Page 24 of A Storm of Nightmares

I take a second to really think about his question. It is a big step, and I know this is fast, but I don’t care. Keith has given me the best week of my life, and I never thought I would ever experience happiness like this after Betty vanished. He’s sweet, goofy, kind, and above all, he makes me feel safe and cared for. I’ve completely fallen for him. I nod, “I’m positive.”

A sexy smile falls onto Keith’s lips. He leans down once more, and I open my mouth slightly, ready for his kiss, but he goes straight to my neck instead. His mouth leaves hot kisses from my jaw down to my collar bone, and then he lightly nips my skin. I moan involuntarily. I love the feeling of his mouth on my body.

While Keith continues his erotic assault with his mouth, his hands reach up under my shirt and find my breasts. I squirm under his touch, absolutely reveling in the feeling of his big, warm hands cupping my chest. Goosebumps rise along my skin.

“Sit up and lift your arms above your head,” Keith commands, although his voice is gentle. I’m taken back for a moment, but I do as he says. He backs off me just far enough so I can get into a seated position. I lift my shaky arms straight up and await Keith’s next move.

I don’t have to wait long at all. Keith’s hands grab the hem of my shirt and very smoothly lift it up and over my head, leaving me in just my bra. He takes a moment to look at me, and I start to put my arms back down to cover myself. No man has ever seen me like this. I feel my cheeks redden under his gaze.

Before my arms make it down to my sides, Keith grabs both of my wrists in one hand and raises my arms back up. He leans in once more and kisses me, slowly this time. It’s full of passion.

Keeping his lips on mine, he wraps his other hand around my back, pulls me closer to his chest, and then uses his body to push mine down, so I’m flat against the table again. His right hand still has a grip on my wrists above my head, making it impossible for me to cover myself. Keith looks deeply into my eyes, but my head is too clouded with sexual thoughts for me to read his expression.

Removing my arms from his hold, he runs the pad of his index finger down the length of my arm, then from my shoulder to the center of my chest. It’s so slow and sensual that I think I might combust just from this simple touch. And then Keith does something that leaves me utterly speechless.

“I think I love you too, Kat,” he whispers. It’s barely audible, his voice is so low, and for a moment, I think I imagine it. Until he shakes his head and adds, “Actually, there’s nothing to think about. I know I love you. I love you so much that it’s completely knocked me on my ass.” His confession is soul-shattering in the very best way.

I have never felt more content than I do at this moment. I can’t even think of anything to say to express my emotions. The only thing I can do is smile and try to keep tears from forming in my eyes. He returns my smile and then kisses me.Everywhere. First my lips, and then he slowly makes his way down to my neck, my chest, the tops of my breasts, which are slightly pushed up from my bra. He leaves hot, open-mouthed kisses down my stomach, and I can feel my insides clench with desire the closer he gets to my groin.

Keith stops and hovers for a beat over the top of my pants. Our eyes meet, and I silently plead with him to continue. His fingers are quick to undo the button and zipper, and I raise my hips just enough for him to drag my pants down my legs and throw them onto the floor.

I’m full-on panting now. The anticipation of what’s to come is killing me. I’m left in my bra and panties, lying flat on the metal table, while Keith gets up and fishes out his wallet from his back pocket. He pulls out a condom, and I wince slightly at the thought of how long it may have been in there.

As if hearing my unspoken concerns, Keith chuckles and explains, “It’s new, I promise. I just wanted to be prepared for whenever we did this.”

“Oh, good.” I giggle. I feel so awkward waiting here, but I have no idea what else I should be doing.

Keith places the tip of the foil packet between his teeth to unbutton his pants and slide them off quickly. A small smirk plays on his mouth, and I melt. After his legs are free of his jeans, he grabs the waistline of his black boxer briefs and drops them to the floor, revealing his massive erection.

