Page 57 of From My Past
I guess we both had things we needed to work through, and I knew that we could do it together. That being said, I still was terrified I wasn’t enough.
“I’m worried that I might be…too broken for you. What if I let you down or I can’t be that girl that you remember so fondly? She’s in here somewhere but I’ve had to hide her for so long. I don’t even know to bring her back.” I decided to tell him the truth, to be vulnerable and open in hopes that we could figure this all out and be on the same page.
“It doesn’t matter if she is or isn’t. I want to be withyou, Talia. You’re not broken. Cracked maybe, but we all are. I know I am.” His fingertips bit into the flesh at the bottom of my hips possessively, rocking me forward so our heat was shared. I moaned at how he was already ready to go again and I felt myself clench around nothing to try and stay the feeling of emptiness when all I wanted was his cock deep inside me.
Kieron gripped my chin in between his forefinger and thumb, forcing me to keep my head still so he could look at me. “If you’re cracked, that means you can be fixed and baby, I want to be the one to put you back together again.” He whispered against my lips. “But I need you to promise to do the same for me. I’m cracked, broken wide open in some places and I didn’t know how to be whole. Not until I found you again.” His forehead leaned against mine. His words took my breath away.
“I promise.” I whispered, our lips barely brushing against each other, but just enough to taste him.
“Good. Good girl.” He whispered with a smile, a teasing smirk on his lips before pulling me even closer. Our chests crushed together as his hand wound in my light blonde hair, tugging slightly to hold my head against his.
I was positively dripping as soon asgood girlhad left his lips and he knew it too. He started to grind up against me; his thick, hard cock pressing just right against my lips. There was even more friction because of the sheet separating us, and I really liked it.
I wrapped my arms around Kieron’s shoulders, holding myself up to grind against him as well because, damn it, if he was going to make me come from just dry-humping me, I sure as hell was going to make him explode with me.
I started to roll my hips against his and he groaned loudly. Kieron pulled his lips from mine and he looked wild. Feral. Like he was a predator about to attack and it made me shiver.
“Be careful what you start, baby girl.” He growled in my ear, biting down on the lobe enough to sting, but not enough to truly hurt.
I ignored him completely, choosing to continue grinding against him. Groaning each time my clit rolled against his hardness. Kieron growled, his chest rumbled against mine as he reached down and ripped the sheet from between us, our bare skin touching once again. My eyes rolled back in my head as he very swiftly angled himself up and entered me quickly.
“That’s it, baby. We have a lot of time to make up. Ride me like you so badly want to.” He whispered roughly in my ear while his hands started to wander. One hand drifted to my tit to squeeze and pinch, the other to my ass to help me keep the movements going, his lips attached to my neck to nip and suck.
“Likeyouwant me to.” I said with attitude, rolling back and forth.
“Who wouldn’t want a goddess to use them to fuck herself with?” Kieron said briefly before attaching his mouth to the other side of my neck.
“Yeah, whatever.” I said with a chuckle and rolled my eyes.
That was a wrong move apparently.
Kieron stilled under me, his hands stopped moving, and he sat back to look at me. It was as if I had flipped a switch and he looked almost angry.
The difference between his anger and Luca’s was that I knew in my soul that Kieron wouldn’t hurt me. He might get mad, he might get frustrated, but I knew he’d never raise a hand at me or manipulate me emotionally. His anger and frustration still caused my anxiety, and body, to react.
I sat up, halting my own movements and waiting to see what the issue was. What I had done wrong. I felt my shoulders rise with tension and my head lowered slightly so I couldn’t meet his eye.
“What?” I asked, my voice sounding smaller than I meant it to.
“I don’t like that you put yourself down like that.” He said, the frustration leaking through his words, into his tone. “I don’t like that you don’t see how amazing you are. If I call you a goddess, I expect you to say, “Damn right I am” or at the very least, “Thank you”. If I give you a compliment, same idea. Do you understand?” He said strongly.
“But, Kieron…” I started to say but he cut me off. He shifted forward slightly and his dick throbbed inside me. My walls were begging me to get to moving again.
“No, Talia. You’re beautiful and amazing and all the good things that I or anyone else says about you. Don’t let that motherfucker hurt you anymore.”
“I…”
“Are you going to argue with me on my own feelings for you, baby? I think it’s pretty fucking clear how I feel.” He said thrusting up, pushing himself all the way inside hitting new spots that made me cry out in pleasure.
“Let me prove it to you.” Kieron growled in my ear, bringing his hand up to cup the nape of my neck and hold me close.
His movements never stopped, never stalled. He moved like a man on a mission determined to ruin me for any other dick for the rest of my life. Just like he’d promised.
“You’re mine now, do you understand that?Mine.And I take very good care of what’s mine.” He emphasized his words with a hard bite to my neck.
“Kieron!”
“It’s true.” I could feel his smug smile against my neck. Without warning, Kieron flipped us over and entered me again in one hard thrust that had my eyes rolling to the back of my head. “Fuck, I love it when you do that. I love seeing your eyes roll back, that means you’re completely wrapped in the moment, only thinking about me and what I’m making you feel.” Kieron grabbed my knee and wrapped my leg around his hips.
