Page 8 of His Forbidden Kiss

CHAPTER5

Kim’s entire body was vibrating. And that was before he pushed his way past her now sensitive labia and stretched her more than she could ever remember being stretched before.

The heat from his body burned her as he pressed her into the mattress, his hips slapping against her thighs. This wasn’t making love. This was fucking. With every thrust she could feel him claiming what he wanted. He’d promised she’d feel it in the morning and Kim had no doubt that was true. But the last thing she wanted him to do was stop. She’d never been this aroused before. Never felt as if the only thing holding her to the earth was him.

She tilted her head back and closed her eyes. Every time he surged forward he brushed against her already sensitive clit. After four orgasms, Kim would have thought she would have had enough. Her body, however, disagreed. It wanted more—more of whatever Justin had to give.

“Open your eyes.”

His breathless instruction had her opening her eyes and gazing up at him. Sweat glistened on his naked chest. She wished her hands were free so she could run her fingers over the muscles she saw flexing as he pounded into her pussy.

As if he could read her mind, Justin reached up over her head and released her bindings. With her arms free, she stretched, needing to feel him almost as much as she needed her next breath.

Justin fell forward, bracing himself on either side of her body with stiff arms. Even with the movement he never stopped his assault. Every time his pelvic bone made contact with her clit she felt herself climbing farther and farther up that magical peak that would give her another mind-blowing orgasm. She couldn’t believe how close she was…again. How was it possible to want someone so much?

His hands were everywhere. So were hers. Now that Kim could touch him, she wanted to touch him everywhere all at once.

Justin shifted his weight, released one of her legs, and then wrapped it around his waist. He repeated the process with the other leg until both were bracketing his hips and hugging him tightly.

“You feel amazing.” The words were said in between thrusts which only added fuel to the fire. He was completely focused on her. It was as if nothing outside the two of them mattered.

Her orgasm was building. She knew it wasn’t going to take much more before she was falling over the edge into oblivion.

Then, out of the blue, he circled his arms around her, picked her up, and brought her back down on the bed with her head on the pillows. He never lost their connection while repositioning them.

Bringing his mouth down to meet hers, he kissed her with unrestrained passion. His tongue mimicked what his body was doing. Her heart felt as if it would beat out of her chest and as she ran her hands over his torso she could feel his own heart pounding out a quick and hard rhythm against her fingers.

The need to come became too much to take. He had her so primed and ready yet she couldn’t get over that final hurdle. Kim knew what she needed, so she snaked her hand between them.

She was inches from her goal when Justin’s fingers wrapped around her wrist. He broke the kiss and stared into her eyes. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Umm…”

He quirked an eyebrow at her, letting her know he expected an answer. To accentuate his point, he pushed into her hard.

“I need to come.”

He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed her fingers before placing her hand back over his heart. “You don’t get to come until I say, sweetheart.”

“But—”

He cut off her protest by kissing her again. This was another one of those no-holds-barred kisses that had her toes tingling.

“No buts. I promised you one more orgasm tonight, but it will be on my terms, not yours. Are we clear?”

Why did that make her even hotter?

“Yes, Sir.”

He thrust his hips again, rotating them in a way that had her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

When she gazed up at him again, he had fire in his eyes.

“Kiss me,” he demanded.

Unable to deny him and not wanting to, Kim brought his head down and captured his lips with her own. She kissed him for all she was worth.

After that, thinking became difficult. He picked up his pace and quicker than she thought possible she was burning. She needed to come. Never in her life had she needed a release the way she needed it now. Kim felt as if she would combust right there in his arms if she didn’t get some relief soon.

“Please,” she mumbled as best she could around his kisses. “Please, Sir, I need…I need to come.”

“Not. Quite. Yet.”

Justin punctuated each word by plunging his cock deep inside her. He moved his mouth down to her neck and began attacking the skin there. Everything he was doing only added to the sensations pulsing through her body and culminating right between her legs.

Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he took her legs and spread them wide, stretching her open as far as she could go. It drove him deeper and made her feel as if she would split in two.

Kim had no idea how long he kept pounding away at her pussy. She’d passed the point of anything but feeling.

