Reese (11 page)

             
Any fear that I might have had lingering over from when The Pervert had touched me so intimately didn’t rear its ugly head. Not one thought of th
at
period in my life when I had feared a man’s hands on me in such a way popped into my head. Something that I wouldn’t realize until hours later.

             
My legs turned to jelly and he caught me against his chest, but did not stop his gentle administering. His middle finger teased my opening while his soapy thumb continued to torture my
distended
clit.
“Like that?” He whispered, watching my face as he continued.

             
“I…Love…It!” I gasped out, caught up in the sensations he was tormenting me with.

             
“Tell me you forgive me.” He commanded, his middle finger sinking slowly into me. “Tell me you believe that I care about you, and only ever you.”

             
“I…” I couldn’t think with his finger deep inside of me.

             
“Tell me.” His finger stopped, his thumb pressed down roughly on my clit, making me
moan
. “Please Reese. I need the words.”

             
I swallowed my next whimper and nodded. “I forgive you. I believe you…I care about you, too.”

             
“God!” He kissed me, deep and hard. His lips feasting on mine while he continued to stroke between my legs.

             
A new tension was building
, my body began to shake, my breathing growing ragged. And just as I thought I was going to fall he stopped, turned off the water and lifted me out of the shower as if I weighed no more than a fea
ther. He dried me just as tenderly
as he had washed me, combed his fingers through my hair and the
n
lifted me into his arms
once more
.

             
“Do you want me, Reese?” He asked in that deep voice of his and I shivered. “Do you want this?”

             
“So much.” I moaned as he placed me in the middle of the bed. I didn’t have time to feel self-conscious about being naked because he carefully covered me with his still damp body.
“I need you, Kieran.”

             
His hands cupped each of my breasts, pinching each rosy pink nipple with thumb and forefinger. “So beautiful.” He murmured. “Tell me that you are mine, Reese.”

             
“Yours.” I whispered, loving the attention he was showing my aching nipples. “Only yours.”

             
“I’m going to make you feel so good, baby.
”
His words were a promise.
One
hand left my breast to trail down my stomach. He teased my naval, playing with the little skull charm that hung there. “Cute.”

             
“You like it?” He nodded, seeming fascinated by the difference between his golden fingers against my peaches and cream stomach. “I really like your tats.” I traced one on his bicep, causing him to shiver
as little goose flesh rose on his arms
.

             
He kept stroking my stomach, making me squirm.
The sensations he was awaking inside of me were crying out for him to finish what he was starting. And soon!
I didn’t know if I could handle much more. “Kieran, please.” I caught his hands. “What are you thinking about?” I asked, frowning at the look in those incredible eyes of his. He looked tormented and I hated to see such a look on his face.

             
“
I’m nervous. More
than I have ever been
before or
since I became sexually active
. This is your first time and I want to make it special.” He brushed a soft kiss across my lips. “
But I wa
nt you to the point of madness.”

             
The fact that he was nervous, that it was because he wanted to please me, pushed any linger doubts about his feelings for me out of my mind. I opened up my heart to him then and there and pulled him into my arms. “Make love to me,
Kieran
.” I commanded against his ear. “Make me yours right now.”

             
I trembled from the
sheer
power of desire emitting from those beautiful steel gray eyes as he gazed down at me. I wanted him, desperately. My body ached to have his possession. My mind screamed that nothing could be more right. While my heart whispered to me over and over again that I was his.

             
That knowledge didn’t terrify me
as it probably should have
. Didn’t make me want to scream, throw things, or let all my buried anger take
me
over. If anything loving Kieran Stone made me want to let it all go. When he didn’t speak, didn’t move, I leaned forward and brushed a kiss across his open mouth. “Don’t be nervous. I trust you with every ounce of my being. In this moment I am yours. And I want you to be mine.”

             
“I am.” His voice was husky, full of desire and other emotions that I couldn’t decipher at that moment. I hoped that one of those emotions was love, the same gut wrenching, heart aching love that I was feeling. “You are everything I didn’t even know that I wanted, Reese.”

             
I gave him a smile, full of everything I was feeling. “Will you make love to me, Kieran?”

             
“Are you sure?” He was shaking now. With the force of holding back? With his emotions? All I knew was that he was making sure that I knew what I was doing, and I
loved him for it.

             
Instead of answering him I reached between us and grasped that part of him I knew could not hide how much he wanted me. He was long, thick and heavy in my hands. His heat scalded me, made me yearn for that heat somewhere deeper. The thick head was damp and stick with his pre-cum and I was
captivated
as I spread it over his impressive length. With the first stroke of my fingers he jerked in my hand, pulsing with a need only I could fulfill.

             
The dark blue veins seemed to come more to the surface as I continued to stroke
, pulsing with the rushing blood that was making him harder
. The heavy sac beneath tightened and I reached out to give them a gentle tug.
I was going on pure instinct here and hoped that I was doing everything right.
The groan that escaped him told me he enjoyed it and I raised my blue eyes to clash with th
e
steel gray of his. “I want you, Kieran.”

