Page 5 of From My Past
Our lips never left each other’s, even as Kieron pushed me back through my apartment with the lights off. My hands ran all over, touching any part of him I could.
“If you don’t stop that, we’ll never make it to the bedroom.” He groaned as my fingers raked down his back under his shirt. I loved feeling the broad expanse of his back, all muscled and firm under my fingers.
“Is that a bad thing?” I whispered breathlessly as his mouth devoured mine again. He kissed me like my kiss would be the only thing to save him; deep, passionate and wholly consuming.
I wanted more.
“Come here.” He leaned down and grabbed my thighs, hoisting me up into the air and I wrapped my legs around his waist so he could carry me.
Fuck, I loved it.
We’d both subtly stopped drinking after our conversation in the backyard, I wanted to be sober for this because something inside told me this would only, could only be a one-night thing, even if I didn’t want it to be. And I want to remember it.
His lips move from my mouth to my neck as he pressed wet, hot, open-mouth kisses against my skin; under my ear, down the column of my neck, the junction of my neck and shoulder. When he got to the base of my neck, he kissed me once and then bit down. I moaned loudly and hoarsely; I loved it.
“You like that, huh?” He whispered, giving a peck to the spot he had bitten.
“I do.”
“Good.” He said with a smile and continued walking to my bedroom. The whole time he was walking, I kissed him in any place I could reach. His cheeks, his lips, his chin, his neck, his ears, anywhere. But like I said before, he was a big man and I could only stretch so far. I ran my fingers through his short hair, marveling at how silky and soft they were while still looking so styled.
His steps quickened; his boots made his steps sound even louder in the hardwood hallway before he found the door he needed and kicked it open. I was still latched to his front, hugging and rubbing all over him. I felt like I was on fire and only Kieron would be able to stop it.
“Fuck, baby.” He whispered hoarsely, and I felt his fingers bite into me harder.
“Please.”
Kieron threw me on the bed and I bounced slightly. He turned and flipped the light switch, and once the lights were on, I was immediately grateful.
The expression on his face would be feeding my fantasies forever.
His eyes were even darker as he drank me in. I could feel his gaze on me like he was touching me as he just stared at me before him. His mouth was slightly open and I watched his tongue peek out and wet his lower lip slowly before he bit down. So hot.
“So… are you just going to stand there?” I said as I sat up on my elbows to get a better look at him.
Kieron broke out into a smile that showed just how much he liked my sass. And how much I was going to pay for it. He reached up behind his head and pulled the collar of his shirt up and over his head to reveal his broad chest.
And, oh my god.
He was delicious. I knew he would be ripped and he was. I couldn’t help but stare. My thighs clenched together in anticipation as I tried to find some friction to ease the ache between them.
“Trust me, baby, I’m going to do so much more than just ‘stand here’. But first, I want to watch you shatter on my fingers. I will see every single inch of you as I make you cum and then I’ll take you. How does that sound?” He said, his accent thickening as he leaned over me on the bed, our chests touching.
His scent wrapped around me. It was so much stronger without his shirt on and with how close he was. My eyes closed slightly as I arched into him to get more contact.
“I need you to say the words, Talia.”
“Yes. Please. I want that.” I breathed out. I wanted him to touch me,now, and he wasn’t.
“Are you sure?” He taunted, one of his hands went down to my legs and slowly grazed in between my legs from ankle all the way up to my inner thigh. I was still completely clothed and desperately wanted to be naked so I could feel him. Every single part of him.
His fingers blazed between the space of the fishnets. It was slow, this torture. One moment his calloused, hot fingers were touching my bare skin, the next I was covered by the net.
“Please.” I had no issues begging for what I wanted. Especially when I saw just how much it turned him on. “Please… Sir.” I tried.
Kieron’s eyes rolled back into his head and he let out a soft groan.
“I like that.”
