Kiro's Emily
Page 19“Make love to me, Kiro,” she said against my mouth.
I’d never made love. I didn’t know how to fucking make love. But goddamn, I would do whatever she wanted if that meant I could get inside of her. So covered up with her that she was a part of me. Giving me that light that was only her.
I jerked my shirt over my head, then shoved my jeans off. Coming back over her with nothing between us was incredible. Her soft skin caressed mine as I moved to press against her and let that feeling soak in. Consume me.
“I’m clean. I was checked two weeks ago, and I haven’t slept with anyone since. I don’t want anything between us. I want to feel you.” I was begging, but I had gotten checked when I knew I was coming home and coming for her. No one else would do at that point. She was all I could think about. All I wanted. When the last girl had sucked me off and I’d cried out Emily’s name, I knew I was done.
“I don’t take anything,” she said, staring up at me with wide eyes. She wanted me, too, but she was scared. Unsure.
“I’ll pull out. Just let me inside for a little. Let me know what it feels like to have nothing between us.”
She nodded and threaded her hands through my hair. “I want that, too.”
God, I was in fucking heaven. Angels were real, and I had one. She was all mine.
She smiled at me and raised her head to press a kiss to my lips. “I trust you.”
Those words undid me.
With every ounce of control in my body, I lowered myself over her and pressed the tip of my cock against her entrance. With one small push, I felt how tight and untouched she was. It rebelled against my probing. I pressed harder, sweat trickling down my back. I didn’t want to hurt her. I never wanted to hurt her. But fuuuuuck. There was nothing like this. Ever, in the world. Nothing compared to this.
The barrier that confirmed her innocence stopped me, and I bent down and pressed a kiss to her lips. “I love you,” I whispered, three words I’d never spoken before in my life, before pressing inside the tightness that would join me to my angel.
Emily cried out and whimpered as she clung to my arms. I held still, raining kisses all over her face, making promises that it would ease soon and I’d take care of her.
My muscles ached from my fight to be still when I wanted nothing more than to plunge deeper inside her and move. I loved her. That was making love. But I needed to fuck her now. My body wanted to fuck her.
She lifted her hips to meet mine, and I watched as she breathed out and arched against me. I began to move slowly. With each stroke, I went deeper into the tightest cunt I’d ever had. It was like she was clamped around me with a soft, wet vise, and I was sure if I died right now, it would be fine. I’d had the best there was in life. This was it. Nothing got better.
“No,” she said, panting. “It feels good.”
I rocked my hips and buried myself as deep as I could go inside her. She met my thrust and cried out. It was the sexiest sound in the world.
“You’re so fucking tight. God, angel, do you even know how much you’ve destroyed me?” I asked, as I began to fuck her.
She lifted her knees to press against my hips, and I had to fight back the need to come. I couldn’t come inside her, and she wasn’t there yet. I wanted her pleasure before I took mine.
Lowering my head, I kissed her ear. “I want to hear you come. I want to know what that sweet pussy feels like when you orgasm. Because this is my pussy now, Emily. My fucking pussy. I’ll be the one to make it feel good. I’ll kiss it whenever you want. I’ll be so good to my pussy,” I whispered, as I kissed her ear and pulled her earlobe into my mouth.
“Oh, God, Kiro,” she panted. “Oh, God.”
She was so close. I licked her neck, then licked under her chin. “Not just your pussy, that sweet taste, it’s all over your body. I want to eat you up. Can’t keep my mouth off you, Emily.”
I hadn’t come inside her, but I’d marked her body. The desire to rub it in and keep my seed on her was strong. But she was innocent, and she wasn’t ready for that kind of dirty.
Emily
The warmth from the cloth startled me. I was tender there, and it quickly soothed the ache. Kiro was on his knees between my legs, gently cleaning me as if I could break if handled wrong. He was using such care that my eyes watered.
I wanted to pull him to me and hold him. Each layer of the guy underneath the rock god that he showed to me melted my heart a little more. He wasn’t the same man I’d watched at that party six months ago. He was different now. He was different with me.
When he was satisfied that I was cleaned up properly, he tossed the used cloth to the floor, and I made a mental note to dispose of it. There was blood and come on it, and I didn’t want a housecleaner having to deal with that.
Kiro lay down beside me and pulled me against his side. He kissed the top of my head. “I love you, Emily. I shouldn’t have told you for the first time when I was about to sink inside of you, but I couldn’t keep it in. I’m so fucking in love with you it scares me. I’ve never been in love. I may suck at this. Right now, I just want to keep you attached to me at all times. The idea of another man looking at you makes me feel rage. This shit might make me crazy.”