             
He didn’t need another word of encouragement. He pressed me back against the pillows and kissed me until I was breathless. His lips traveled. I don’t think there was a part of my body that he did
not
kiss, did
not
worship with his talented lips. Kieran avoided my breasts, my pulsing clit, the sensitive part of my neck that we had discovered made me
cry
with pleasure. So by the time he was done exploring my body with his lips I was begging for him.

             
He sat back on his
h
eels and
urged
my thighs apart. I watched, unable to form words I was so deep into my desire filled fog. He ran one finger down
the center of me, spreading my folds
apart so that he could see everything that no one else would ever be witness to. Those steel gray eyes turned to liquid as he took me all in for the first time.
“So beautiful.” He rasped and rubbed his thumb against the pulsing ball of nerves that was my hardened clit.

             
“
Ahhh
!” I
sobbed
. The pleasure was so strong, so intense, that I couldn’t
hold
back my cry.

             
He grinned knowingly as he continued to investigate what gave me the most pleasure. His thick middle finger teased my opening as it had in the shower, making the inner walls clench. As he slowly slid that digit inside I nearly fell apart. “So tight. So wet.”

             
My hips lifted, wanting him to travel deeper. But he would not be rushed. With his free hand against my abdomen he pressed me into the mattress. “Just enjoy this, baby.”

             
“I can’t handle much more.” I whimpered as he extracted his finger and rubbed it’s wetness along my throbbing clit. “It’s too much!”

             
“Not even close.” He muttered and thrust his finger in once more.

             
The force of the thrust, the sweet wetness against my aching clit, th
at fiery
look in those incredible eyes…I was lost. My body took over and arched against the pleasure
;
stiffening, pulsing, clenching around his finger. He continued to thrust as my wal
l
s squeezed his finger. I heard his choppy breathing, knew that I was turning him on painfully with each convulsion from my orgasm…

             
My first orgasm!

             
Slowly I came down from the high that Kieran had taken me too. But instead of satisfying my desperate need for him, he had only made me ache more. I reached for him and pulled him down beside of me. My lips found his and I let instinct take over as I pushed
him
back against my pillows and climbed onto his chest.

             
“Reese…” He trailed off as I took his
vast
length into my hands. He was so thick that one hand could not completely close around him. The pre-cum coated the pink head, and I spread it down his
entire
length before I moved to position myself over it. “Reese
,
slow down. Oh
,
God!” He cursed and thrashed his head from side to side as I slid down his length until I could go no further.

             
He stretched me in an almost painful way. My inner wal
l
s squeezed him, locking him in place while I adjust
ed
to his size. Kieran’s hands balled into fists at his sides, but he didn’t reach for me. Through my desire fogged mind I realized that he was letting me have this control, knew that I needed it. My heart expanded with so much emotion, so much love, that I couldn’t keep it bottled inside.

             
“I love you, Kieran.” I whispered.

             
But he didn’t hear me
he was so lost in his own need
for fulfillment. His hips bucked, his body finally taking over where his mind had refused to earlier.
I held onto his shoulders as he flipped me onto my back and thrust deeper, but still not all the way to the hilt. “So good.” He groaned against my neck as he nibbled along my jaw. “Want you so bad.”

             
He pulled out and thrust in. Even in his driving need he was still
tender
, still considerate of my size and lack of experience. But he ne
edn’t have been. I
met
him with each
thrust. My
nails scrapped down his back, taking skin with it, drawing blood. He cried out in pleasure, urging me to do it again with pleading little whispers at my ear.

             
I was so close, tense as a bow. But I didn’t want the pleasure to end. Wanted nothing more than for it to go on and on until we expired from it. Sweat coated his back and chest, his mixed with mine and caused us to slid
e
against each other with each thrust. It was so good, so good, so damn good..!

             
“Reese!” He roared my name and with the first
gush
of molten hot semen against my womb I fell apart in his arms. My nails dug deep into his shoulders as my inner muscles milked him until he was spent.

             
Exhausted, out of breath, but completely content for what had to be the first time in my existence
,
I curled up against him as he moved so that his weight was not crushing me. He didn’t pull out of me, was still half aroused, but he didn’t move beyond kissing the top of my head and pulling me closer. “
Love you.” He muttered as he drifted off into a deep, satisfied sleep.

             
I grinned happily against his chest. “Love you.”

             
()

             
I was woken twice more to Kieran’s lovemaking before it was time for me to get ready for work. For the first time I was tempted to call Mel and ask her to cover for me that night. But we couldn’t hide under my covers making love indefinitely. Surely we would die from all that pleasure.

             
So I reluctantly crawled off of the man I loved, who groaned his protests, and took a quick shower. I was making a larger than normal
pot
of coffee, munching on some granola and frowning down
at
my phone which held a text from Mel, when a freshly showered Kieran wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. He kissed the side of my neck just under my left ear, causing me to shiver deliciously.