Page 76 of Unfolding Kiara

Rio smacked his head, “Volt!”

Liam patted my back, giving me an odd look as I coughed and swallowed a mouthful of water, rubbing my chest.

I cleared my throat, “Volt, you know what happened. She was engaged when I met her.”

He rolled his eyes, “Then she broke up with the model dude to be with you. Didn’t she move in after a week when her engagement ended?”

My silence was enough to make him nod. “Exactly. Women are simple. So is Kiara. If you have the same feelings, which I know you do,tell her. If you don’t, which is a lie, then don’t complicate shit between you two.”

I stared down at my empty plate, processing his words. Even Rio was gaping at him while Liam called the waitress for the cheque. Whatever Volt said might be true, but Kiara was no simple woman. She had asked to have my baby, not a relationship where I could even dream about settling in with her. No, she just wanted me for the baby. That much was clear by how she closed herself off from me last night.

When I reached back to the house, I took a couple of deep breaths, controlling myself before facing Kiara. Yes, I wanted to control her, but not when I was angry at her. I wondered if I should let it go, but as soon as I saw her worried face and her large amber eyes, I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep without touching her, having her writhe underneath me.

“Ethan, can we talk now?” She asked, her voice small. Her eyebrows were furrowed with worry as I dropped my car keys in the bowl and walked toward her.

My eyes shamelessly roved over her tiny body. She was wearing a long t-shirt that ended on her thighs, her face devoid of any makeup and her wavy hair tamed down.

Threading my hand through her hair, I pulled her closer and pressed my lips on her. The kiss was rough as I took her in my arms, savoring her taste. Her breath was minty, and I knew she was preparing to sleep after talking to me. Not anymore.

“Ethan,” she gasped when I took her to my room, “we . . . we,uh, we need to talk.”

I squeezed her ass, growling when I found nothing but tiny underwear. “Shut up, Kiara,” I breathed, “Let me fucking kiss you.”

I kissed her, licking her lips, biting them until she opened up to me, allowing our tongues to dance with each other. She sighed against the kiss, the soft sounds eliciting from her lips making me go insane while my feet padded toward my room.

It had sliding doors that opened up to the pool in my backyard. The air was cool in the room as our bodies pressed against each other, her nipples hard as pebbles against my shirt. I only leaned away from her to turn on the soft lights near my bed.

“Ethan.” Kiara let out a small gasp of pain and pleasure when I yanked her hair back, glared down at her with feral hunger in my eyes.

She took a sharp breath and released a small whimper when I clenched my jaw, wondering about all the filthy things that had been running through my head. I could smell her sweet feminine arousal as she tried to clench her legs for some friction.Cute.

Lowering my head, I kissed her ear, biting the earlobe and pressing the pads of my fingers on her scalp, gently massaging it. Her body shivered in my arms, making me smile. She was always so responsive to my merest touch.

I brushed my lips on her cheek. “You are mine for tonight.”

Tracing my other hand underneath her t-shirt, I continued, “No Jake. None of your nightstand. No rough sex, no lovemaking, or any shit.” A sweet moan slipped past her lips when I pressed my middle finger directly over her clitoris through her drenched underwear. “Just us, Kiara. Fucking until either of us passes out.”

Kiara looked at me as if she was about to orgasm, her knees buckling, but I tugged her hair. “Understood?”

She nodded.

A rough growl emitted from my throat, my teeth scraping on her slender neck, over her beating pulse. “I need words, Kiara.” She stayed still, breathing hard as if she was under some kind of spell. “Do you want me to use that tongue somewhere else,hmm? Is that what you want?”

I squeezed her ass and landed a harsh spank on her ass, making her jump.

She trembled and clenched her jaw. “Yes, Ethan. I understand. I am yours.” Her golden-brown eyes glared at me through her thick lashes when her hand lowered to my pants, cupping my raging hard on. “Only if you’re mine for tonight.”

I sighed when her palm stroked me through my pants. “It’s cute that you think you are in control tonight,” I whispered, kissing her lips one more time before I pulled away.

“Strip out of your clothes,” I said, unbuttoning the top buttons of my shirt.

Her feeble fingers tugged on the hem of her t-shirt before she pulled it over her head. My eyes devoured the way her soft golden skin glowed, begging me to flog her and to see a red hue on them. I licked my lips, watching the strands of her hair brushing over her perky breasts when she removed her thong. The scent of her feminine arousal hovered in the air.

So fucking sweet.

“Aren’t you going to undress?” she asked, her eyes trailing over my clothes.

“Not yet,” I said. “I want to play with you first.”

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