She opened her mouth to demand an answer when he sighed. “I met you at a party your brother threw when we were in high school.”
Keisha nodded. Brett had told her the same thing. “I was drunk.”
Garrith smiled, pushing her gently under the water to rinse her hair. “Were you ever! You gave quite a show when you were dancing with a friend.”
Keisha’s cheeks heated. “Really?” She didn’t know about that part.
Garrith lightly chuckled. “Oh yeah. You were feisty and knew what you wanted even though you were so young.”
She only wished she could remember. It sounded like a great story but it didn’t feel like hers. “So how did I meet you?”
Garrith’s eyes darkened. “You fell in my lap, love.”
“Really?” she asked, watching the droplets of water run down Garrith’s hard torso. Even though they were both naked and were obviously deeply attracted to each other, there was nothing sexual about showering with him. Her gaze flicked down to his large flaccid cock. Her skin flushed, remembering it inside of her. She was impressed at the control he had over his body.
Garrith pinched her chin, tilted her head to his and placed a soft kiss on her lips. “Where did you go?”
“I was thinking that we’re both in here naked and how most men would be…well…” Keisha stumbled over her words. Was she always shy when it came to talking about sex?
Garrith smirked. “You were thinking how most men would be hard?”
She chewed her bottom lip and nodded, unsure as to why it bothered her that he was so calm when her hormones were raging like a storm through her body.
He placed a firm kiss on her lips, letting them linger before slipping his tongue into her mouth. Running a hand down her back, he cupped her ass and pulled her flush against his body. His erection pressed against her stomach and she gasped. Garrith released her and kissed her forehead. “Don’t ever fucking think that I don’t want you just because I’m not hard. I’ve spent many years learning control over my body, love.”
Licking her lips, she itched to touch him. “Why?”
Garrith’s eyes heated. He didn’t seem to have any issues talking about their past sex life, but anything else and he was closed off. “I’ve never been a two-minute man. Even our first time lasted longer than I thought possible at such a young age but I wanted to give you more. I wanted to make it so I could please you for a whole night.”
“Garrith, please. Stop. I’m begging you.”
He chuckled and covered her swollen yet painful clit with his mouth, sucking a fourth orgasm from her core. “That’s it. Come hard for me, kitten.”
She screamed and bucked under his face.
Keisha gasped as a sharp pain shot between her eyes, making her fall to her knees. Her heart beat hard against her chest as the image came and went, like someone turned on a movie and shut it off instantly. Did she remember something?
“Keisha, what’s wrong?” Garrith asked, wrapping his arms around her.
She looked up at him, the pain behind her eyes receding slowly. “You called me kitten.”
Chapter 6
Keisha glanced up at Garrith threw her arms around him. He didn’t respond. He didn’t even confirm if she was right. He had called her kitten in the past, hadn’t he? Maybe she was losing it. Maybe it wasn’t a memory at all.
Garrith stiffened as their naked bodies pressed up against each other. Running a hand down her back, he cupped her ass, pulling her flush against him again.
Keisha lifted her head and stared into the depths of her…she didn’t even know what to call him. Boyfriend? Lover? Fuck buddy? “I’m right, aren’t I? You did call me kitten.”
Pain flashed in his eyes before he pulled her mouth to his, placing a hard kiss on her lips.
She pushed him away. “Why won’t you answer me?” She needed to know if she was actually remembering something and that it wasn’t just her imagination. She needed to know that she wasn’t going insane.
Garrith grabbed the back of her neck and covered her mouth, shoving his tongue hard in between her lips.
“Garrith,” she breathed. “Talk to me.”
He trailed kisses along her jaw and wrapped his arms around her tightly, resting his head in the crook of her neck. The hot water beat down against around them as they held each other. A moment of vulnerability passed between them.
Keisha frowned while running a hand over Garrith’s nape. Something had to have happened in the past to make him not want to talk about their relationship. He wouldn’t even confirm if him calling her kitten was true or not. She—
Garrith lightly bit her collarbone, making her core clench. She gasped at the unexpected, delicious feeling. Well, that was different. He did it again, making her moan. “Garrith.”
