how it all fits together. I’m trying to do that, too. But, right now, it’s just us. And there’s no then; there’s only now. Focus on that.”
In one swift movement, his fingers were out. While I sucked in a gasp of air, trying to find that calm again, his hand moved to my chest. He gently traced shapes over my sensitive skin. There was no pain, no roughness. No dominance. This was all pleasure and goose bumps.
“Garin—”
“I’m not done.”
He slowly traced down to my clit. This was different than just moments before when he had clamped it between his fingers. This was a rubbing, circling at the very top, that caused my back to arch, my stomach to quiver.
He knew my body better than I did.
“If I tell you I want you, that means I only want you. I won’t touch anyone else. If I ask for your body, I expect you to give it to me. Your throat, your pussy, your fucking ass…all of it. If I tell you to never lie to me, I expect only the truth to come from your lips. You’ll only hear the truth come from mine.”
Maybe honesty was easy for him, but it wasn’t for me, not when I had this lie weighing on me. Not when I was the reason we were in here in the first place.
He’d said so much. But they were just words. Not promises.
“You haven’t told me, Garin.”
“You want to hear it?”
There would be no coming back from this. Once he gave me his answer, I couldn’t forget it. I couldn’t rewind. This would be us—the new us.
Why was I so torn? This was what I’d wanted since the moment all those years ago when I realized Garin was more than just a friend. There would be regret either way. But he had told me to focus on now.
Now, this was what I wanted.
I nodded.
“You want me to make those promises to you? Tell you I only want you? Tell you I’ll never lie to you? Never hurt you? Then, I’m going to need your voice, Kyle.” He took my hand and placed it on his erection. It felt painfully hard. His breathing hitched as I ran my fingers over the length of it. “Say it, so I can fuck you again.”
My thumb ran over the wide crown and the hole right in the middle of the tip. A small bead of pre-cum leaked out. I wanted to taste it. I wanted more of the cum he had fed me earlier.
I scooped up the bead and sucked it off my thumb. He needed to know that I would drink it even if he hadn’t forced me to.
As his gaze deepened, watching me swirl my tongue around my nail, the desire between us grew. I had felt his need. Now, I tasted it.
Now, I needed more.
“You’re hungry?”
“Yes,” I mumbled with my thumb still in my mouth.
“You want me to feed you.”
I nodded, and his stare turned ravenous.
“Now. Please.”
“Why should I feed you, Kyle?”
Even though the answer was so obvious and I was sure he already knew, he was making me say it. I owed him that. At least this part was truthful.
I lifted his hand off my pussy and placed it on my chest. My heart was pounding so hard that I needed the pressure, so it wouldn’t tear through. “I want you to promise because…I’m promising you. I only want you. I won’t touch anyone else. My body is yours. All of it.”
I couldn’t promise the last part. There were lies.
Maybe there would always be lies.
Just as I worried he had picked up on it, he moved on top of me. And, just as I thought he was going to bring it up, he plunged his dick straight into me.
Seventeen
Kyle
“Wake. The. Fuck. Up.” Following each of Breath’s syllables was a lick across the outer edge of my ear.
The odor from his mouth was enough to wake me up. Definitely enough to pop my eyelids open. Undoubtedly enough to cause my entire body to shake. His tongue was sharp and putrid. It felt like a razor slicing my earring hole through the bottom of my lobe. When I tried to move away from him, his palm drove into my cheek, which slammed the back of my head into whatever was behind it.
I tried lifting my hands. I tried kicking my legs.
I was tied up.
Again.
“Have you missed me, Kyle?”
Through the pitch-black that surrounded me, I saw stars. Sparkling little bursts