mine.
“Fucking stunning,” he repeated over and over, murmuring in my ear. “So good, Brynn… so hot.”
Almost without warning, I shattered around him with a sharp wail. Kian let out a deep guttural groan. His body arched, pushing up inside me even more deeply. A few more strokes and he shuddered to a halt, cradling my cheek in one strong hand as he whispered to me while I shook and sobbed.
“ Shhhhh…” He smoothed my hair back from my face as he crooned softly. He told me how pretty I was and how amazing I felt. His voice was barely audible as he brought me back down to earth.
I never felt so alive.
Kian
My body thrummed with pulses of ecstasy. I could feel her languishing in our spent passion. Her soft breasts pushed against me with every breath. Her slick, hot pussy gripped me with the aftershocks of her orgasms, and I shivered with every tightening of her muscles. My fingertips traced a delicate pattern along the smooth skin of her back.
She felt so delicate and fragile.
I’d wanted her since the first time I’d seen her.
Months ago.
So long.
So badly .
Watching her in the club, her tight little body and her thick, light blonde hair. Her frightened sadness that seemed to evaporate when she lost herself in the pulsing beat. The serenity that she found when she moved. Then I’d found her that night outside the club, the night Evan had found her, too.
That fucker .
I’d seen her practically crushed, and I wanted nothing more than to protect her .
In the weeks since, working out with her every day and molding her movements to show her how to fight back, I’d gone upstairs to my apartment above the gym almost every night and beat off in the shower, imagining what it would be like to lose myself inside her soft little body.
Nothing could have prepared me. No daydream or wet dream was even close.
It was sheer heaven.
Her breathing had normalized. I could feel her body coming back to earth, her mind shifting from the fog. Tensing with confusion.
Hell, I was confused by this, and I hadn’t just been through all the shit with Evan like she had. Fuck, she wasn’t ready for this. This was too soon. It was going to freak her the fuck out. And my mouth spoke without my mind thinking it through.
“ God, this shouldn’t have happened…”
Brynn froze for a second, then rose slightly to look down at me with a haunted anguish in her eyes. The motion made me realize I was still inside her. Every catch in her breath, every shadow of emotion that crossed her face, I felt it where we were still connected.
“I mean—” I started.
She slid her hand down between us to stay the condom and quickly lifted off me, reaching for her shirt and pants.
“No , don’t,” she said in a stilted voice.
“Brynn…” My voice trailed off. I didn’t know what to say. My brain was still barely functional after shooting to heaven and back. I couldn’t process any of this fast enough to stop the landslide of emotion I felt crashing down around us.
“No, don’t . Really,” she hastily cut in. “You’re right. This was not a good idea.” She quickly began to pull on her clothes and jumped up.
Fuck. She regretted it.
I knew she would. It was way too soon.
I stood also, disposing of the condom and tucking my dick back into my pants. Turning around, I saw her by the door, slipping her toes into her flip-flops and grabbing her bag.
“Bry nn, wait,” I tried again.
“Kian, it’s not really—” she started again as she reached to pull open the door.
“Dammit Brynn!” I growled, stepping towards her and pushing the door shut with a loud slam, causing her to flinch and shy away. For a second afterwards, I saw fear on her face. Pure, genuine fear. Shell-shock from the confrontations she’d been a party to before. And I’d caused it. “God… no…”
She just stood there and trembled. Her breath caught.
“I’ve gotta go,” she said shakily.
And then she slipped out the door and was