He was wrong earlier. This isn’t just fucking. This, right here, right now… it’s so much more.
My nails scratch at his thighs, needing to brand myself on him just like he does every time he so much as touches me.
His lips trail across my neck and shoulder until he sucks my earlobe into his mouth.
“You feel like fucking heaven, and I never want to leave.”
“So don’t,” I whisper back. “I’m here. I’m yours. Take whatever you need.”
“Fuck, Kas.”
His movements get more and more erratic as we both start to chase our releases.
“Can’t get enough. Fucking addicted,” he mutters in my ear between his heaving breaths. “So fucking good, my dirty little girl.”
“Spike,” I moan as my body begins to tighten with my impending release.
He sits up, his fingers finding my clit to help push me over the edge.
“Come, Tiny. Come all over my cock and show me how fucking good this is.”
“Oh shit. Fuck, fuck, fuck, Spike,” I scream as he pinches my little bundle of nerves and sends me crashing over the edge.
“Fuuuuuuck,” he roars only a second later before his cock twitches violently inside me as he fills me, marking himself on me in yet another way.
Once he’s finished, he falls down onto my right side, making sure to stay away from my bandage, and tucks his face into the crook of my neck as we both fight to catch our breaths.
Long minutes pass with just the sounds of our heavy breathing filling the room.
“This shouldn’t be happening,” he admits quietly.
“I think we both accepted that it is, a while ago.”
“I’m not talking about you being Zach’s sister.”
“Oh?”
His hand skims up my body, causing goosebumps to erupt in his wake before he cups my cheek and turns my head so I have no option but to look at him.
“How I’m feeling. It shouldn’t be happening. I promised myself I wouldn’t ever let it happen again.”
My breath catches in my throat as I allow his admission to sink in.
“W-what are you feeling?” I ask, although I’m not entirely sure I’m prepared for the answer.
“I’m…” He hesitates, breaking our eye contact for a beat before he seems to get a grip of himself and looks me in the eye once again. “I’m falling for you, Tiny, and no matter what I do, I can’t seem to stop it.”
“Fuck,” I breathe.
To my utter shock, my response makes him bark out a laugh. “Yeah, that’s about how I feel too.”
“Spike, I don’t know–”
“Shhh, enough talking. I’m not done with you yet.”
“Oh?” I ask, a salacious smile appearing on my lips.
“I need to make the most of my time before you disappear, on me.”
“Who says I’m disappearing?”
“You did. You told Zach earlier that you didn’t want to live here.”
I think back to my brother’s visit. How was that only this morning? It feels like a fucking year’s passed since then. I remember him storming out and not knowing what his issue was. It’s only now I realise what I said.
My eyes soften as I look at his concerned face. This time it’s my turn to cradle his cheeks in my hands.
“You don’t think I want to live here?”
He shrugs. I’ve never seen him so unsure of himself. It’s totally endearing that this big, confident, self-assured man can show me this side of him. I’m not sure many people have seen this Spike before.
“I only said that because it’s what he wanted to hear. I’ll stay here as long as you’ll have me.”
A little of his previous sparkle brightens his eyes.
“But across the hall?”
“If you want me to.”
“And if I want you right here? In my bed with me every night. What would you say then?”
“I’d say that I’d certainly consider it.”
“Oh, it’s like that, is it?”
He pulls me on top of him, my core lining up with his already hard cock. I rock down on him, making his eyelids flicker with pleasure.
“I’m not one to make life easy. You should know that by now.”
“Don’t I fucking just,” he mutters, lifting me with ease so I can sink down onto him. “Fuck. I swear it gets better every time you surround me.”
I smile down at him before circling my hips, causing his fingers to tighten on my thighs.
“Hmmm… I think I might need some more evidence before I form an opinion on that.”
“I’ve got all the time in the world for evidence, Tiny.” He stretches his arms out to the side. “Now ride me. Show me just how dirty my girl can be.”
24
Spike
I look up to find Kas staring at me as if I’m a puzzle she’s trying to work out.
“What?” I ask hesitantly.
“When you said earlier… that this shouldn’t be happening. What did you really mean?”
I shove the food on my fork into my mouth, mostly just to give me a bit of thinking time. I hadn’t intended to say those things to her earlier, they just kind of fell from my lips in the moment. My need to be honest with her about how she makes me feel too much to deny.
My heart begins to race as I consider the possibility of talking about my past and laying everything out on the table.
“Why shouldn’t it happen again? What happened before?” she prompts when she must sense that I’m trying to figure out a way out of this.
“There was… um… someone.”
“I knew it,” she says, a little too excitedly. “That first morning when you told me that you don’t do tomorrows or whatever bullshit you spat at me, I knew it was bollocks.”
“Forget it,” I mutter, pushing my half-eaten dinner away from me, my appetite long forgotten.
Standing, I walk to the kitchen in the hope of losing some of the tension pulling at my muscles just from thinking about that time in my life.
I pause with my palms on the counter, hanging my head low and closing my eyes.
I don’t hear her move, but I sense when she’s
