Page 4 of Doubts & Fears

Her breasts were luscious, full enough that they’d spill over in my hands. Frowning, I noticed my mark had faded from her porcelain skin. Her wide hips flared in a way that had me aching to sink my fingers into them.

She had thick, muscular thighs that tapered to delicate calves and ankles. Her rounded ass was everything, and I groaned as I took in her pussy.

Jesus, it was absolute perfection. This piece of pussy, as Ivan called it earlier, absolutely had me fucked up. I’d admit it now. Hell, I’d shout that shit from the rooftops. She was completely bare; the smoothness begged to be touched, kissed, and fucked, all in that order.

Damn, why didn’t I fuck her with my fingers on game night?

Hell, even Nik was having a hard time. It didn’t help that her ass was flush against his cock. Her little moans of appreciation as I washed and massaged her shoulders and upper arms were fucking killing me.

Her beautiful nipples grew hard, and I remembered how they felt in my mouth. This was torture, plain and simple. I moved down her breasts, gliding the washcloth over her chest. Cupping her left breast first, I ran the washcloth around and over her nipple.

Fuck,my hands shook.

I hurried to wash between her legs and then knelt to get her feet. Using the detachable sprayer, I rinsed her off. She leaned her head back against Nik’s chest, and her hands gripped his thighs. Her eyes closed, and she sighed.

I took her in my arms, bringing her body close to mine. “Nik’s going to wash your hair, okay? Can you lean your head back for him?”

“Mm-hmm, I think so.”

She once more covered her pussy with her hands as she braced her body against mine. She leaned her head back, and Nik lathered shampoo into her soot-coated strands. He made short work of it, and then it was time for a final rinse.

I held her as Nik got out and dried off. Then he took her from me and rubbed her down with a towel.

“Fuck, she’s tiny,” he mumbled, drying between her legs. I nodded, unable to speak. I had the same exact thought earlier.

After she was dry, I took her into my arms once more. She was nodding off, and I couldn’t help but feel my heart squeeze in my chest as I gazed at her. Her chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm. With each quiet breath, I found myself overwhelmed by that familiar surge of protectiveness raging inside.

Nik left to get her a T-shirt, and I rolled my eyes when he brought one of his back.

“She’s partial to my shirts. What can I say?” He was talking about how the one we’d removed from her fifteen minutes earlier was the one she’d stolen from him on game night.

After combing her hair, I pulled the shirt over her and took her to the bed. The soft light fell across her face, highlighting her vulnerability. I couldn’t shake the feelings of helplessness that had gripped me as her house was in flames. I still hadn’t gotten over the fear.

Nik followed and pulled back the covers. I gently laid her down, tucked her in, and we each gave her a kiss.

She mumbled, “You and I will have a baby too. I may have one already being made. You wait and see.”

“Is this one of the secrets you’ve been keeping?” Nik wore a huge grin as I frowned.

Who the hell was she dreaming about making babies with? I pushed Nik, and we ambled out of her room. A softclickechoed through the hallway as I shut the door behind me. “Meet me in the study.”

“Want me to get Ivan?”

“No, I’ll fill him in separately. There are parts the Counselor thinks Ivan would be better off not knowing right now. Speaking of Marcel, we should loop him in. See you in fifteen.”

I adjusted my cock. It had suddenly remembered how to work as I took Kinsley’s clothes off. Too bad its only relief tonight would be via my right hand.

Chapter 2

Kinsley

Sneaking Off

My eyes fluttered open, and a sense of grogginess blanketed me like a heavy fog. My body was reluctant to shake off the embrace of sleep. My limbs were oddly heavy and my eyelids felt weighed down by a thousand pounds.

As I shifted, the dryness in my mouth and the scratchiness in my throat had me searching for something to drink. Yelping, I scrambled out of the bed, looking around frantically.

Where the hell was I?

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