Page 133 of Fighting For Light
“I still can’t believe our little boy was in here,” he whispers, then looks up, meeting my eyes. “I can’t wait to put a baby in you,” he says thickly.
I grin and reach up to his hair, brushing the few strands out of his face. “Soon,” I rasp.
His eyes widen. “You’re really ready that quickly?”
“We need to wait a little longer, but yeah.”
He groans and kisses my belly button.
“I can’t wait to feel all of you against me, to see you beneath me,” he says and continues his way down my stomach to my wide hips and thick thighs. He bites the skin on my inner thighs gently and puts his fingers back between my legs.
“Lay back,” he says, pressing three fingers between my breasts. He grabs my calves and lifts my legs to his shoulders before sinking down onto the bed. I can feel him smile against the delicate skin of my inner thigh. He groans and closes his eyes as he nips at me.
“Shh, baby,” he grins. I bite my lower lip, trying to stay quiet. “Mierda,“ he grunts.
I lift my head, and our eyes lock in a silent battle of chasing our untamed pleasure as he lifts me into the sky until we slam back down, leaving me limp and gasping. He stands and comes back over me, and I slide my hands to his shoulder blades, gentlygrazing my fingers up and down. He shivers and kisses me so deeply, thoroughly, that love bursts from my heart.
My knees come back to his waist, and he doesn’t waste any time gently pushing himself into me. I gasp with a slight twinge of pain, and he waits for a moment, knowing I need it. I nod, and he continues pushing forward until his body is pressed against mine, chest to chest. The position leaves me no room but to look at the man who changed my world forever. I clasp his face in my hands and kiss him gently, leaning my forehead down against his as he looks up with nothing but love shining through them. Our breaths are slow and deep, like our movements as we make love to each other. It’s languid and pulls at every heartstring in my body that’s tied to him.
“I love you,” I tell him, my voice wavering. He moans and thrusts his hips, kissing me slowly and softly. The stark contrast between his pounding hips and his slow tongue bathes me in his consuming heat.
“You are my everything,” he grunts between sharp inhales. I grasp his sweaty skin as his angled hips send unrelenting shocks of electricity through me.
“Kai,” I gasp.
“Not yet, gem, not yet,” he grunts.
I whimper, trying to keep the flood of endorphins back. Then he pulls away from me, gripping my knees and holding me wide as he drives back into me. His abs expand and contract as I grasp for purchase on the sheets. He smiles, giving me all he’s got, making the headboard thump against the wall.
Kai lets go of my knees, and I lock my ankles at his back. With one hand between us and the other covering my mouth, he looks me in the eye and commands me.
“Now, gem, now,” he groans, pressing his thumb down.
My back arches, my limbs shake, and bright stars appear in my vision as we launch ourselves off the ramp and float as Kai givesus wings. I scream so hard into his hand my voice goes hoarse, and a tear runs down my face. I lock my ankles harder, urging him to keep going until he can’t.
He drops his head into my neck and groans into my skin before biting down on my shoulder to muffle his moans. The sharp sting of pain sets off another wave of pleasure as Kai slows his movements.
He drops to his elbows, drawing out every passionate breath between us as he smoothly guides himself inside me. Our chests rub, and I moan into his shoulder as another shock flutters through my body. He relents and stays on top of me while I hug my arms around his neck with my ankles around his back. I don’t want him to move. I want to feel his weight on mine.
He groans, relaxing further into me as his warm breath brushes against my chest. I smile at the ceiling, dragging my fingertips over his back.
Kai rolls to the side and pulls me into his chest, laying kisses over my shoulder and up my neck until he reaches my mouth. He hums, and I smile because my heart is so full. He rubs my lower lip with his thumb and pulls it down gently.
“I love you,” he says.
I look up and smile. “I love you, too, and that was…”
“Everything,” he says against my lips.
“And more,” I whisper.
“We need a shower,” he says behind a groan. I giggle into his chest and take a deep breath, sighing.
“You already had a shower.”
He chuckles darkly. “Yeah, and then you went and got me all dirty.”
I sit up to look at him, frowning. “Who is calling who dirty?” I grumble.
