“I came because I wanted to see you being happy and doing well. I wanted to see you living a good life after everything I did to you. I’m truly very sorry.” I sighed and swallowed hard.“Then I couldn’t help myself. I had to hear your voice. I had to have you in my arms. I had to taste your lips… I-I didn’t plan it. I would have brought you flowers, but… You’re fucking addicting.” I kissed down the middle until I arrived at her belly, then made my way back to her nipple and sucked on it until she was a puddle in the palm of my hand. With how fast and often she was moaning and whimpering, it sounded as if she was going to die from the pleasure. I kissed her neck, her cheeks, and finally lost myself in kissing her lips. I couldn’t seem to get enough of her.
I studied her, then sighed and looked away from her beautiful face for a while.
“I didn’t want to be a monster, but my only goal is to stop. It’s like I’m stuck in hell, and while I’m there, I have to act like them, you know? But I’m trying, Magdalena, I promise I’m trying to get out and be a better person.”
“M-m-monster,” she breathed, and winced as if she were having a nightmare.
“Little One, I-I’ve never felt this way. I’ve never dreamed of marrying or having children with anyone, but somehow… you keep doing this to me, pulling me into this impossible dream.”
For a long time, I lay there taking in her skin, her hair, her eyelashes, her chest rising and falling slowly. I was trying to memorize every detail. I looked at the curve of her waist and hips and saw the old scars.
I slid my thumb across her soft lips, from left to right repeatedly, staring at them. “Has anyone told you lately how you make the moon wish it could shine brighter?”
“Killian... I missed you. Where have you been?”
“Oh, Little One...” I sighed. Her calling his name only hammered a nail into my heart. It didn’t matter how much I wanted her. She hated me and was obviously in love with someone else. “Maybe we’ll meet again in another life.”
I kissed her forehead, and she let out a muffled gasp that melted into a moan.
“Shhh. Remember, I’m not going to hurt you.” I moved my hand from her lips to her temple, where I circled my thumb until I stuck my tongue in her mouth to massage hers, then I raked my fingers into her hair and listened to the music that was her rushed breath and muffled, almost silent moans. They got louder as the kiss deepened. Sometimes, I would kiss her cheek, her neck, and her temples just to avoid drowning in her. Then I kissed down her midsection to suck on her tit. When I lapped at her nipple, blew cold air on it and sucked at it, her moans got more frequent and louder. “You like that?” I whispered with a smile on my face.
“Don’t hurt me,” she beseeched.
“I won’t.” I didn’t mind reassuring her after what I’d done to her. I owed her so much more, so I kissed her from her neck over the middle of her body to her lower belly and pulled down her shorts and panties. With her naked, I wrapped her legs over my shoulder and licked from her pussy up to her clit where I flicked from side to side. I couldn’t believe I was finally tasting her, alone. Just for that night, she’d been mine, all mine. Gently, I slipped two fingers in and out of her as I stroked at her clit. With every penetration and lapping she got wetter and louder. I watched her, lose control of her breathing, her whimpers and moans become loud groans. My poor cock ached so badly, it was painful but I’d made a promise to her that I would not hurt her. For once, I would control myself, not take advantage. This was about me having a taste of her and pleasuring her. That’s it.
I felt her getting wetter, tighter and tighter until her pussy started choking my fingers, trembling on them. And then she melted with my fingers deep inside her.
“That was so beautiful, Little One.” I said with my lips and chin drenched on her juices and my fingers still feeling the quaking of her insides as she came.
Afterward, I cleaned the knife and placed it back under her pillow and locked the door behind me to rush back to the airport. Months later, post graduation, I sent her blue roses with an anonymous note:
Things to do after graduation:
Dye my hair blonde
Move somewhere new
God, I’ve missed her.Since I’d learned she was alive and left her, I’d let a piece of me go. But now she was being brought to me. Eventually, I gave up trying to focus on work and sat there, planning how I could save her.
Me:Any chance you can initiate Defcon two?
Defcon two was me taking her out of the box, leaving it empty, and erasing all trace of her from the records like I’d done with Macy.
Ben:No.
Me:Why?
The desperation wasn’t allowing me to think straight.
Ben:I told Macy I wouldn’t drink Whiskey anymore. It makes me too grouchy.
