Caught up in the feeling of my approaching orgasm, I don't answer. I can't answer. Then there's a sting on my ass followed by his large, calloused hand, rubbing as the sting turns to more pleasure than pain.
"Answer me, Kira! Whose pussy is this?" Austin yells with each thrust.
"Yours baby...it's…it’s yours!"
"You’re fucking right it’s mine, and I wantmypussy to come," he groans, thrusting into me harder.
My body reacts to his command, and I completely unravel while Austin continues to thrust into me, holding me up by my hips.
“Holy shit, baby, I'm there... I'm.... going to...oh fuck." He thrusts one final time, filling me with his seed. “Damn babe, that was fucking—”
"Amazing." I gaze at him, smiling as we both lie on our backs trying to catch our breaths.
"Fucking amazing," he repeats. He grabs me into his arms, placing a kiss on my forehead. After a few minutes of silence and us regaining our composure, his eyes find mine.
"Kira?"
"Hmmm?"
"I want to make this work because I love you."
My heart swells, and my eyes fill with tears as he confesses his love for me. "I’m in love with you too," I confess and place a kiss on his lips.
Akira
Standing over the stove cooking for more than a two hundred hungry men, I can say that I am having one of the best days of my life. And, to tell the truth, I have not been this happy or relaxed in years.
With my music turned up, the sounds of one of my favorite rock bands blasts through the headphones. I hum my favorite song and stir the contents of the multiple pots on the stove, and a smile graces my face remembering what happened between Austin and me earlier. This man is quickly becoming the center of my world in such a short period of time. Is this the right time for a new relationship? Could this man really love me?
"Kira, stop!” I chastise myself for having negative thoughts. “Just stop. You deserve this, you deserve to be happy. I deserve to be happy with Austin."
I want to be happy, and Austin makes me happy. So, for right now, I’ll live my life in the moment and not worry about the future.
Feeling a hand grip my shoulder, I jump, quickly turning around as memories of Avery flash through my mind. "Please...don't!" I scream.
Dani holds her hands up in defense. "Kira, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."
I place my hand over my chest, my heart beating fast. "Ah shit, Dani. You scared the piss out of me! What’s up, girlie?"
She rolls her eyes, and I stare at her in confusion. "Kira, don't play dumb."
I roll my eyes and turn my attention back to the stove. "I'm not playing dumb. I asked you what's up?"
She stands at the kitchen island and starts pointing at me. "You did it, Kira! I can't believe you!"
"Dani, stop beating around the damn bush. What the hell did I do?"
"You fucked my brother! Did I not tell you to be careful, Kira? Did I not tell you this life he leads is dangerous?"
"Dani, lower your damn voice! This is my life, my decision about who I sleep with and who I don't. You are not my mother."
"And you make such good decisions about who you fuck, don't you?"
I shake my head at my friend in disbelief. She really just went there. "Wow, Dani! What a fucking low blow. You are my best friend, my sister, and you throw Avery in my face."
"Because you don't listen!" Dani points at me. "You follow your heart too damn much and where did it get you? Where did it get me? We’re holed up at some motorcycle clubhouse. Men could be killed. My brother could be killed all because you don't listen! You know what? Never mind. Do what you want to do and when he breaks your heart—and trust me, he will—don't run to me because I won't be here for you to cry to. I’m done with your bullshit."
She storms out of the kitchen, and watching someone who I consider my sister storm out after pretty much saying she's walking out of my life, the tears begin to stream down my face. I've lost the only person who’s been with me through everything, from the death of my parents to Avery and all his bullshit, and she is gone.