Page 8 of North (The Moral Compass 2)

It’s only when a cough comes from the other side of the kitchen that I realise my fucking mistake. My huge fucking mistake.

“What the fuck are you doing in this house, Alicia?” Kara bites.

“What does it look like, Kara? I’m wanking North whilst he makes us some coffee. Don’t mind us, though. Get what you need and then fuck off. Unless you want to stay and watch me take him right under your prissy little nose?”

Shit, she is still fucking playing with my dick. I pull her hand away just in time as Kara launches across the kitchen like a rocket at a firework display. With both hands in Alicia’s hair, she pulls her head down and knees her straight in the face.

The kitchen explodes into a fury of yells, screams, and scratches. It’s one hell of a fight. Well, not exactly a fight. Kara is whipping Alicia’s arse, but I need to stop it. I stand between them and get punched in the dick, kicked in the shins, and slapped in the face. I manage to separate them long enough to lock Kara in the downstairs bathroom.

She’s banging on the door, and I know she is going to rip my head off when I let her out.

Kara is screaming from the other side of the door. “What’s wrong with you, Alicia? You couldn’t get West, so you move on to the next available brother? You fucking whore! Well, I’ve got news for you, Alicia. He’s not fucking available. Do you hear me, you little fucking home-wrecker? He’s not there for the taking. He’s fucking mine!”

The screaming stops, and I go back to the kitchen where Alicia has managed to pull herself together somewhat.

“You need to leave now,” I state. “Call a cab from outside. It’s not safe for you to be in this house, and I don’t want you here. I don’t know why I let you do what you did, but you need to go. Let this be the end of it.” I open the front door, shove her through it, and lock it behind her.

“That’s one way to sober the fuck up. I am the most stupid man on this planet,” I mutter to myself. I press my ear to the bathroom door, and my heart physically shatters. All I can hear are faint sobs. I unlock and open the door slowly, expecting to see a crumpled Kara.

“You absolute fucking bastard!” she screams. The sound of her voice is something out of this world. She sounds like an alien, the girl from the exorcist, yeah, a woman possessed.

Red hot pain shoots across my ear, my eye, and then my cheek. Fuck! She just punched me in the fucking face.

“You stay the hell away from me, North. Do you fucking hear me? Stay the fuck away.” She pushes past me and runs the whole two flights of stairs in seconds. Her speed would be impressive if I weren’t so shocked at being nearly knocked out cold by a five-foot, six-inch powerhouse. Fuck, that hurt.

I pace up and down the hall outside Kara’s room, trying to think of anything to say that can make this right. I’ve gone through a thousand scenarios, but the only one that I think could work is really risky: I confess that whilst Alicia was stroking my dick, I was thinking of her. See my dilemma? I’m not going to win this. I might as well give up now, but I can’t give up. She told me how she really feels.

Pulling off my shirt, I pace some more. Her bedroom door flies open.

“I told you to fuck off. I told you to stay the fuck away from me, you dirty fucking Alicia-loving bastard. Which bit of that did you not understand? Do I have to smack your stupid fucking head again?” she yells.

I’m listening, and I can hear the words, but fuck. Kara is in her sexy pyjamas, and it’s damn distracting. My dick twitches, and my dick-brain is shouting to be heard. ”Tell her you’re sorry, dickhead! Tell her you feel the same way! Tell her you were thinking of—”

Shut the fuck up, dick-brain.

“Listen, Kara, I am truly sorry. I didn’t know Alicia was going to do that, and it was only a split second before you walked in. I don’t want her. I have never wanted her. She is a guy’s worst nightmare, and everything you said and every name you called her was right,” I plead.

“Hmm,” is all she says. Her arms are folded across her perfect tits, and her pretty pink lips are moving slightly as if she’s rehearsing some speech. Whatever is going to come next won’t be good, so I do the only thing I can think of to stop her from telling me to fuck off again. I kiss her!

When she doesn’t slap the shit out of me, I kiss her again and again, pushing my tongue into her mouth and sliding it around hers. She tastes as good as I remember. Minty and sweet. Fuck, it’s been too long. I pull her in tighter and feel her nipples pebble against my chest. I release her from the kiss and take a long look at the beauty before me. Her eyes are red and puffy. I feel like a fucking bastard. I did that. I did that to her.

I kiss her cheeks and then down her neck. She moves her arms around my broad back. She’s so tiny in frame compared to me, and her arms feel so slim and small, but they are perfect. As I kiss down her throat, I can feel her nails scraping the surface of my skin.

I move further into her room, pull her top over her head, and gently push her backward onto the bed. Fuck, she is so beautiful. Carefully, I straddle her, taking one breast into my mouth. I suck and roll my tongue over the diamond-hard nipple as she moans a near-silentahhh.I do the same to the other nipple, and I can feel her body starting to writhe beneath me.

I place gentle kisses all down her taut stomach and tiny licks at the top of her waistband to her pyjama shorts. I can’t take much more. I need to taste Kara, and I need to do it now. With her hands in my hair, I pull her shorts down, and she wriggles to aid the removal of the unwanted clothing.

She’s completely naked and completely bare. I have never seen a more perfect, beautiful, stunning body. I return to kissing all around her stomach and alternating between kisses and licks. I push open her legs and kiss and nip all around. I can sense her arousal. Her body is moving in time with my kisses. Fuck, she is so responsive. Using one finger, I test the water, so to speak, and slide it up and down her slit. She moans louder as I graze over her clit. I do it again, but this time I dip my finger inside to see how wet she is. Warm, soft, and wet, fuck!

I meet her eyes and suck on my finger. Fuck, I don’t think I will ever get enough of her taste. I can’t stop myself as I dive down and take her pussy in my mouth, licking, sucking, and fucking her with my tongue. Her moans spur me on as I insert two fingers and suck hard on her clit. It doesn’t take long before she explodes on my tongue. Her body stiffens and her back arches as she rides my face through her orgasm. I can’t get my jeans off fast enough as she comes down from her ecstasy. Before she can say a word, I’m back on top of her, looking directly into the pools of emotion. My dick is a rod of fucking steel, and it needs to be inside her.

“Fuck, condom,” I groan.

“Fuck it. We didn’t use one last time, and I haven’t been with anyone since. I also have an implant,” she says, flushed.

“Me neither, but are you sure?”

“Just fucking get it inside me, please. I need to feel you inside me. I need you to just fucking fuck me, North,” she demands.

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