by Aja Cole
“Why the change of heart now? Unless that sign and you holding my hand are you just you telling me you want to be friends.” I stroke the back of her hand with mine, looking down.
“No…I want to be all in. If you do, that is. No more throwing it in your face that it’s early, full transparency. And my sisters were very vocal about what they thought about what I was doing to you, and my mom agreed.”
“You told your mom about us?” I’m surprised. I didn’t know if they talked much.
“Keyra told her, and she threw her opinion into the ring earlier.”
“She’s here?”
“Yeah, she’s back stateside for a bit. I’ll introduce you.”
“I saw her picture that first night, and then Keyra told me about your relationship. I wasn’t sure if that was part of why you were pulling away, if you were scared I would eventually leave or something.” I admit.
“I was a little scared that I’d want to leave, honestly. I guess maybe you too…really, just scared of not being able to see the future. Which is kind of stupid because we have so much more time to get to know each other and there’s no guarantee this is even going to get as far as kids and marriage, but…I was just scared all around.”
“I don’t know, I think I’d marry you.” I don’t mean to say the words aloud, it was just kind of a thought thing, but now they’re out there.
“Shut up.” She says skeptically, face surprised. “You’re serious?”
I shrug, suddenly completely certain. Thinking back on the night, the time we’ve spent together, how I felt when I was with her…
“Yeah. You fit into my life in a way no woman ever has, intentionally or not. It might be crazy, but I don’t really see myself with anyone else now that I’m thinking about it.”
“Wow, no pressure.” She breathes, blinking.
“Don’t freak out on me, I’m just saying. We’ve got time. We’ll take it…medium speed.” I grin. “We didn’t really start slow.”
“We didn’t start slow at all.” She bites her lip. “So, we’re going for this thing?”
“We’re going for this thing.” I agree, making the decision right then and there. We can’t do anything about the past but put it behind us. I lean in to kiss her, but stop short. “Wait, did you watch the tape?”
She giggles, shaking her head. “Honestly, I just threw that out there because I knew you wouldn’t like it. I stared at that disc for awhile, but I didn’t feel any real want to see it.”
“You sure you wanna just dive in without seeing it? It was a little…hardcore.” I’m embarrassed and I can feel the flush on my face.
“We’ll break it into tiny pieces together later. But our pasts don’t define us and I’m done letting anything else that’s not happening right this very minute cloud my thoughts. I know that I haven’t been the most mature, and that hasn’t been fair to you. I’ll be better, I promise. And I think I’m in danger of loving you.” She makes a joking face like it’s a bad thing, then darts forward and gives me a quick kiss.
“Don’t tease me like that. I think I could fall in love with you very easily, Miss Banks. Don’t think I don’t see through your little walls.” I whisper, meeting her lips with mine and I’m two seconds from pulling her into my lap when a throat clears behind us.
We peer to the side, and it’s Kaija’s father. “Your sister’s awake and asking for you.” He gives a grim smile. “Nice to see you again, Harlan. I’m glad to see you’ve worked things out.”
I stand, gripping Kaija’s hand again. “Me too, Sir. Me too.”
29
Kaija
I feel my lip quivering when I enter the room, and Keyra looks up at me, smiling softly.
“Come here, you big baby.” I rush around the bed, hugging her as gently as I can because I don’t want to dislodge anything important.
“I can’t believe you called Mickey trouble.” I cry, burying my face in her shoulder. “You carry a gun.”
“A girl can never be too careful.” She rubs her free hand over my back, and I hear her sniffling too.
“I wouldn’t have forgiven you if you died.” I bite my lip, taking short breaths. The kind where you’re still crying but you know you need to breathe so you just sound like a hot mess.
“It was a through and through, didn’t even hit anything important.” She smiles, sitting back, and I drop into the chair beside her bed and lace our fingers. Everyone else comes in too, because it’s a private wing.
Mickey sits on the other side of her and takes her hand, and they share a long silent look that’s filled with emotion that makes me want to cry all over again.
My dad and Sina come in and kiss her forehead, standing back as the room fills quickly. Family. So much more of it than even I anticipated.
“Okay, she’ll need to rest soon but you’ve got about 10 minutes.” The nurse tells my dad, and he nods, thanking her.
Keyra looks at me and at Harlan, crossing her arms and wincing a little. “First things first, if you and Harlan haven’t made up, I’m kicking you out until you have.”
“You can’t make demands just ‘cause you were shot.”
“I can and I am.” She lifts her chin, and I roll my eyes.
“We made up, save your breath.”
There’s a knock on the door and my mom peeks her head in. “Got room for one more?”
She greets everyone, hugging my dad and Sina, and pulls up another chair by the bed next to me to put a hand on Keyra’s leg.
