Page 193 of Doubts & Fears

“Kinsley.”

“Ahh, I see. Can I give you some advice?”

“Sure, why not?” I sighed.

“Go with your heart. She’s different—unique. Don’t run from something that could be amazing in your life because of what the world sees as ‘wrong.’ She’s not normal in the conventional sense, but neither are you and your brothers. You’re all a different breed.”

I listened to his words, losing myself once more in the mix of both men’s opinions. A burning need to see her coursed through me, but the house was quiet when I walked through the door. I went to my room and stepped inside. She was lying on her stomach in the middle of the bed, looking positively small and sweet. Her legs were crossed, swinging behind her as she wrote on a piece of paper.

She had my T-shirt on. I stayed in the shadows and watched as she rolled over and started belting out the lyrics to some song. Lifting the shirt to her nose, she breathed in deeply as the song continued playing in the background.

Then she sensed me. Her eyes flew open, and she sat up and hurried off the bed. She pulled on the bottom of the T-shirt, looking nervous. She’d stopped singing, and I longed to hear more.

“Sing for me, malyshka,” I commanded.

With an obedient nod of her head, she opened her pretty mouth. Her voice, rich with emotion, pierced the air. Her gaze locked on mine with an intensity that made me ache. Drawn in by the magnetic pull, I walked closer, settling myself into one of the chairs by the fireplace.

Each lyric unfurled like her declarations from this morning, wrapping around my thoughts and tugging at my heartstrings. In that single moment, I found myself at a crossroads. Emotions raged inside me, apprehension, passion, caution, and a healthy dose of self-preservation.

What the hell was this girl doing to me?

I put my hand out and pulled her closer and onto my lap. The fire crackled, and shadows danced around us as the haunting lyrics pulled me deeper into her world. Each word that fell from her lips was like a chain wrapping itself around my heart.

I became her hostage. The air around us was charged as she peered into my eyes, touching a part of me that no one ever had.

“God, I could listen to you sing forever. So beautiful, it’s a gift. You need to use it more, if for no one else but me. You have crawled inside my veins totally and completely. What were you writing over there?”

“The list you asked about,” she said, sounding very nervous. “Do we have to go over it tonight?”

“No, right now, we don’t.” I pulled the T-shirt from her body. She shyly went to cover her breasts. “Kinsley,” I warned, and she moved her palms flat against her thighs.

She didn’t have any panties on, and a flush spread from her face down to her chest. I scooped her up, carried her to the bed, and set her down. Paper and colored pencils were strewn around. I moved them and then laid her down in the center.

The words of the song she’d sung hung in the air, and I knew I had to have her. As she gazed up lovingly, I took off my clothes and then climbed in alongside her. I sighed in contentment as she pressed her sweet body next to mine.

She trembled at first and then relaxed in my embrace. The world melted away, and the ebb and flow of her gentle breath against my chest washed over me. For a moment, I felt weightless, as if the burdens of the world couldn’t get at either of us.

It hit me full force.Kinsley was home for me.It was in the way her body fit into mine. Reaching down, I intertwined my hand with hers, our heartbeats synchronized, and peace engulfed me.

“I fucking love the way your body molds to mine. You were made for me. For us.”

Fire burned through my veins as I shifted my position, putting my knee between hers and pushing her thighs apart. I increased the pressure until I met the dampness of her sweet center. She gasped as my thigh pressed against her bare flesh, and then I climbed on top of her.

“Your voice is like an angel, sweet, sultry, and beautiful to my ears. I mean it when I say you should sing more. In fact, I’m going to make it one of my nonnegotiables. It does something to me, something altogether mystical.”

Laser-focused on her responses, I continued kissing her neck as I whispered in her ear, feeling the not-so-subtle shudder move through her at the sound of my voice. As a lust-filled tension stretched between us, I moved to her collarbone, and she arched into the kisses. Goose bumps erupted down her arms, and I knew she would be every bit as amazing as Alek had said.

Lust was a train colliding with my heart, heightening my senses as I made my way down to her full, perfect breasts, taking my time to lick slow circles around one nipple and then blow on it as it hardened.

“Do you see how your body responds? Fucking beautiful. I want to take my time with you. I’ve been wanting this for so, so long,” I said low in her ear.

Skin as soft as silk kissed my fingertips as I stroked the tight muscles of her stomach, the slight curve of her navel that led down between her legs.

“Nik, I want you deep inside me,” she said impatiently, her skin flushing deeper. She was already so aroused.

“Do you, now?”

As I sucked her hard nipple deep into my mouth, I remembered the first time I made her come. She breathed my name and tilted her hips up in an offering. Precum dribbled from the tip of my cock. The damned thing was so hard it stuck straight out.

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