Page 39 of Tempest

“Morning,” she murmured, a smile playing at her lips.

“Sleep well?” I asked.

She nodded, nestling closer. “Better than I have in years.”

I’d spent so long keeping my distance, convinced I wasn’t the right man for her. Now, holding her in my arms, I wondered how I’d resisted for so long. “Kasen,” I breathed, cupping her face. “I --”

She silenced me with a kiss, slow and deep. Fire ignited in my veins. I rolled her beneath me, drinking in the sight of her. My hands roamed her body, relearning every curve and plane. I kissed her back, tasting the sweetness of her lips. My body reacted to hers, instinctively knowing how to satisfy her.

“Please,” she whispered against my mouth.

I slid into her hot, tight pussy. Her body welcomed me, and I moaned as she arched into me. With each thrust, I became more lost, completely consumed by desire.

“Fuck,” I growled, unable to contain myself any longer.

She gasped softly, her fingers digging into my shoulders as we moved together in a frenzy of passion. “Rick,” she whispered my name like a prayer.

Our hearts raced, and every thrust brought us closer to release.

“Fuck,” I gasped, no longer able to hold back. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room like a primal symphony. Every time our hips met, I felt her all the way down to my soul.

We both moaned softly, lost in the heat of the moment. The tension coiled deep within me began to unravel as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. My entire body tensed up before exploding into ecstasy under her unskilled touch.

“Shit… Yeah…” I groaned out as I filled her with load after load of cum.

Our sweaty bodies pressed tightly against each other in the aftermath of our passion. “Damn,” I murmured tenderly against her neck, kissing softly before pulling back. “You feel so good.”

“I… I love you, Rick,” she said softly.

My heart hammered in my chest at her words, and my throat grew tight. I knew I cared about her, didn’t want to live without her, but I wasn’t sure I knew what love was.

“You’re my world,” I said, hoping it would be enough to convey how much she meant to me.

My gaze dropped to the evidence of our lovemaking on her thighs. A primal part of me growled in satisfaction, but concern nagged at me.

“Kasen,” I said hesitantly. “I should have said something before, but I’m clean. Haven’t been with anyone in a long time.”

She gazed up at me, eyes soft. “I trust you. Completely.”

Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. Trust. Such a simple thing, but so precious. I tugged her close, burying my face in her hair.

“I don’t deserve you,” I muttered.

She pulled back, fixing me with a fierce look. “Don’t say that. You’re a good man. Maybe your temper leaves a bit to be desired sometimes, but I’ve always seen the good in you.”

I wanted to argue, to list all the reasons she was wrong. But the conviction in her eyes stopped me. Maybe I could be the man she believed me to be.

I helped her out of the bed and we quickly showered together. I yanked on my boxers and jeans, and Kasen picked up one of my shirts, pulling it over her head. It fell to her knees, and I thought she looked fucking adorable. We headed to the kitchen, both of us starving for something other than each other. I’d never cooked with anyone before, but I had to admit, I kind of liked it.

The sizzle of bacon filled the air as I maneuvered around Kasen in the tiny kitchen. She was at the stove, expertly flipping pancakes while I grabbed plates from the cabinet.

“Watch it, hot stuff,” she teased as I brushed past her, my hand grazing her hip.

I smirked. “Can’t help it if you’re in my way, darlin’.”

She swatted at me with the spatula, but I caught her wrist, pulling her close. Our lips met in a quick, heated kiss before she pushed me away, laughing.

“Food’s going to burn if you don’t behave,” she warned, but her eyes sparkled.

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