Then he released one of her legs and brushed a single finger over her clit. She went off like a rocket. A scream tore from her throat and filled the room. Her orgasm seemed to go on and on, leaving her feeling as if she were floating.

Somewhere in the middle of Kim’s orgasm Justin found his own release. He’d drawn it out for as long as he could, torturing them both in the process, but he hadn’t wanted it to end. It was stupid and probably not the wisest decision he’d ever made, but the whole situation—them sleeping together—wasn’t exactly smart either. Even so, Justin couldn’t bring himself to regret it.

Climbing off the bed, he quickly cleaned himself up before grabbing a blanket and rejoining her. She was shaking, which, given the circumstances, was to be expected. He’d worked her hard.

Justin covered her with the blanket and pulled her into his arms. She felt soft and warm and perfect. Like she belonged there.

He closed his eyes and tried to push the image out of his mind. She wasn’t his and she never would be.

“I can’t seem to stop shaking,” she said, huddling farther into the blanket.

“It’ll pass. You need to drink some water as soon as you think you’re ready.”

She nodded and cuddled closer to him.

Circling his arm around her waist, he pressed his body against hers hoping to transfer his warmth.

As he lay there with her he tried to take in every detail—the texture of her hair as he tucked her head under his chin, the way every one of her curves fit perfectly against him. Even though it would be painful to remember and never be able to experience the perfection that was being able to possess Kim again, Justin never wanted to forget. He’d known when he agreed to this that once he had her he’d want more and that not being able to have it would haunt him for the rest of his life. But it was worth it. If only Mark wouldn’t be so opposed…

But it was a fool’s hope. Justin knew his best friend. Mark wouldn’t approve of Justin pursuing his little sister no matter how honorable his intentions.

“What are you thinking?” she asked.

He noticed that she’d finally stopped shaking. “Are you ready for some water?”

It took her a second too long to answer. He knew she hadn’t missed the fact that he hadn’t answered her question. “Sure.”

Reluctantly, Justin rolled away from her and got up to get some water from the small fridge he kept in the room. He also swiped a chocolate bar from his stash before returning to her side.

Kim stared up at him as he lowered himself back down onto the mattress. He situated himself with his back against the headboard, and then helped her into a sitting position. Before he handed her the water and chocolate, he gathered her against him once more. If this was all they got, he wasn’t letting go of her until he absolutely had to.

“Thanks,” she said, and took a bite of the chocolate.

“The sugar will help.” He ran his fingers through her hair and down the side of her face. She was the most beautiful woman he’d ever met.

Kim was quiet for several minutes. She looked down and then back up at him. “You don’t have to, you know.”

“I don’t have to what?” he asked.

“Take care of me like this. That wasn’t part of the deal.”

She’d lowered her gaze again and that just wouldn’t do. Gripping her chin, he turned her to face him. “It most certainly is part of the deal. Aftercare is part of BDSM and any Dom who doesn’t think so isn’t worth his salt, in my opinion.”

Kim swallowed and nodded.

“You’re staying here tonight so I can watch you. I worked you hard and I want to make sure you’re okay.” The thought of her going home and experiencing subdrop alone had him feeling sick to his stomach.

“I don’t—”

Justin placed his index finger over her lips, silencing her. “This isn’t up for discussion. You’re staying.”

She turned away from him again and he hated it. There wasn’t anything he could say, however. Both of them knew that when the morning came everything had to go back to the way it was before.

When she finished both her chocolate and her water, he took the empty bottle and stood. Extending his hand to her, he helped her up. Without words, he led her out of the room and across the hall to his bedroom. Normally if he let a submissive stay over he’d have them sleep in the other room. Kim was different. But then again, she always had been.

Once in his bedroom, he flipped on the light and went to his dresser to get her a T-shirt. As much as he would love to sleep naked next to her, he needed to begin the separation process or he’d never be able to let her go come daylight.

“Here,” he said, handing her the dark blue shirt with his shop’s logo on it and pointing to the door that led to the master bathroom. “You can wear this to sleep in. I’ll wait here while you get changed. There’s an extra toothbrush in the linen closet you can use.”

Kim took the shirt and hugged it to her chest. It only accented her tits, which had his cock twitching.

