Page 51 of Love Locked
“Tell me, princess.” He inhaled her scent and started kissing her lips again. Hot. Firm. Urgent.
She groaned and wrapped her arm around his neck. “Bir—I… I need you.” Kyra groaned, pushing her tongue into his mouth and grabbing a fistful of his silky hair. “Make this ache go away... Please don’t stop…” She whimpered, and immediately Kabir’s arms wrapped around her waist, lifting her up.
“I’m gonna make you feel so good, baby. You’re going to beg me to fuck you.” His control snapped.
This was it.
The longing in her voice, the passion in her touch, was enough to shatter his calm. He lifted her and wrapped her legs around his waist, his hands gripping her ass, holding her against him. They kept kissing and kissing. He kissed her like he wanted to fill her with hope and dispel any shyness she might have had about being intimate with anyone.
Kabir growled against her lips and started to walk, kissing her everywhere all the while. He kicked open his bedroom door, breaking the hinges in the process…but he didn’t care. The room was dark except for one lamp next to his bed. He set her down on his desk and stood between her legs, his mouth back on hers—taking her breath away.
Kyra moaned as he yanked down one of the cups of her bra, taking the hardened peak in his mouth. She gasped and wrapped her legs tighter around him, letting her head fall back because of how exquisite it felt.
“Bir…” He sucked harder, twirling his tongue against her pebbled nip, making her wetter and wetter by the second.
“You’re gorgeous, baby,” he groaned, pulling down her other cup and showering the same love on her other breast.
Suddenly, he pulled back, and Kyra moaned in protest. He looked at her and reached up to cup her face, giving her a slow, tender kiss before reaching between them and pushing down her skirt.
Kyra felt her heartbeat quicken as she realised what he wanted to do. All her life, she had thought of only one man who would have the privilege of taking her virginity. Maybe this was something they called fate.
This was her moment, the one she had been waiting for. The one where she was going to lose her virginity to the man of her dreams. Her first crush. Her first love. She quickly got off the desk and took off her skirt and blouse completely, leaving her with just her panties and bra.
Kabir yanked his shirt off, revealing miles of strong, male-ripped chest muscles. He took in Kyra standing in just her bra and panties, and his eyes filled with admiration and lust. He lauded her bravery and boldness because she was looking back at him hungrily, silently begging him to take her to his bed. Looked like she was ready…and so was he.
Kabir picked her up and laid her down on the bed, following close behind. He lay on top of her, kissing her senselessly, gripping her waist while sucking on her neck, licking and biting. She moaned, and he knew it would leave red marks, but that’s what he wanted to do. Mark her as his and claim her as his lover.
Kyra raked her nails down his back and groaned, rocking her hips against his hardness. “Please, Bir...” She begged.
Kabir chuckled against her neck and lifted his head to look at her. He placed his hand over her panties in a proprietary gesture. “Do you trust me, baby?”
“Yes,” she replied instantly.
He was awestruck by her pure honesty. Her trust in him was overwhelming. He wanted to make her first time and all the times after this memorable, but for that, Kyra needed to know he was always in control in the bedroom. He stared at her while kissing her neck and rubbing his fingers against her soaked panties. “First, I want you to know I respect you, princess. I admire you. But I’ll take charge of everything in the bedroom. I want you at my mercy. I’ll get to know your body and heighten your pleasure by making you yearn for me. I will make you scream with pleasure. But outside of here, you fucking own me, darling. I’ll make you fucking happy. And I’ll make sure that nothing bad ever happens to you.”
Kyra was speechless. His sensitive side made her heart beat fast and the dominant side made her wetter. This declaration was equivalent to a love declaration in her sex-muddled brain. But before Kyra could respond, Kabir slipped his finger inside her, and she gasped. Her eyes rolled up in pleasure, her breath coming hard and fast. He caressed her core intimately, and she moaned with want, pulling his head up for a searing kiss.
Kabir didn’t need to be asked. Without holding back, he pressed his lips firmly on hers, licking and nibbling her skin as he moved down her body.Fuck.He was high, absolutely high on her at this moment.
Kyra bent her neck at an odd angle and kissed his nipples before stroking his glorious pecs. Pure hunger and approval caused him to groan. He undid her bra, freeing her luscious breasts, and leaned over to kiss and massage them.
“You’re so responsive, baby,” he said as he leaned over and kissed the inside of her thigh.
He chuckled, his laugh tickling Kyra’s skin and making her squirm. She tried to get away from him when she realised what he was about to do.
“Relax, Ky. I’m going to taste you and you’re going to scream my name.” Kabir commanded.
“No one had ever...” She was blushing hard as he dragged his lips over her centre.
“I know, princess. Just let go.” His tongue parted her folds, and licked her deep and long. She moaned loudly and thrust her hips in his face. He kept licking her, nibbling her, and she was in heaven. She forgot even her name, let alone feeling shy about it. He grabbed her breasts by trailing his hand up her hip. She let out a low gasp as her muscles tightened wildly.
He looked at her face, which was pink and awash with pleasure. He mentally clicked a pic of the beautiful scene in front of him and stroked her right there with all the passion and vigour, and she screamed in ecstasy. Her muscles tensed, and he again licked her centre. Her body caught fire beneath his warm tongue as he lazily lapped her slit to make her lose it again and again.
Kyra went mad riding the waves of unending pleasure. Even she was itching to touch him. She moved her hand to brush her fingertips over his torso as the city lights spilled through the window, highlighting his athletic build. She lost her mind when his thumb formed circles on her clit while his tongue did its job of stroking her. This feeling was heavenly, and she decided then and there that she was done with battery-operated vibrators for life, as it was time for the real thing now onwards. She bit her bottom lip to hold back her screams as she rode the wave of pleasure, but it was in vain. He held her and stroked her back in soothing patterns as she slowly gained her senses and muttered, “Wow.”
“This is nothing compared to what you’ll feel when we’ll make love, baby.” Kabir gave her a passionate look before giving her a rough-and-tender kiss at the same moment.
Kabir shifted back and removed his pants with a swift, forceful motion, making Kyra drool as she took in everything of him, from his tanned skin to his ripping muscles. Kyra wanted every inch of Kabir—who was magnificent and perfectly proportioned—inside her right away.
