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This time as I push my lips down to his base, I use my spare hand to cup his balls. This isn’t something that I’ve ever one before, but in the heat of the moment it just feels right. There’s something about Kian and the way that he looks at me as if I’m the most desirable woman on the planet that makes me feel brave. It unleashes a primal animal within me which I absolutely love. I enjoy being wicked and naughty, it’s exciting to learn new things about myself, it just makes me want to open up more and more.
I massage his balls as Kian starts to lose control. He can’t help but guide my head up and down him fast and furious which creates an exciting friction against my lips. I love the burning sensation, it’s just further proof that according to Kian, I’m sexy as fuck.
“Oh fuck, stop,” he eventually spits out, pulling my head away. “Stop it, I can’t take it anymore. You’re driving me insane. I can’t… you’re going to make me lose it too soon.”
He tugs my mouth away and places his hands flat against the wall behind him as he tries to catch his breath. I’m disappointed because I was enjoying myself, but also happy. I cannot wait to feel him inside of me and if he’d finished too soon then I would have been left one very frustrated woman. Dissatisfied and needy as hell.
While I wait for Kian to get control of himself, I decide to perform a strip tease with the rest of my clothes. There might not be any music playing but I sway and swing my hips as if there is, tugging down my trousers, pulling off my bra, and eventually removing my soaking wet panties. Once they’re off I chuck them at him so Kian can feel just how het up I am for him. I feel sexy as hell as his expression lights up.
“Fucking hell,” he growls as the material brushes past him. “Are you trying to send me wild?”
With dark, hooded eyes, he slams his body into me and kisses me fiercely. Our teeth crash together violently but neither of us care. We’re both far too het up to be worried about anything like that. This is all pure, unbridled passion and neither of us can get enough.
“Turn around,” Kian hisses at me. “And place your hands flat on the bed.”
Feeling very cheeky, I listen to his words. I bend over my bed with my butt high in the air, presenting myself to him. Maybe I should feel silly or vulnerable, but with Kian I don’t. He’s safe, he loves me, and I do him.
“Part your legs,” he insists. “I want to see all of you.”
“Yes, sir,” I rasp teasingly as I do as he asks. My wet slit must be revealed to him because he grunts as if he’s in physical pain. “Is there anything else you want me to do for you, Sir?”
“Touch yourself,” he rasps. “Just for a minute. I want to watch you.”
This is a new game, a kinky game that I like. I guess me and Kian haven’t had nearly enough time together yet to fully get to know one another and what we like. Things have been so crazy around us, it’s been hard to get some alone time. I can’t wait to find out more, I’m looking forward to learning everything about Kian.
My fingers stroke down my thighs and back up again. Then I take them to my highly sensitive nub and I gasp out in pleasure as I finally get some relief. Of course I would much rather it be Kian touching me, but having him watch me is fun too.
“Oh fuck,” I groan, falling into the bed sheets as the pleasure gets me. “Oh, Kian.”
When I say his name I think the passion must get to him because I can feel him against my butt in a heart beat. His rock hard erection rubs against me, which makes me cry out for him. My body screams, my hips roll, I desperately need to feel him inside of me.
“Stop teasing me, Kian,” I gasp desperately. “It’s been too long. I can’t take it anymore. You’re driving me crazy.”
I peer over my shoulder, flicking my hair as I do and I watch him grab himself tightly. He fists himself a couple of times causing a ball to lodge itself into my throat, then he angles himself and pushes in, filling me completely. My fingers are still brushing against my clit so with each trust the intensity in the pressure grows. The pleasure starts off like a hot pool deep in my toes and it rises through me as Kian’s thrusts get harder and more desperate. My knees bang against the bedframe, my free hand has to grab onto the sheets just to keep me upright, but as my head spins violently I just don’t care. It feels too fucking good, this is the best that I’ve felt in a very long time.
“Holy shit!” I scream as the hot pool spreads through my stomach. “Oh my God, Kian.”
“You just keep touching yourself,” he says in a shaky tone. “Don’t stop, don’t you stop.”
I do as he commands as I feel him shudder behind me. My lips wrapped around him earlier has brought him to the brink probably much quicker than he wanted but I don’t mind that at all. I’m very close myself, teetering on the edge actually, and we have all night to do this again.
No, not all night. All life. We have the rest of our lives for this.
Finally, the pleasure hits me like a tsunami of waves. It washes over me, it rolls through my body, and the whole time the entire world has shrunk down to just me and Kian. No one else matters, nothing else exists. It’s only me and him and that’s just the way I love it. My heart thunders, my knees buckle, my body shudders and shakes, but Kian holds on t
o me, keeping me safe and protected the entire time.
“I love you,” I mutter afterwards as I can feel the pleasure bursting from him. “I love you, Kian. So damn much.”
It isn’t until we’re lying in one another’s arms afterwards, panting and clinging to one another as if no one else exists in the world that I realize in the heat of the moment that we acted a little irrationally. I didn’t think about it at the time and I’m sure Kian didn’t either. We didn’t use protection.
I’m sure it’s fine, I think reassuringly to myself as I roll onto one side to gave up at Kian. I’m sure that being reckless once won’t matter. I won’t get pregnant after just one time… surely?
Epilogue - Tia
Six Months Later…
I rub my swollen belly, shaking my head once more at my utter naivety. I didn’t think I’d get pregnant so quick which is why I ignored all the early signs. I put the morning sickness down to the stress of flying back to New Zealand and the stress of moving into Kian’s home. I assumed that the endless tiredness was just me trying desperately to get back into the swing of things, I though I was just gaining a little weight because I was finally happy.