“Go on. We both need to get some sleep.” He hadn’t meant the words to sound as harsh as they’d sounded, so he took a step forward and touched her cheek. Kim leaned into his touch. When he dropped his hand, he winked at her and she smiled.

“I’ll be right back.” She brushed past him.

“Hurry.”

Running a hand through his hair, Justin grabbed a pair of underwear out of his top drawer and put them on. He knew he’d need more than just the T-shirt she’d be wearing to keep him from sinking his cock into her again. Not that clothing of any kind would completely prevent that. Kim brought temptation to a whole new level.

Justin strolled over to the bed and turned down the covers. It had been years since a woman had slept in his bed. Not since his last long-term girlfriend.

Before he could take a trip too far down memory lane, Kim walked back into the room. When he saw her he blinked several times. How was it possible she looked sexier in his shirt than she had out of it?

He crossed the short distance separating them and gathered her into his arms. Massaging his thumb along the side of her face, he looked deep into her eyes. She was too desirable for her own good.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, gazing up at him.

Instead of answering her question, he refocused on the task at hand. “Climb into bed. I’ll be right back.”

Justin didn’t wait to see if she followed his instructions. He couldn’t.

Once he was inside the confines of his bathroom, he did his business and then took a moment to catch his breath. When Justin was fairly sure he could get into bed with her and not jump her again, he headed back into his bedroom. When he crossed the threshold, his gaze was immediately drawn to the woman lying in his bed. She was staring back at him with those soulful brown eyes of hers.

He tried to ignore the stirring in his groin as he got into the bed beside her. Kim pulled the covers higher as if she was shielding herself. That wouldn’t do. He reached out and tucked her head into the curve of his shoulder.

“How are you feeling?” he asked as he ran a gentle hand over her head and down the smooth slope of her back.

“Fine.” Her answer was quiet.

Tipping her chin up, he gave her a stern look. “I need the truth.”

She tried to avert her gaze, so he tightened his hold.

“Why?” she asked. “Why do you want to know?”

“I told you. It’s part of being a Dom.” He cupped the side of her face. “Are you sore?”

Kim nodded. “A little.”

He smiled. “Roll over. I’ll massage your shoulders.”

“You don’t—”

“It wasn’t a request.” The look he gave her let her know he wasn’t taking no for an answer.

Sighing, she turned away from him. Justin positioned his hands on either side of her shoulders and began to massage the tension out of her muscles. As he rubbed and kneaded her flesh, Kim began to moan. It went straight to his cock. What was wrong with him? He hadn’t reacted like this to a woman in…well, ever. Even with his first girlfriend he was usually good after one hard session.

Kim moved her hips and bumped against his erection. When she felt it, she froze and turned her head to look at him. “Really?”

He’d expected exasperation or something like it but instead she seemed genuinely shocked that he’d want her again so soon. In truth, he was having a difficult time believing it as well. But it wasn’t like he could deny it. The evidence was right there.

As if his hand had a mind of its own, he slipped it around her and palmed her breast. This time when she moaned it had nothing to do with the easing of sore muscles. Kim arched into his hand, seeking more. Who was he to deny her?

Releasing her long enough to sheath himself with a new condom, he returned and repositioned them so he could slide into her from behind. He’d worked her over good earlier. This time he’d take it nice and slow. Justin loved kinky sex, but as he moved in and out of Kim…as he felt her pussy pulse around him…he realized that with her slow and easy was satisfying in its own way.

Justin kept up a gentle pace until he felt her legs begin to quiver. Snaking a hand between her legs, he circled her clit with his fingers. Kim gasped and shuddered around him as she reached her climax. Feeling her come apart in his arms was almost spiritual.

Placing a kiss at the base of her neck, Justin closed his eyes and let his orgasm take him. It wasn’t as explosive as their joining earlier, but it was more powerful if that was possible.

He pulled out of her and she twisted so that she was facing him. Her face was flushed. Gorgeous.

“I need to clean up,” he said, kissing the tip of her nose. “I’ll be right back.”

When he returned, she was exactly where he’d left her. Gathering her into his arms, he held her close to his chest. They had eight hours until morning. Eight hours until he had to let her go.

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