20. Kinsley

20

KINSLEY

Sharing Tiberius’s bed these past few nights has been wonderful and frustrating. The man has stuck to his word of not taking my virginity before I’m eighteen. I do feel closer to him because of our shared space. He’s held my naked body against his, and we’ve talked about anything and everything.

His chest rises and falls with each breath as he sleeps, while my gaze roams over his exposed skin. It’s sun-kissed and adorned with intricate ink.

I stick my tongue out and lick one of his nipples. He groans, and his erection hardens against my hip. I carefully slide on top of him. His hands instinctively reach for me and pull me closer as he starts to wake. With a mischievous grin, I continue exploring his body with my lips and tongue, eager to wake him up in the best way possible. He arches his hips, and the thick length of him wedges between the lips of my pussy. I release a soft moan as his hardness presses against me, my body responding eagerly to his touch. As he fully awakens, his hands roam over my skin, and the desire between us is palpable in the air.

Tiberius slowly rocks his hips, creating new tension in my body.

"Kinsley," he groans.

"I'm eighteen today, and it's my turn," I tell him.

I bring my lips to his and kiss him. His hands tighten around me as he pulls me closer with a hunger in his eyes that matches my own.

I wiggle down his body, licking my way as I go. His breath hitches as I reach my destination. I take him in my mouth and savor the taste of him. He moans softly, his fingers threading through my hair as he guides me in rhythm with his movements.

"Kinsley," he says in warning, which I ignore.

I wrap a hand around him and stroke while I lap at the precum oozing from him. His grip on my hair tightens, urging me to take him deeper. The intensity of his pleasure is palpable as I continue to please him with fervor.

My pussy feels swollen with arousal, and my nipples are hard and tingly. I notice that Tiberius now has his hands fisted in the covers beneath us while I lavish his cock.

He plops out of my mouth as I move up his body. His eyes hold mine. Straddling him, I lift myself up and take hold of him. I place him at my entrance and slowly push downward so he enters me slightly.

"Fuck, Kinsley, I'm never going to survive you." His hands land on my hips.

Without dislodging his cock, I sit more upright and press down harder on him.

"Help me, Tiberius. I want every inch of you inside me."

His hold tightens as his fingers dig into my hips, and with one hard thrust, he pulls me down, burying himself deep inside me.

I cry out as pain lances through me. I squeeze my eyes closed, but a tear slips free.

"Don't move. Breathe, Kinsley," Tiberius instructs.

He grips me to him. I catch my breath as pleasure ripples through me. I feel his lips on my neck and his warm breath against my skin.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers, and I feel myself melting into him.

The pain gradually disappears as a wave of ecstasy replaces it, leaving me gasping for more with each slow slide of his cock.

"Oh," I exclaim.

Tiberius’s eyes light up. "That's it." He's propped up in bed and lets his eyes rove over me. "I never expected to wake up with your mouth on me."

I smirk. "You feel really big inside me."

"Your pussy is strangling my cock." He cups my breasts. "And these are the prettiest breasts I've ever seen."

"Seen a lot, then?"

He laughs. "I'm not having this conversation. All you need to know is that yours are the only ones I'm ever going to touch from this point forward."

Wrapping his arm around me, he rolls me to my back. I cradle him to my body with my ankles hooked over his legs.

He pants hard and gathers me into his arms. "I don't want an inch between us while I make love to you."

His mouth covers mine in a sensuous kiss. His hips start moving, and I moan into his mouth as pleasure builds swiftly. I feel his warmth surrounding me, his breath mingling with mine as our bodies move together in perfect harmony. Every touch, every kiss, and every movement is filled with an intensity that leaves me breathless and wanting more.

"I've got you," he whispers. "Let go."

I hunt for his mouth and enjoy the sensual kiss he offers me. It feels like it lasts for an eternity, but then I feel it. The coil of pleasure is about to burst. Tiberius kisses my lips softly before he deepens it, furiously hungry.

His hands roam over my body, igniting a fire within me that threatens to consume us both. The world falls away as we surrender to the passion that binds us together in this moment of pure ecstasy. A wail leaves my mouth, captured in his, as my orgasm tears through me. My muscles convulse around his cock, sucking and pulling. The pleasure doesn't stop. Tiberius curses and I feel him thick and pulsating as he jerks with every pull of his release. His thick, hot cum splashes inside me, and a full-body shudder runs through me.

We collapse together, spent and breathless, our bodies still entwined in the aftermath of our shared release. Tiberius presses a tender kiss to my forehead, his eyes filled with a mixture of love and desire.

"I can't fucking move." He laughs, which turns into a wince when he pulls out of me.

I whimper, and he rolls over on his back, taking me with him so that I'm sprawled across him. Tiberius wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer as we lie in a tangle of limbs, our hearts racing in sync. The room is filled with the sweet scent of sex and satisfaction, a reminder of the intense connection we share in these moments of pure bliss.

He brushes my lips with his own and says, "Happy birthday, sweetheart.”

"Best present ever.” I grin. “Have I told you how my knees go weak when you call me sweetheart?”

“Is that so?”

“Mm-hmm,” I murmur, wiggling closer.

He chuckles. "Once you are healed, I'll be able to fuck you anywhere." He grabs my bottom. "Against the wall in my office. Over the desk."

"I want you again," I say.

"You need a bath and a few days to recover."

"What!" I lift my head and stare at him.

He laughs. “Sweetheart, I have a big fucking cock. You were a virgin. I can't fuck you again until your pussy is no longer raw."

"That isn't fair," I complain, feeling Tiberius harden against me.

Oh, he's ready for more!

"The second the soreness is gone, I will love you over and over again."

"Promise?"

"I promise." He kisses the tip of my nose. "When I can walk again, we'll take a bath, and then I will see about breakfast for us."

"There are a lot of preparations to do today as well," I remind him.

"Yes," he says.

I worry about the party tonight. Tiberius doesn't think there will be any trouble because his men will be everywhere. He's worried about afterward. I'm worried about the whole thing. If Cannon Edge murdered my parents, then what will stop him from killing me?