But then she pushes back.
“No, Cody,” she says, looking at me. “I need you to know that you hurt me tonight.”
I hurt her?
“Excuse me,” I tell her, backing up. “I’m not the one that told the mayor you have no idea who your own stepbrother…”
Kim pushes me away even further, her eyes squinting.
“Do you think I liked doing that?!” she yells at me. “Do you think I want to hide from the world the man that I’m falling in love with?”
Fuck.
“But guess what? He’s too busy being a jackass and a fucking tool. All he cares about is fucking and some juvenile rich-kid problems,” she spits at me. “He has no idea about life or responsibility. How does that make me feel?”
Fuck.
“How am I supposed to feel safe, and taken care of when I don’t even know where you’re going to be or what you’re going to end up doing if I leave you alone?” she asks me, tears falling down her eyes. “How would you take care of our family?”
Fuck.
Sorry, I just have nothing to say.
Because she said she was falling in love with me.
I’ve been too scared to tell her how I feel.
“Kim,” I say quietly and it’s so quiet and my voice is so deep that she stops and looks at me.
“I love you, Kim,” I tell her.
She’s about to roll her eyes when I take a few steps close to her.
“You don’t have to say anything yet.” I say. “But let me prove it to you.”
She looks at me puzzled.
“Give me three months, and let me show you how much I love you.”
My cock is already hard as fuck, firmly nestled between her ass cheeks, and she starts rocking her body, grinding against me. Hooking my fingers on her waist I make her turn to me, my mouth hungrily looking for hers. My lips slowly hike from her neck to her chin, and only then do I press my mouth against hers. Fucking hell, I was never into romantic kissing, but with her I'm game for pretty much everything.
I’m going to show you.
I’m going to show her the man that I can be.
“You promise?” she asks me and I can tell she’s thinking of trusting me.
I fucking love her.
Don't you dare to fucking judge me; I'm not turning into a sentimental fuckwad. Far from that. It's just that there's something about her...
I nod and she starts to smile.
I come even closer.
Our lips brush as the warm water runs down both our bodies, maddening desire starting to take control of me. Our kiss grows wild, our tongues battling against each other in a frenzied embrace. I nibble at her full lips, gently pulling on them – fuck, I've never tasted lips that were so fucking perfect. You'd think that God himself designed them so that they could drive men all around the world completely fucking crazy with lust.
I let one hand slide down her body and around her waist, my fingers brushing against her wet pussy – and I can assure you she's not wet because of the running water. Pressing one finger right above her clit, I start to rub it there; her lips are parted and her eyes closed, her body pulsing with so much desire I can almost feel it on the atmosphere.