“This room is filled with love.” My mom smiles, and I look around again, a little overwhelmed. Jasmine is sitting with her cast propped up on a chair and gives me a thumbs up.
I catch Harlan’s eye and he winks at me from where he’s leaning against the wall. I’m not blushing.
We all talk and laugh for a bit, trading jokes and surprise that Keyra was the one to save the day.
I mean, it’s not a full surprise because everything she’s ever done, it’s been to protect our family.
I guess now I can’t bitch about it ever again.
Regardless of what happened before, now my life is different. I’m different. I’ve got more love than I could’ve ever imagined, and I’m blessed.
And I want to soak it all in, because there’s no telling what might happen tomorrow or next year. I just have to appreciate the moments for what they are.
There’s another knock on the door and we all look towards it, waiting to see who it reveals. We see flowers first, then a face.
Harlan whistles and I look at my sister, who’s fighting a smile and a heavy flush on her cheeks.
“Am I late for the party?” The deep voice rumbles and I stand, giving up my seat and gesturing towards it.
“Not at all. I think we were all just leaving, actually.” I hug Dane and stick my tongue out at my sister, everyone else starting to file out.
Mickey and I are the last ones and we make lewd gestures behind Dane’s back while my sister glares, before laughing and leaving the room.
Harlan’s leaning against the wall and straightens when I come out. Mickey gives me a look and I kiss her on the cheek with a hug.
“Go call Brandon.” I whisper, and she gives me a sad smile, but doesn’t say anything and walks away.
What’s that about? Obviously I’m missing some details.
I’ll have to ask her about it later.
“What do you say you go home with me and we have make up sex. A lot of makeup sex.” He slides his hands down my arms and I wrap them around his waist, nibbling at his stubbled jaw.
“Most romantic thing I’ve heard in awhile.” I whisper, rising up on my toes to kiss him. I missed the way he tastes, the way he feels. I feel content with his arms around me again, at peace. “Maybe we should get going before I find an empty hospital bed.”
I giggle when he scoops me up into his arms and heads to the elevator. My family is still at the end of the hall and I wave at them. “See you guys later!”
30
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Harlan
We relax in bed and recover from a fast, messy first round, our heavy breathing returning to normal. Sweaty skin becoming damp and warm.
Kaija curls up against me, sheets tangled around us and fingers softly trailing down my abs.
“I think I’ve forgotten my name.” She sighs, and I laugh deep from my belly, happy and amused at how pleased she sounds.
“I said it enough times when you were riding me, you’d think it’d be cemented in your brain.”
“I do love hearing my name on your lips.”
We turn to each other and begin kissing, licking and sucking each other’s lips. Tangling our tongues again. Our hands begin searching again. Tracing each other’s backs. Squeezing each other’s asses. Letting each other know we both want more.
“Mmm, I need to fuck you all over again, baby. Need more of this delicious ass. And these luscious tits. And this hot, fucking cunt.” She shudders against me, and I hide a grin. I know she likes to hear everything I want to do to her. She’s sensual, raw.
“I’m a little addicted to your dirty talk.” She whimpers, moving to her knees.
I lay on my back and she begins kissing my chest. Sucking on my nipples. Biting at my stomach. My thick, semi-hard shaft laying on its side, on my thigh. My balls start tightening in anticipation of feeling the warmth of her mouth enveloping me.
I could die with her mouth on me. Before we got the first time out of the way, I had to talk her down from the realization that Wesley could’ve shot me and she could’ve found me, and that would’ve been it.
No need to think about the past anymore. It’s just us. Just now.
She takes my shaft in her hand, lifting it to her precious lips as she begins to wrap them around the head of my cock.
“I feel you growing in my hands.” She whispers. “In my mouth. Coming alive.”
Fuck, hearing it from her turns me on just as much as she says hearing it from me does for her. She licks the underside, and puckers her lips to kiss the head of my cock. Running her lips all around it, she looks up to meet my eyes.
“Fuuuuck. You’re such a good little cocksucker, aren’t you, baby? Keep looking at me. Keep looking at me while you lick my shaft. While you kiss my tip. While you take the head of my cock between your lips.” I grit my teeth, anchoring my hands in my hair as she steadies herself and straddles my legs.
“God, you’re such a filthy when you want to be. Squeeze my shaft harder, baby. That’s it. Get it nice and thick. Get it ready to give your cunt another pounding. Get it ready to give that insatiable cunt another good, deep fucking. That’s it, baby. My beautiful girl.” My voice comes out on a growl as I pump my hips up, unable to control it. I need to be as deep as I can be, need to be completely surrounded by her.
“I love sucking you off.” She takes another long lick.
