Stolen by Truths (Truth or Lies 4)

She rests over my hips, and I hold her gently, giving her space to fuck me when she’s ready. But her eyes tell me this isn’t what she wants.

“What do you want?” I croak.

“For you to fuck me.”

I nod. She doesn’t want to be on top.

Carefully, I roll us around on the lounger until she is underneath me.

I’ve never been so scared in my life. My body is hard as steel, that won’t be the problem. But I’m scared that with one thrust I could ruin everything we’ve gained.

I want to tell her I love her. But a few hours after the worst night of her life doesn’t seem like the right time. So I don’t. When I tell her, I want it to be the only thing on either of our minds.

Slowly, I spread her legs and watch her breathing speed.

“We don’t have to, stingray.”

“Stop calling me stingray.”

I sigh. “I’ll do whatever you want, baby. Just tell me what you want.” It hurts she doesn’t want me to call her stingray. She may think Zeke was the only one that had any input in that name. He may have taken credit for it and told her first, but it was as much mine as his. It was as much Langston’s as his. It’s the name three men who love her use to describe her. And it hurts she doesn’t love the name anymore.

But if she doesn’t want me to say the name tonight, I won’t.

“Fuck me,” she says again, grabbing my hips to pull toward her.

My cock rests between her legs, but I’m not sure I can enter her without her push. I don’t want to hurt her after what she went through.

She reaches up to my neck, and starts kissing me, and we both forget. We get lost in the kiss. I can’t get close enough to her. Closer and closer our tongues slip inside. Our chests press together. And…

…then I’m inside her.

As if I’ve always belonged inside her. As if nothing has changed. It feels as spiritual as any other time I’ve fucked her. She is still my home.

I rock, and she moans in delight.

Kai is still mine.

Everything else disappears. And only us exist. This wonderful connection Kai and I share is back in full force. We just needed this connection of our bodies to find it again.

I fuck her slow.

I fuck her fast.

She fucks me back.

Time moves differently, but eventually, she comes, and then I do too, in a beautiful ending to the worst story of my life.

But when I pull out of her, everything changes. And I realize that wasn’t a welcoming home. That was a goodbye.

I hold her in my arms, trying to get the feeling back, but it doesn’t come. And as she closes her eyes and drifts off, I realize the darkness is still upon us. And that darkness is stronger than ever before.

27

Kai

Milo…

“No!”