“You may not remember me, but your body sure does.”
Something switched in him in the last couple of minutes. He looked down at her and Keisha’s breath caught at the dark dominating glint in his eyes. He grabbed her wrists and held them behind her back. He leaned against the tub, a wicked smile on his lips.
Keisha swallowed, not knowing what to expect. “What…what are you doing?”
He smirked. “Don’t worry, kitten.”
He did call her that before; the ass just wouldn’t admit it! What the hell was his problem?
Before she had a chance to comment, he lifted her and covered her core with his mouth. She moaned at the impact, straddling his face while kneeling against the hard tub, shaking and trembling above him.
Flicking his tongue lightly over her clit, a fast explosion washed over her, making her cry out at the unexpected pleasure. “Garrith, wow, I—”
“Love, I’m just getting fucking started,” He growled and pulled her down onto his face, devouring her pussy completely.
Keisha cried out as she felt him everywhere.
He moaned, penetrating her with his tongue. He held her wrists tightly with one hand, flicking her clit with the other. He spread her folds and grazed his teeth over the hardened nub, making her come instantly. She screamed, moving her hips back and forth over his mouth as he swallowed the rest of her orgasm.
“Garrith,” she begged. “Please.”
He released her core with a resounding smack and lifted her onto shaky legs. He wrapped a hand around her neck, covering her mouth in a hard kiss.
Gently pushing her past him, he bent her over and, still holding onto her wrists, trailed a hand down her back, stopping just before her tailbone.
Keisha shivered, anticipation building.
“I just want you to know, kitten, that one touch, one kiss, one look from you can get me hard instantly.” Garrith ran the tip of his cock over her core, making her pussy clench with need.
She panted and tried pushing back but he held her still.
“I used to always call you kitten and our sex life was anything but ordinary but it worked for us. We both loved it but I don’t ever want to hear you calling yourself a freak again unless you are clearly joking. You fucking hear me?”
Keisha swallowed hard at the anger in his tone. She didn’t realize she had upset him. She was just being honest.
“Answer me.” His voice was firm, strong, and it sent shivers down her back. A sharp sting landed on her ass, making her cry out.
An electric jolt ran straight to her clit at the sharp impact. If it hadn’t been for Garrith holding her up, her knees would have buckled. “I hear you. I’m not a freak, but…”
Garrith soothingly rubbed the spot that stung from his hand. “But what, Keisha?”
Her cheeks heated. “Can you do that again?”
***
Garrith swallowed hard at Keisha’s question. He wanted to take things slow with her but the dominant side of him reared its controlling head when she tried demanding answers from him. She remembered him calling her kitten. Garrith’s heart jumped happily at that thought but it was still too soon. He would give her the answers she was looking for, just not yet.
He needed to do it on his time. Time to figure out how to tell her what he did to her. The decisions he had made for her when they were kids. She hated him once and he was fucking terrified that she would hate him again, but this time for good.
“Garrith?”
His love’s small voice interrupted his thoughts. He let his eyes rake over her naked body, her skin glistening from the water. Her cheeks were rosy from the quick orgasms and her deep green eyes bored into his, setting his soul on fire. A look of concern and anger flashed in them. She was pissed that he wouldn’t talk to her about their past. Maybe pissed that she wanted him to spank her again. He’d help her get over that, even if it was just for a little bit.
“What do you want, kitten?”
She licked her lips. “Please, spank me again.”
He rubbed his hand over the flesh of her ass and swatted her lightly, making her jump. A gasp escaped her lips, her green eyes darkening. Her likes and desires for his hands on her hadn’t changed and Garrith would show her more.
He fisted his hard cock and ran the tip over her drenched pussy before pushing his way inside her. The tight walls wrapped around his girth, squeezing him. He groaned at the snug feeling, shivers shooting down his back. He held her wrists tightly, pulled out and slammed back inside of her in a quick move, making her gasp. God, he loved the sounds that came out of her mouth.