My cock is back at full attention now. My balls have tightened again and I’m pulsing hard. I stand up from the bed and grab her firmly, jerking her legs down the bed.
“One day soon, I’m going to bury my face in this pussy and not come up all day.” I spread her legs wide and kneel by the bed, pulling her directly in front of my face. She’s already making little sounds in the back of her throat, impatient, and I nuzzle my face and lips against her wetness…taking a deep inhale.
Her scent, her warmth, I want it all.
I push my tongue as deep into her pussy as possible. I take her clit in my mouth and lick it fast. The only sound in the room is the wet, sloppy sounds of me eating her cunt out and her moaning my name. Vigorously. It feels like I've been starving for her pussy all day.
I crawl up the bed and kiss her, sharing the taste of her cunt off my lips and tongue. Our kisses are messy, sloppy, but fucking perfect.
“When did you put a condom onnnnn?” Her last few words are a hard moan as I slide my cock into her, and jam my tongue deep into her mouth.
“I’m magic, baby.” I push all in immediately, all the way to my balls and hold there as I tongue-fuck her mouth. I feel her pulsing around me and I rotate my hips around to make sure she feels every bit of my cock in her again.
I reach under her and grab her lush ass and I pull her into me, so I can try and shove in any last remaining bit of cock that isn’t inside of her already.
“Feel. Every. Fucking. Bit. Of. My. Cock. Feel it, baby. Feel me filling you completely.” I love this position because I can see her face, see her reactions, watch the pleasure light her up.
“Filling up this ravenous fucking cunt completely. Giving it what it wants. What it needs. What it can’t live without. Squeeze my cock, baby. Let me feel you clench around my cock. That’s it. Fuuuuuck. Your cunt feels so fucking good, baby. So wet. So tight. So fucking hungry.” I whisper the words between licking at her ear and biting her neck.
“Shut up, I can’t deal with you.” She rakes her nails over my back and digs a hand in my hair, yanking it and pulling me away from her ear and kissing me again.
I place my hands on the back of her thighs. I push them back to her shoulders and start pounding into her. I start fucking her faster. Harder.
I look down to watch my fat cock thrusting in and out of her. Creamy juices collecting at the base of my shaft, forming a growing pool of cum. I reach down to scoop some of it up and bring it to her lips. She sucks on my fingers, licking them clean, as I push into her.
So eager, so open. I can’t imagine anything, anyone else.
“Does your cum taste good, baby?” She pinches her nipples and nods, and I slap her thigh. “Words, give me the words.”
“Yes, god yes.”
“Now, reach down and rub that fucking clit, baby. I need you to rub that fucking clit and make that pussy cum. I need to feel your cunt cumming around my cock. I need to feel you milking my fucking cock. Milking my fucking cock of its load. Do it, baby. Be a good little slut and make that pussy cum for me.”
I grab her wrist and bring her hand to my mouth. Licking the entirety of her fingers. Getting them soaking wet and placing them on her mound.
“That’s it, baby. Come on. Make that filthy little pussy cum. That’s it. Faster. I need it, baby. I need your cum. Need your orgasm. I need it so I can shoot inside of you. Come on, Kaija. Cum for me. Cum for my cock. Cum so I can blow my load. That’s it. Cum. Now.”
She starts to buck. Starts to moan. Starts to yell. I can feel her orgasm start to take over. God, it feels so fucking good.
I hold her in place so my cock doesn’t slip out. I begin to fuck her as hard as I’ve ever fucked her. Her thrashing is so fucking sexy. My thrusts are fast and powerful. I need to cum. Need to pound her. Need to pummel her. Need to punish this amazing cunt. Her screams finally send me over the edge.
“AAAAHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!”
I pull out and snatch the condom off, and my second orgasm is even more powerful than the first as I watch the first jet erupting, falling over her body.
The last remaining ropes of cum fall on her nipples and I straddle her body, moving closer. She opens her mouth to receive the last drops. It only makes me cum harder. The last of it dribbles onto her tongue.
I kiss her deeply and she kisses me back, the taste of her cum still clinging to her lips, now mixed with mine. I love that she doesn’t shy away from anything.
I collapse again, sliding to the side and pulling her on top of me. The room smells of sex and cum. Our sweaty bodies rub against each other. Both satisfied for the time being.
“You know, I was reading about this stuff called wax play…” She starts, voice sleepy, and I groan.
“Baby, let’s talk about it later, okay? I think you’re gonna teach me some things.”
“Damn straight.” She yawns, and I gather her closer. “Thanks for giving me another chance.”
“You’re very welcome, baby.” I kiss her forehead, barely keeping my eyes open. “So…how do you feel about piercing your nipples again?”
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