take me somewhere. Wyatt, can you watch these guys for me? I want them safe and unharmed, but if they try to leave or signal anyone, incapacitate them. I know you have a million questions, and I will answer them all, but right now, I have someone I need to talk to.”
Chapter Thirty-Six
I sit in the dark room listening to the rain fall softly outside before a beep at the door snags my attention.
I don’t move from the spot, I just continue to sit and watch the raindrops hit the windows before they slowly drip down the glass like tiny tears.
“Hello, Red.”
“Kai,” I greet him, never looking away from the glass until he sits beside me.
“What, pray tell, has you breaking and entering my humble abode?”
“I’m not sure myself.”
We sit quietly side by side for what feels like forever before I finally look up at him.
“There is a strong possibility I might not live to see Sunday.”
“Red, you have more lives than a cat.” He grins.
“I know things, things that I came here to share, but what’s the point when I know you won’t believe me? I’m gonna go, but before I do, I have to tell you, just once, that I love you. I’ve been in love with you since the beginning and no matter what happens now, I’ll love you for the rest of this life and the next.”
His breathing picks up at my words, his hands fisted on his lap, but he doesn’t speak, and that’s okay. I’ve said what I needed to.
I stand and move to step past him when, in seconds, he’s on his feet with his hands in my hair and his lips on mine in a full out assault on my senses.
I don’t fight him, I submit, giving myself over, allowing us to have this one moment that will have to last forever.
He walks me back to the bedroom, tearing off my clothes as we go until we both fall on his bed in a tangle of limbs.
His hot lips tear from mine, but only so he can slide down my body and suck on my nipples briefly before descending farther. There’s no lace between him and me, no visible barrier to stop us, and to show him I’m okay with it, I grip his hair in my hands and push his head even lower, directing him exactly where I need him to be. He wastes no time, his talented tongue delving inside me, making me gasp as tiny tremors wrack my body. Dragging his tongue up over my swollen clit, he lashes it over and over until I’m a quivering mess.
Needing more, I yank his head. Thankfully, he takes the hint and crawls up the bed and slides between my legs, the hard column of his dick pressed between us. His eyes stay fixed on mine as he reaches over and snags a condom from the bedside drawer, rolling it down over his thick cock.
Settling back on top of me, he coats the head with my juices before lining himself up.
“Are you sure?” He breathes the words, his arms trembling with restraint as he holds himself above me.
I lift my hand and curve it around his neck, staring into his lust-filled eyes. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
I barely finish getting the words out before he’s pushing inside me, breaking through the barrier I guarded feverishly. Instead of feeling a sense of loss, I feel empowered, because I got to give it to someone of my choice, instead of having it taken from me. The sharp bite of pain makes me wince, but the fullness of having him inside me, connected to me in the most primal of ways, has me begging him for more.
“Please.” I don’t know what it is exactly I’m asking for, but he does, pulling back almost completely before gliding back in again to the hilt. I’m wet, but I know not all of it is from arousal. Even so, the prospect of my blood staining his cock makes me feel a sense of ownership over this man. The world outside our door can fall to wreck and ruin because in here, at this moment, there is no one else in the world but him and me.
“Jesus, Red, so fucking tight, so hot.” He speeds up, thrusting into me harder and faster, the tenderness of the moment giving way to passion and lust. Want and need collide in technicolor, making me see stars.