“Garrith…oh God…”
He smirked and thrust harder into her, lifting her onto the balls of her feet. She cried out, her pussy clenching around him at the deep impact. He held her in place, watching her shake around him. “Feel me, kitten.”
She moaned. “I do.”
Garrith slowly pulled out and thrust back into her. “Good. Because by the time I get through with you, every time you move, every time you sit, you’re going to think of me. When your panties brush up against your clit, you’re going to remember that I was there.”
She shivered at his words, making him smile. He sped up his hips, his movements becoming frantic, pumping his cock into her like it was the last thing that he would do.
“God, Garrith,” Keisha panted.
Changing it up a bit, he held her wrists in each hand and used them as support as he thrust deeply into her. Her soaked pussy enveloped him as he powered into her with a ferocity he hadn’t felt in a long time. Their sex had always been intense but it was nothing like this. This time, he didn’t let her have any control at all as he used her body for both of their pleasure.
She twitched and moaned, her core gripping him tight.
“Come for me. Now,” he demanded and pushed into her as deep as he could go.
Keisha screamed, his name bouncing off the walls, and that set him off. His balls tightened and Garrith came hard, releasing into her drenched pussy. Slowing down his thrusts, he shook, his dick pulsing one last time before he let her go.
Changing the shower to a bath, he sat behind Keisha, placing her in between his legs. She didn’t say anything and he was concerned he had hurt her. Was he too rough? “Keisha?”
She leaned against him and ran a hand over his knee, her arm shaking slightly. He smiled smugly and kissed her head. He had used her good. Garrith ran his hands down her arms, rubbing some of the feeling back into them from being held behind her back for so long. His cock twitched.
Keisha sat up and slowly turned to him.
Garrith’s stomach dropped. She was crying. Oh, shit.
“I…I think you should leave,” she said so softly he almost didn’t hear her.
“Love, please—”
“Stop.” Her eyes hardened, narrowing into slits. “Just leave. Please.”
Her tone of voice was filled with anger but her eyes deceived her. She didn’t want him to leave, but he wouldn’t argue. Not yet, anyways. “Keisha.”
She crossed her arms under her full chest and glared at him. “Fine, you can stay but only if you talk to me. Tell me everything that happened before I got shot.”
Garrith’s skin hummed at the challenge in her eyes. He met her stare head on and opened his mouth to speak but no words came out.
Keisha shook her head. She rose to her feet and he watched her step out of the tub, wrapping a towel around her. “I want you out.”
Garrith shut off the water and pulled the plug, stepping out of the tub a moment later. “I need time. I—”
She shoved a finger in his face, which under different circumstances would have been funny since she was more than a foot shorter than him. She opened her mouth to say something and then sighed instead.
“We have to go see Sebastian and Tori, remember?” Garrith asked, wrapping a towel around his waist.
Keisha’s gaze roamed over his body, making his skin heat like she was caressing him herself. “Yes, I remember.”
“Are you coming with me?” He took a step towards her but she backed up, opening the door to her bedroom.
She huffed. “I guess I have to if I want to see them, since I don’t have my own car.”
Garrith smiled to himself, knowing he would get more time with her whether she liked it or not.
Chapter 7
After getting dressed, Garrith let Keisha be alone and went in search of water. After three wonderful sessions with her, his body was stiff and sore in all the right places.
Once reaching the kitchen, he grabbed a bottle out of the fridge and downed it in one breath.
“Rough night?”
Garrith turned to Brett standing behind him, leaning against the counter. Garrith opened his mouth to say something when he noticed a red headed woman walk by and the sound of the front door slamming shut a moment later. Brett didn’t comment or flinch so Garrith shrugged it off. Guess he was finally getting over Tori in his own way.
“You don’t seem surprised to see me here,” Garrith stated, throwing out the bottle.
“I’m not. You just better not up and disappear this time.”
Garrith smiled at Brett’s protection over his sister. He respected the guy for it. He didn’t plan on leaving but if he and Keisha couldn’t work out their shit, then he’d leave for good.
