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"I never have thanked you," I said then once I managed to compose myself. I saw Kit wiping his eyes, but couldn't see him crying, not properly anyway. I knew he was tough, but after everything I'd said I knew it had pained him deeply too.

"For saving me," I added.

"Eves, you don't have to."

Kit got up then, without my say so, and once he was around the table and at my side he pulled my chair back with me still on it and he reached down to kiss me. He reached down to pick me up then placed me down on the table so that I could be closer to him.

"I love you," he breathed and I could feel the need pushing his words.

"I love you too," I said before holding my head against his chest.

I wrapped my arms around him, feeling safe and loved in his arms. It was the most healing feeling, being wrapped in his hold. We remained like that for a long time. Kit just held me, and I needed that.

It allowed all of the thoughts and feelings of being scared to be replaced with the safety he always gave from being within his arms. When I eventually pulled my head away to look up at him, my eyes were radiating the love I felt for him. Then he gently pressed his lips to mine and I brought my hand around the back of his head, my fingers threading through his hair. Kit kissed my nose then and I wrapped my arms around him again, bringing my face back into his chest.

"I feel like you've saved me," I said looking up at him. "I don't mean by saving me that night. I mean, I don't know where I'd be now without you. Still stuck in my dark cloud alone, I reckon. Despite the hurt and upset you've caused, I don't regret it at all."

He nodded, looking choked up still.

"I feel like you saved me too,” he agreed. “Before you came along all I did was kid myself. I didn't realise that this is what I wanted all along."

"You promise?" I asked, feeling self-doubt.

"I promise. I love you more than I could ever express, I never wanna be without you."

After that, we settled together on the sofa. Watching Netflix and snuggling into his side seemed like the perfect end to our night, even despite everything we’d had to discuss and how blotchy my face probably looked.

* * *

After our heart-to-heartwe'd had time to settle down from the upset, to be positive in having each other. Kit kissed against my stomach, staring up at him and just connecting on a level which meant neither of us had to speak. Before too long, gentle kisses turned into heated ones, and soft touches turned into our clothes being ripped off until Kit's bedroom door slammed open as he pushed us against it, allowing for us to almost fall into his room. I laughed as Kit fell back onto his back and I landed on top of him, careful not to land on my stomach. He grinned looking carefree and I loved when he looked at me like that. Bringing his lips up to mine and leaning over him, I stared into his eyes and brushed the strands of his hair to one side. Lifting his hand, he ran his fingers through my hair and used it to direct my head to his. We kissed for only a second when I got up and he bobbed his head to the side in question. What I was about to attempt required great confidence. Something I was sure I didn't possess. Despite that, whilst Kit laid there on his front, watching me walk away, I threaded my fingers into the band of my jeans and lowered them slowly down my legs.

"Look at you," he commented, positioning himself even better to have a better view.

Bending down gave Kit a direct view of my arse bent before him and I glanced at him as I stood up straight. My knickers were next, and I thought I was doing a pretty good job at this. Kit stared from where he laid on the floor and his eyes connected with mine when I looked at him from over my shoulder.

"You're gonna kill me, Eves," he said watching my fingers now threaded into my knickers as I slowly brought them over my behind. He got up, just like I thought he would and made his way over to me to caress my behind. I lifted my top off shortly after and closed my eyes, enjoying his kisses against my bare shoulder. I think he was expecting me to turn around. Instead, I took his hand and led him over to the bed, taking control of what was about to happen. I knew I was confusing him but once I climbed onto the bed and bent over I stared around at him as he caressed my arse, waiting.

"You serious? You want doggy?" he grinned, looking so excited.

I was so hot and needy that I wanted this with him. I wanted to please him so I nodded. It didn't take Kit long to get undressed. I smiled as he pulled his top off and then undid his jeans before coming closer again, fully naked.

"I can't believe this is happening," he said holding onto my arse.

"You ready?" I asked.

"Since the first time I saw you in those damn tight jeans, baby," he breathed positioning himself.

I felt him ready to thrust into me but instead, he took it slow, gently filling me and holding onto me. I heard him breathing deeply, enjoying the feeling and I closed my eyes as my body adjusted. It felt good, it feltreallygood. So much so that the anticipation of his pending moves made me push back against him.

"Woah, gentle baby, you don't want me to hurt you."

I bit onto my lip as Kit gently started to move backwards and forwards, using my arse as his control over my body. The more I listened to Kit's breathing and his silent groans, the more I enjoyed it until I began feeling thirsty for more. I moaned and gripped onto the bedsheets in front of me.

"You like that?" Kit asked and I hummed in response.

All I could do was moan in response to his enticing questions, and it stayed like that until Kit gripped onto me tighter and told me he was about to come. Hearing the words sent my insides into a frenzy until we eventually came shortly after each other. I collapsed onto the bed, and rolling onto my back I breathed hard as Kit joined me. I stared at him, feeling accomplished that I'd lead the whole thing.

"You. Are. Amazing," Kit said, breathlessly looking at me.

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