I gasp, and I have to force myself to pull my eyes away from it. Keith grabs the condom from his mouth and crawls back onto the table, on top of me. He slips his right hand down under my panties and slowly rubs my clit while his tongue invades my mouth. The feeling is exquisite. I moan into Keith’s mouth, and he responds by quickening the pace of his skilled fingers.Oh. My. God.

I whimper when he pulls his hand out from my underwear. Keith sneaks his right hand under my back, lifting me an inch or two off the table, and he unclasps my bra and pulls it off, throwing it on the floor. His eyes go wide at the sight of my bare breasts. He bites his lip and hums in appreciation. “You’re so sexy, Kat. You’re absolute perfection.” Keith takes another moment to admire my body, and then his index fingers hook into my panties, and he practically rips them off me.

Keith tears open the foil packet and slowly rolls the condom onto his penis. He lines his body up with mine, holding his weight on his elbows, and locks eyes with me. “This is going to hurt. Tell me if it’s too much, and I’ll stop, ok?”

I take a deep breath, trying to prepare myself for the pain. I nod, telling him I’m ready. He nods back and eases himself into me. I immediately screw my eyes shut and take in a sharp gasp.Fuck, that hurts.I always heard your first time was painful but being told about it and actually feeling it are two different things.

Keith notices my discomfort, and his body stills. I take a few breaths and wait for my body to adjust to this feeling. After a beat, I think I’m ready. “I’m ok. I want to keep going.”

“I’ll go slow,” Keith replies. He pulls back and pushes in again, this time, his entire length slides inside me. He groans quietly and starts to kiss my neck as he continues his slow movements. It’s painful at first, and then it dulls to an uncomfortable ache, but after a few minutes, the uneasiness subsides, and all I feel is pleasure. I relish in the feeling. My hands are on his back, my nails scraping down his skin, and I can only hope I’m not drawing blood. I just can’t control myself.

Keith’s thrusting speeds up once I’ve had time to get my bearings. I feel my insides tightening. Pressure is starting to build in my groin, and my legs are shaking. “I love you,” Keith breathes into my neck in between nibbling and sucking the skin. His sultry voice whispering those words is all I can take, and my body explodes around him. I cry out as sweet release washes over me. Keith’s orgasm follows mine almost immediately, and he kisses me with an aggressive, primal need as he empties himself into the condom.

Chapter 14

“Wow. That was… amazing and painful, “ I tell Keith as I rest my head on his chest, my palm flat over his beating heart. We’re lying on the table still. I’m too tired and sore to move, and it’s not like there’s anything more comfortable to lay on in this room.

Keith chuckles and kisses the top of my head. “I hope it didn’t hurt too much.”

“Mmm, I think I’ll survive.” I smile and breathe in Keith’s cologne. I feel so at peace. The thought of Rick listening to our intimate moment worried me for a second, but then I thought fuck you, Rick, and I didn’t let the thought cross my mind again.

The lights are still off in the surveillance room, and it’s becoming harder and harder to tell how much time is passing. After all the excitement that’s happened, I feel myself drifting to sleep. Not that I’ve done a whole lot today, but getting locked inside a panic room by a crazy kidnapper and having sex for the very first time all in one day has exhausted me, I guess.

Keith’s arm loosens around me, and his breathing has slowed. He’s falling asleep too. I nuzzle my face into his muscular chest and let sleep come.

When I wake up, it feels like I’ve been sleeping for a decade. My body feels sluggish and heavy. I have a terrible headache. I take a deep breath, urging my head to feel better, but I realize I don’t smell Keith’s cologne. And I don’t feel him next to me.

My eyes snap open, and I try to sit up, but I can’t. There’s a loud clanging noise, and pain shoots up my arms from my wrists. I look over at my right arm, and my heart stops. I look to my left arm, and a lump starts to form in my throat. I try to shake my hands free, but it’s no use. I’m cuffed to the bed.Wait, bed?My sleepy brain is slowly catching up with me.

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