“Leave it, Jack. Please.”
I moved the eggs to our plates and reached for the toast, but felt his body against mine the second I reached the toaster. “Kyra please. Stay with me, come to my family’s for the holiday. Spend the week with me.”
My traitorous body melted into his arms that wrapped around me. His hard cock pressed into my back and I wanted nothing more than to do everything he asked of me.
“Let me think about it,” I breathed out in a whisper rather than the strong voice I had hoped for.
His hands moved in opposite directions. One massaged my breast through my t-shirt and the other cupped my sex. “I promise I’ll make it worth your time. Think about it. Think about all the things we could do together now that I know what you need matches what I can give you.”
The moan that came from my voice sounded like some kind of animal crying. Who was I kidding? Sitting here alone with Mr. Vibe didn’t sound even remotely appealing with his hands on me.
When his hand slipped into my leggings and I felt his fingers slide into my folds, I couldn’t keep my mouth shut. I pressed my ass into his cock as he plunged his fingers deep inside of me.
“Okay. I’ll come.”
A low laugh rumbled in his chest, “Yes, you will, little girl. Now let me help with that before we eat.”
His fingers moved to my clit and slowly circled my oversensitive little bud while his other hand pushed down my pants. He moved slightly and pulled away from me only long enough to undo his jeans, and then I felt him hard at my entrance. I leaned over my kitchen counter and offered myself to him like the little whore I was so desperate to be.
“That’s a good girl,” he growled into my ear as he entered me, making me weak in the knees, “That’s it Kyra, just like that. You like that, don’t you? Being my good little girl.”
I cried out my pleasure as he moved inside of me, fucking me in long, hard strokes that made me want to scream. I wasn’t going to last long, the shower had worked me up again and when it was clear he wasn’t planning on fucking me there I was left disappointed. But now, I was ready. I was so ready that when his cock hit that spot deep inside me that feels fucking amazing, I nearly saw stars.
“I can’t last, Jack. Please…”
His hand snaked back around me and with only the slightest pressure on my clit, I erupted and came all over his cock, crying out his name.
“Fuck, Kyra, you’re so perfect!” he said as he continued to pump himself inside of me. Pulling out, he turned me around and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around him and with a little adjustment, I was back on his cock with my arms wrapped around his neck. His hips moved forward as he gripped my sore ass for dear life.
“You feel that? I’m so close, Kyra. Only you can do this to me. Only you have ever been able to pull so much pleasure from my body.”
His words and the pain in my ass combined brought me to a whole new heightened state that had me clawing at his back as I quickly climbed to another climax. His movements sped up as he sucked at my neck and I cried out as he growled out his pleasure and emptied himself into me.
“Fuck, Kyra. Holy fuck.” His forehead rested on mine as he leaned against the counter to catch his breath. “Was it always this good?”
I nodded my head slowly. “Yes. Yes, it was.”
Jack cleaned me up and helped me get back into my clothes, then I warmed up our breakfast that had cooled and we sat to eat. I was either making the worst decision of my life or the best one, but I couldn’t figure out which.
“I want you to myself this week. No one else. You will spend the holiday with my family, sleep in my bed and do as I ask. Do you understand?”
There was something in his voice I hadn’t heard before. The dominance was always there simmering under the surface, but now he was letting it off its leash.
“Yes, sir,” I said, looking up to find him smiling at me across the table.
“After breakfast, I’ll help you pack a bag. I’ll bring you back after New Years.”
I just nodded my head. He wasn’t asking me; he was telling me, and damnit if that wasn’t hot as fuck. So much of my life was left up to me to decide that the sweet relief of someone telling me what to do was utter bliss. I needed this, I needed him and I was going to have to work really hard not to fall into the old bad habits we both had with one another. His jealousy and my need to push him too far would only end in disaster… unless we found a different way to deal. I’d have to admit I was a bit of a bratty sub. Maybe that, in combination with his need to punish me, could work to our advantage for once. Maybe, after all these years, we just never knew how to work out our needs in healthy ways, so instead we fought until we broke up and then we did it again.
Chapter Three
Jack
Kyrainmyspacewas addicting. I sat on my bed in my master suite and watched as she put on makeup to get ready for my mother’s house. My mom was always in love with the idea of Kyra and me being together. She was a bleeding heart that would be the death of her if she wasn’t careful. She and my father had adopted all of us and we were a pretty big bunch. Besides my three brothers, we also had three sisters. None of us were related by blood, but we were closer than a fly on shit, as my dad used to say. Kyra’s situation with her mom’s addiction was well known in town and there was more than one occasion that my parents went over there offering to take Kyra in for a while. Mrs. Banks never agreed. She couldn’t see the damage she was doing to her own daughter and to this day my mother still gets tears in her eyes when the whole thing comes up.
Now we sat here with the familiarity we had as kids, but there was a tension in the room that was hard to describe. I had so much I wanted to know about the person she had become, I wanted to learn everything she loved about kink and how I could fulfill those needs for her and more than anything, I wanted to know that she would be okay with ending this come the New Year. Kyra was my first love, and I risked falling for her again. That was a risk I couldn’t take. Things with our construction business had really taken off and now that we had secured contracts in New York City, the travel alone was overwhelming. I didn’t have time to tend to her every need, not like I used to, and even then I was never enough for her.
“I’m almost ready. You’re sure your mom doesn’t mind me coming with you?”
