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He cups my face, kissing me until my breath becomes connected to his. He shifts, his cock brushing against my stomach.
“Kieran, I need you,” I whisper.
Never breaking the kiss, he fumbles between the two of us, freeing his cock. I lift my skirt and hike one of my legs around his thigh. He slides into me, and I gasp against his mouth. His movements are jerky, showing how out of control he really is. I know he’s already close, so I reach between us and rub my clit until I shatter. He groans as he comes, finally ending the kiss. His gaze searches mine and without saying a word, he grabs me by the hand, leading me upstairs to his room.
“Get naked now.”
I do as he says, watching as he strips. He runs his hand through his hair as he stalks toward me. I open my mouth to tell him how sorry I am again, but he silences me as he pulls me into his arms, kissing me like I’ve never been kissed. It hits me. This is five months’ worth of pent-up emotion on his end. My heart soars, and I feel hope. He loves me. I know it.
Kieran walks me toward the bed and pushes me back onto the mattress. I giggle as I bounce. He smiles as he moves over me, kissing me. We make out until his cock grows hard between us. He positions himself between my legs and watches as he slides into me. I can’t stop the sounds of pleasure that leave my mouth. His gaze goes to my lips, and he kisses me as he makes love to me. Everything is perfect at this moment, and I know that there’s no going back. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I let my kiss say the words I won’t say aloud again.
I’m yours.
This is how we are meant to be.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
“Fuck,” he groans against my mouth. “I’m close, Ariel. Are you?”
“Yes.”
“I’m going to fill you with my cum,” he says.
“Do it. Put a baby in me.”
His eyes open and he stares down at me like he’s seeing me for the first time. I pull him down for another kiss as I shatter. He thrusts frantically now, racing toward his own release. When he finally comes, he watches me the entire time.
I’m yours, Kieran. I love you.
Still inside of me, he kisses me again. Tomorrow, I’ll have to face the reality of what this means, but, for now, I’m going to live in the moment.
* * *
Kieran is gone when I wake up the next morning, making my chest tight with worry. I’d like to say last night was a life altering moment for us, but my gut says it’s for the wrong reason. Nonetheless, I slip on my robe, making my way to his office. I’m surprised that he’s there, but I dare not say anything. Instead, I slip off the robe and get into position on the pillow. He doesn’t acknowledge me but continues with his daily routine. I sit there until I feel like I’m going to scream.
At noon he says, “You may have lunch in your room. Come back at three.”
He’s never had me come back to the office midday, but I nod.
“Yes, Sir.”
My meal is waiting for me when I reach my room and I eat even though I’m queasy. Why does he want me to come back? Is he going to tell me that he loves me? Or is he going to send me away? The thought makes my eyes water and I swipe away a stray tear. Sitting here worrying will solve nothing. No, the best thing to do is stay busy. So, I pick up my room, even though there’s not much out of place. When I’m finished with that, I take a long shower. Wrapped in a towel, I blow dry my hair, leaving it shiny and smooth. He didn’t give me any indication of what I should wear, but since we’re going to be in the office, I decide on wearing my robe.
At three on the dot, I make my way to his office, going back to my pillow. He’s on the phone and acts like I’m not there. After an hour, he ends the call, turning his attention to his laptop. Again, fear and worry creep into my mind.
By six, Kieran still hasn’t said a word. I’d like to say things are fine between us, but I know they’re not. We crossed a line and there’s no going back.He kissed me. He kissed me. He kissed me.
And now he’s going to let me go.
I know it as sure as I know my own name.
He pets the top of my head, almost absentmindedly. A few days ago I would have been content by the gesture. But that was before he kissed me.
His hand stills. “My pet, I’ve been thinking.”
