“I have. I was just too hard on myself to say it.”
“Best.”Thrust
“Fucking”Thrust
“Present”Thrust
“Ever,” and with that he’s driving both of us to the edge and back. My heart opens for him. It opens the possibility that for once someone good in my life is here to stay. Someone who would be there for my nephew and could make him smile or even keep up with his wandering mind.
“You gonna come for me? You gonna milk me dry? Fill you up?” His words cloud my mind, chasing every nerve, every sensation to break.
“When I said I wanted nothing between us, that was the point. Now Keola, stop stalling!” I growl, tempted to roll us over and do the work my damn self.”
With a pinch of my clit, sends me into a tailspin, “That sounds like a tempting threat. But don’t worry,” he says, thrusting faster, hitting every nerve. There’s nothing but me and him, working ourselves into a puddle of lust and desire.
Every thrust, every sound is ours. Everything belongs to us. Within moments, another orgasm hits, bringing screams into the room, and a few seconds later, Keola spills into me, his cock twitching, the little movements sparks sensitivity in me. He fully rolls us over, still inside me but now I’m hugging his body. I’m slumped, all muscles refuse to move.
He wraps his arms back around me, kissing my forehead. The sweat dripping down our bodies, the heat radiating between us. Our chests are heaving to find the breaths.
If I’m not a glorious angel, his own glow makes him a beautiful heavenly sight.
I turn my head where my chin hits his chest. He pushes my hair out of my eyes. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”
My mouth twists in thought, “These are the feelings that I should have been having, these emotions of happiness is what Finn should have felt today,” he shushed me.
“It’s over now, and he’s gone.”
“Ha, you don’t know him like I do, he’ll come back with a vengeance,” my mind turns from light happy thoughts to the memories of childhood.
He kisses my forehead, “And if he tries, then he’ll have a whole pack to get through.”
I offer him a smile.
But the past is not now, now I have someone that is wanting to protect me, soothe me from all the past hurt. He’s going to wear me down and make me see that he’s going to love me through it all. More importantly, he’s there for Finn, caring for him the way that he deserves.
I can only hope that Josh is smiling down, watching over us.
“Thank you for everything, Keola.” I pepper his chest with light kisses, until he grasps both sides of my cheeks and lifts me closer to his face.
“You don’t need to thank me. No one is ever going to hurt you,” he kisses me, melting away all the fear for another brief moment, “ever again. You’re mine, no matter what.”
“I guess that’s why you’re mine.” I say with a crooked smile.
“Say that again,” he growls. The vibrations woke something up again.
I bite my bottom lip, “You’re mine.”
“Damn, right,” he says, lowering his hands to grip my ass to grind against him.
I sigh, but no sadness escapes, it’s pure happiness.
“Was he always like that?” he asks.
My eyes shift, my head turning from his direction. “I want to believe that my mother saw a different side of him, and then after she passed away, he pulled away the mask,” I admit.
“You held out hope for him, didn’t you?” The true question reveals itself.
I nod my head. I used to hold out hope that it was a slip up, a brief moment of hitting the bottom, but unfortunately, it wasn’t. So when Finn started to hold out for hope, I saw the once light that I had, but I wanted to protect it.
