It might be hard to be the good guy, but for her, I am damn sure going to try.
Chapter Five
Kiera
Sharing parts of yourself can be hard to stop once you start.
Lying in bed with the most handsome, sweetest, hottest man I have ever met, I am all about the sharing. Not just touches and kisses that keep us up half the night. Talking in hushed whispers, we laugh as we share little parts of ourselves.
“I am at peace on a board,” he whispers, his hands tracing the bruises on my ribs from his hands. He has done this a lot, seeming to hate that he left them, even if it was to literally save my life. “It is the closest I have felt to something spiritual. People talk about God or faith without ever feeling even a hint of either. I feel it all out on a board. Being in the water is where I am the most authentic version of myself.”
“Would you teach me?” I whisper, staring up at his glittering eyes, wishing to feel just a moment of what he is talking about.
“Yes,” he answers fast, a grin overtaking his handsome face. “Yeah, I will take you out on my board anytime you want, baby. How long...I mean, how long will you be here, Kiera? Most...most don’t stay here long. Sunset Springs is just a stop on their way to something or somewhere else.”
Sensing the tension in his big body, I press closer. His question is loaded. He wants to know if I plan to be here for a while. Does it matter? Will it make a difference in whatever this is happening between us? How can I be sure about anything? All I am sure of is I don’t want to be anywhere else but right here, with him.
“I have nowhere else to be or anything else to do. That is why I came here. I...in one day my entire life literally went up in smoke. True Ridge was my home, it was all I knew. Now...can Itell you something? Promise you won’t laugh?”
Smiling up at me, he nods, kissing my nose before he sits back. “Yeah. Tell me something. Tell me everything, Kiera,” he rasps gently, brushing his fingers over my brow, smoothing out my apprehensive frown.
“On my way here, I made this list...it might be stupid or silly,” I start to go on, but he stops me, pressing gentle fingers to my lips.
“Let me stop you there. If no one said it before, let me be the first: I doubt anything that comes from that beautiful head is stupid or silly, Kiera. I might have just gotten you, but I have no doubt about that. No negative talk about you when I’m in the room. I won’t have it. Better yet, no negative talk regardless of if I am in the room, baby.”
Something blooms inside of me as he says this, his hands gentle as they trace my face, keeping our gazes locked. It is soft and pretty, a bud of a flower of that new start I came here looking for. Bending my head, I press my mouth to his, thanking him the one way I know how to for his feeding that bloom.
“Tell me all about this list,” he encourages, kissing my lips, my nose, my cheeks, making me laugh as he drags me closer.
“That day...I got fired, I lost my apartment, just about everything I owned. I realized it was all...lacking,” I use the word we tossed around about his small studio apartment. I love it. It’s him from the surfboards stacked against the wall to the seashells he has lined the window overlooking the beach. “I might have lost everything at once, but it was...it was not much to lose, you know? I went to the airport, tossed a coin, and came here to find something. On the flight, I made a list of all the things I had never done before. All these things I wanted to do, to feel, to see.”
“Tell me,” he whispers again, brushing my hair back gently. “Let me help you cross it all off, Kiera.”
Nodding, I can’t tell him how much I want him to know everything on the list. All the things I was afraid to do before. The things I want to do now, to feel now, to see...I want it to be with him. I want to feel it all with him.
“Well, I did not have almost drowning in the ocean on the list, but I did that. I want to skinny dip,” I whisper with a laugh. “Go out on a boat. Have sex with a stranger,” I husk the last words as his rough hand slides up my thigh, bringing my leg up over his.
“Cross that one off now,” he growls, nipping at my mouth. “You will have sex withme, andjust me, baby. I will cross of anything on that list that pertains to you coming.”
Laughing, I push at his shoulders playfully as he rocks his hips, rubbing his hard cock against my bare sex. I whimper when his hand grips my ass roughly, holding me still as he rocks me harder, rubbing me against his long, thick shaft. I am not laughing as he pulls back, staring down at me in the dim light of early morning,
“I ain’t laughing, baby. No one but me is going to make you come. Take that shirt off, I want your tits in my face,” he rasps as I rock too, need building in my belly. I nod, pulling back to yank at the shirt he pulled over me after our shower. Once my skin rubs against his, we both moan, and he grips me harder, rocking his hips faster.
“I want inside you,” he groans against my throat as he burrows his face there. “I am afraid of hurting you, baby. Today was...it was the scariest shit I have ever felt.”
There is anguish in his voice, and I hate it is because of me. Before he came to rescue me, he was living his best life, surfing and sunning on the beautiful white sand beaches of Sunset Springs. Now he is troubled, and it is my fault. Having him help me cross off all those silly to-dos on my list feels awful selfish suddenly.
“Why did you come to save me? Why promise the doctor to look after me? I am a stranger, you owe me nothing, Killian.”
Pulling back again, he grabs my hips to stop the rocking. I am embarrassed to realize I was still trying to rub against him because my body is on fire with need. Holding my gaze, he shakes his head before he answers my questions softly.
“We owe kindness to each other, Kiera. I owe you at least that. I told you earlier, and I meant it—this is about me being possessive. From the moment I laid eyes on you, splashing in the surf, laughing and looking goddamn beautiful, my mind was made up.”
Staring at him as I hold my breath, I whisper a question. “Made up about what?”
Smiling slowly, he rolls us to pin me beneath him, still careful to be gentle. His hands push at his sweats, and I whimper as his cock springs out the way it did earlier. It smacks my pussy with a thud that makes my clit jerk between my soaked folds. Lining himself up between those folds, we both moan as he rocks his hips slowly.
“Made up my mind that you were going to be mine. Needed one look at you to know it, baby,” he groans the endearment as I rock beneath him, spreading my thighs. “I am a good guy, I promise, but with you, that beast I warned you about...he is in charge.You’re mine, Kiera. As long as you’re here in Sunset Springs, you belong to me.”
