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“I mean it, Kat,” he murmurs and I wonder if he knows what I’m thinking. “If they took you away, I … I don’t know what I would do.” His voice is tight with emotion.
Cill holds me tighter and kisses my cheek, then my lips. It’s far softer than he’s been with me since he’s come home.
As he pulls me in closer, my front to his, I can feel how hard he is. It ignites every nerve ending instantly.
“Being apart from you has been hell,” he murmurs against my lips before kissing me again. My hands slip up his shirt to his bare shoulders, eager to touch him.
He lets his hands roam over my body, and when I don’t pull away, he starts pulling at my clothes. One by one he strips them off until I’m naked. The chill of the air dancing along my skin as if it’s part of the foreplay.
“Stay facing the counter,” he says, his hands reaching down to unbuckle his belt.
I obey, the warmth between my thighs clenching with a new heat and desire.
In the reflection of the kitchen window, which thankfully faces an empty field that leads to woods so it’s all shades of dark moss and sage, I watch as he pulls his shirt over his head, his muscles rippling. Then he steps closer to me again and arranges my hands on the sides of the counter.
The leather of his belt sings as it’s pulled through the loops of his jeans. A shiver rolls down my shoulders and it’s immediately halted by Cill’s strong grip. His thumb travels in a soothing stroke up to the base of my neck and back down with each word.
“If I ever scare you, I want you to tell me.”
His somber tone is unexpected, given the predicament.
“I’m not scared of you, I’m scared of …” I start to say as his expression reaches mine in the reflection, “… losing you, but also everything that comes with being with you again.”
“But you are with me.”
“Yes,” I answer eagerly. It’s only then that I realize how deeply I mean it. Even if he doesn’t know what all happened. Maybe I’ll never have to tell him. It doesn’t matter, does it? If I love him like this. If I’m willing to do whatever he wants?
“Good because I can’t lose you again,” he says and then his head falls to the crook of my neck. His grip on my shoulder loosens as he plants a kiss in the crook of my neck. My eyes close and my nipples pebble as he drags the edge of the leather down the curve of my side.
“Then don’t leave me,” I beg him.
“I won’t leave you, so long as you don’t leave me.”
“I won’t. I promise,” I tell him in a desperate rush.
Brushing my hair to the side, he kisses my neck and whispers, “That’s my good girl” before pulling back, leaving only his left hand gripping my shoulder.
“You need to obey, though, my little hellcat,” he says as his tone darkens and I nod, knowing what’s coming.
“Count to three for me,” he says and before I can agree, the first lash lands across my ass.
I hiss in a breath, seething as he massages the mark with the palm of his hand, kneading my heated flesh.
“Count,” he reminds me, his lips at my ear and then he kisses my cheek as I breathe out the word, “One.”
“Good girl.”
Two and three come back-to-back, leaving my lips parted as the stinging pain makes my toes curl. Before I can even exhale, his fingers find my clit and he rubs ruthless circles.
“Two and three,” I murmur as I bend over the sink, holding on to it to keep me upright.
“Good girl,” he says, complimenting me again in that deep, soothing tone of his.
I love it. I love this.
Cill eases my feet apart with one of his and strokes between my legs. Ruthlessly and demanding my desire. As I moan, his left hand grips the globe of my ass, bringing a heated sensation of pain that heightens the pleasure.
With my teeth sinking into my bottom lip, I give in to the need to mewl as the waves threaten to crash around me, drowning me in the sinful need.
The sensation pulls tight in the pit of my stomach and then rages outward, paralyzing me and all the while, Cill plays with my body, kissing along my exposed neck and plucking my nipples at a whim.
Once my orgasm has peaked, he pulls my hips toward him so that he can angle himself to my opening and push inside. I let out another soft moan, reaching for something to grip as he fucks me deeply and without mercy.
“Damn, you feel like fucking heaven,” he says low into my ear. “You feel just like I remember. My first and only.”
