Page 25 of Safe Word
“Kannon,” I whimpered.
“I love it when you say my name, baby, but right now, I need you to be telling me what the fuck is wrong and how to make it better.”
“You-you can’t.”
Kannon didn’t respond as he yanked my left arm behind my back, hooking his arm through it before grabbing my right arm and holding them both behind me. He pulled my arms, causing my head to fall back until I was looking up at the ceiling. I screamed to the ceiling in blissful agony while Kannon took hisfrustration with me out on my pussy. His hips slammed into me from behind more vigorously.
“Fucking tell me, Carteay.”
The way his voice shattered on my name snatched a confession out of me.
“I’m scared that I have to give you up soon. I’m falling for you, and I don’t want to leave you,” I cried.
That slowed his pace. Both arms circled my middle as he pulled me closer to him.
“Carteay, listen to me, baby. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. I can help you. You have to let me help you.”
“You don’t know these people, Kannon. They’re dangerous.”
“I can handle them.”
“Even if you could, I can’t drag you into my shit. You mean too much to me, Kannon. Promise you’ll let me figure it out.”
He angled my head and kissed the corner of my mouth. “I don’t want to lie to you.”
“Well then say it and mean it.”
“You’re worried about falling for me when I’m already on the ground.”
“Say it, Kannon,” I pled.
“Put your hands on the wall,” he instructed.
I followed his command, placing my hands on the wall before looking back at him. Slowly, he continued to stroke into me from behind. His face morphed into something beautiful and anguished as he watched me watching him fuck me. The stream of the shower hit him at an angle, causing water to trickle down his arms and chest. He looked sinful when he tightened his grip on my waist and parted his lips.
“Car . . . tea . . . ay Hoyt.” He panted, breaking my name into four parts and rocking into me harder as he came. “You are fucking mi-mine to protect.”
He pulled out of me and kissed the back of my head before getting out of the shower like his word was final. I guess it was.
We ended up in bed, feeding each other green grapes and arguing about if red or green grapes were better. The ones he had were good, but I was still team red grapes.
“What was your favorite cartoon growing up?”
“Powerpuff Girls.”
“Which one was your favorite, and why is it Buttercup?”
I narrowed my eyes. “How did you know? I feel like I probably told you this before.”
“Just a good guess. You’re tough like her. I liked the monkey.”
I laughed. “You like the villain, fool?”
He shrugged like it should have been obvious. “Of course.”
He turned on the TV because I didn’t like falling asleep without it. Kannon fell asleep first. I liked that because it meant he let his guard down enough to rest around me. I kissed his shoulder, relishing the taste of his skin on my lips as I rested my head on his chest. As I listened to his heartbeat, I promised myself that I wouldn’t say the word love out loud. I had come too close in the shower earlier.
My timing was horrendous.How could I fall in love with someone at a time like this?Still, as I pulled the sheets up around us, I pressed my lips to the side of his neck and closed my eyes, knowing that I could only lie to myself for so long. Love wasn’t something you could just erase by not speaking on it.