“I don’t plan on leaving anytime soon…” Garrith’s voice trailed off as Keisha walked into the living room. She was wearing a knee-length summer dress that made her tanned skin glow, or maybe it was the multiple orgasms he had given her…either way¸ she was gorgeous. Garrith’s dick jumped in his pants at the sight. Brett followed his gaze and looked back at him. Stepping toe to toe with him, he clapped a hand on the back of Garrith’s neck and leaned down to his ear. The scent of musk and sex invaded his nostrils.
“You fucking hurt my sister again, I will hunt you down and break every single bone in your body, making you wish you were dead,” Brett whispered. “You hear me?”
Garrith smirked. Brett had reminded him so much of Sebastian Chelios. It had amazed him that even though they hated each other, they were so much alike. Too bad they didn’t get along; they would make a great team. “Oh yeah, I hear you all right.” And Brett was the calm, collected one. Please. Garrith knew he had it in him.
Brett stepped back but his eyes remained cold. “I don’t want to have to pick up the fucking pieces again. She may have no memory of you but I know she still loves you. You just need to learn some damn patience.”
Garrith didn’t respond and he wouldn’t admit, not even to himself, that Brett was right. He bit the inside of his cheek and glared.
“Hey, what’s going on?”
Garrith and Brett both turned towards Keisha.
“Just a friendly conversation between friends,” Brett answered for them.
Yeah. Right.
Keisha scoffed, looking between them. “Yeah. Right.”
Garrith turned and walked out of the kitchen, smiling to himself. God, he loved her.
He put on his shoes and heard whispering in the kitchen. Garrith sighed and leaned against the door, scrubbing a hand down his face. He didn’t know how to fix things with Keisha. Had no fucking idea, real
ly.
Pulling his keys out of his hand, he played with them, waiting for her. Since they had an hour’s drive to Sebastian and Tori’s, they needed to leave soon. Being in the vehicle for an hour with Keisha. By themselves. Just them and the big metal beast. Garrith’s cock stirred. Images of when he first got the vehicle reigned full force in his head. Keisha’s head bobbing in his lap while he drove. Her warm mouth wrapped around—
“Are you ready?”
Garrith jumped, his fantasy popping like a balloon. Keisha raised an eyebrow in question. He cleared his throat and moved out of the way, praying that his dick behaved and wouldn’t pitch a tent in his pants. She frowned and pushed past him, opening the door.
Brett came around the corner, his eyes darkening. Threats left unsaid.
Garrith nodded once and followed Keisha out into the hall, closing the door behind him. He leaned against it, took a deep breath, and watched Keisha walking in front of him. The dress hugged her curvy figure in all the right places and he couldn’t help but stare at her shapely but delicious backside.
“Are you staring at my ass?” Keisha asked, stopping halfway down the hall.
Garrith smiled. She knew him well and didn’t even know it. She pressed the button for the elevator and crossed her arms under her full chest. Garrith walked up and could feel her watching him out the corner of her eye. He stood behind her, placed his hands on her bare arms and leaned down. Letting his breath wash over her ear, he tightened his hold on her soft skin. She went stiff, her breathing picked up, and Garrith noted the goose bumps that coated her flesh. Simply beautiful.
He cupped the back of her neck and ran his thumb over the soft skin just under her ear, making her shiver. Garrith’s cock stirred at the sight, needing to be inside her again and soon. Running his hands down her arms, he took a step closer to her, pulling her against him. Her breath hitched. Even though she was mad at him, which she had every right to be, her body responded to him and he reveled in it. Craved it, even. More.
***
Keisha couldn’t believe how her body reacted to a simple touch from Garrith, but she couldn’t give in again. As much as she wanted to dive under his clothes right then and there, she needed answers. She needed to find out what happened to them to make him scared to tell her everything from their past. He wouldn’t admit it, but she could tell that he was terrified about telling her the details of their relationship. Besides the sex, she knew nothing, and even then she felt like she didn’t know it all. She could sense that he was holding back.
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