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“Kira,” he murmured with a warning tone but didn’t push me away. He seemed like he was in a battle with himself about if he liked my kisses or not.
I wanted to give him more. I wanted to thank him. I needed to thank him.
My hands roamed over his back and then came to the front to his chest. Gabriele pushed me slightly again, murmuring my name. It was not a strong push. I resisted. I stayed close to him. My lips kept kissing his skin and whispering to it.
“Thank you.”
“For me.”
“Thank you.”
I couldn’t stop. I traced a road to his stomach and felt his abs flex under my touch. I needed to make him crazy. I needed to make him happy. Without hesitation, I cupped his cock through his pants and heard him drew in a breath.
“Kira, don’t,” he said with a stern voice, but he didn’t sound like he wanted me to stop. Why would he?
I licked his delicious skin and rubbed his already hard dick through his pants. He was hard. He was hard forme. I could make him happy. I could thank him properly.
With a swift move, I slid down to my knees and got face to face with his zipper. He reached for my shoulder. “Kira!”
It was still not a strong push. I kissed him over the fabric. “Thank you,” I murmured for the millionth time. I pushed his zipper down quickly and reached for his button. I wanted to free him fast.
I could never pay him back enough for this, but I could try. I freed the button and voiced my thoughts, “I can never pay you back.”
And his strong hand came to my head.
Gabriele
I can never pay you back
That was what sobered me up. For fuck’s sake, I shouldn’t have lost control in the first place, but I did. Her body so close to mine was a dangerous thing. Her kisses and her touches made me drunk with lust. She was all I ever wanted for years. How could I say no to her?
But I had to.
She was not doing this because she was attracted to me, or she couldn’t keep her hands off of me. This was a thank you. She was doing this because she thought this was what she had to do. She thought she had to give back somehow.
The only way she could pay me back was by keep breathing.
I wished she knew that because then I wouldn’t have to do this.
I held her head and pushed her back. Maybe a little harsh because she fell back with wide eyes. It was a horrible sight, and it was the hardest thing I have ever done.
To keep my control, I turned back and zipped my pants back up. A “Fuck,” escaped me in the process.
Other than fast breathing, Kira made no noise, so when my dick was securely under two layers of fabric, I turned back to her. Her red hair was disheveled a little, probably because of my push and her eyes were wide. She seemed shocked, but also, she seemed hurt. My heart couldn’t take that look, but the need to control my dick was more prominent.
“Don’t!” I said too harshly. It was a tone I didn’t want to use with her, but I had to keep her away.
I barely saw her bottom lip tremble. “You don’t want me to touch you?” She sounded surprised but more so terrified. The idea of a man not wanting her was that horrifying?
For some reason, it made me angry. “No!” I barked even though that was a lie. I wanted her to touch me. I wanted her more than anything. So, I couldn’t help but add, “Don’t touch melike that.”
She stayed on the floor for a moment longer and then nodded. She seemed like she was about to cry. I hated that I was the reason for it, but I needed to get away from her. I didn’t want her to touch me like that.
I didn’t want her to touch me the way she did with others.
The way she did with her rapists.
I wanted her to touch me just because she wanted to and nothing else.
