hurt. And there were so many.

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