My thumb found her clit as she rolled her body back and forth. Her hips were working in a circular motion while she lifted and came back down. I was getting close and my breathing was labored. I’d grown even harder while I was inside of her.
Another fucking firework went off and my body jumped. I rolled Kat off of me and stood up, dragging my hands through my hair.
“Timber.” She was demanding my attention.
“I can’t, Kat. Fuck, I just can’t.” I was so frustrated that I was considering getting in the car and leaving just to escape the sounds.
She stood up on the bed and grabbed my face between her small fingers. Her grip was firm. I’d never seen Kat look so serious. “You can, and you will. Right now is not about what’s going on outside or whatever you’re playing over and over in your head. You bring it back to me, and let me take it away.” Her lip quivered. “I’ve never let a man touch me like you have tonight, and I refuse to walk away from this wishing our fucked-up worlds didn’t always stop us from doing what we wanted. What I want right now is for you to fuck me. Let me feel someone new, not the asshole who raped me.” I flinched at the word. “Fuck me and take us to a place that is just ours. Yours and mine. A place where nobody is dead and nobody hurts us. Now, Timber. Right fucking now.”
My chest was heaving from what she’d just said. I wanted to take her to a place that was just her and me. I wanted to fuck her so hard that the only thing we’d think about was how good it felt. I didn’t want to have the faces of my brothers in my head. Not while I was with her like this. My mind was made up. Grasping her hair, I pulled a handful of it back roughly and tilted her neck so she was exposed to me. I kissed a trail along the column of her throat and scraped my teeth over her earlobe. Lifting her up and wrapping her back around me, I pushed her back up against the wall, she and I both grunting from the force.
“Hold on,” I commanded.
She clung tightly to me as I reached under her and placed my cock at her entrance. In one sharp movement I buried myself inside of her. A string of curse words left her mouth and I smiled. I took no time pumping wildly in and out of her, each time her feeling her walls clamp around me. It felt like they were trying to suck me back in.
Her nails were digging into my back and I relished in the pain it caused. A pop sounded outside and my pace slowed. Kat reached up and slapped me across the face.
“No, Timber. Right here. Stay here with me.”
I was slightly stunned that she’d hit me, but it wasn’t an uncalled for reaction. It didn’t hurt or sting, she was just demanding my attention; so I gave it to her. I blocked out everything and found some sort of tunnel vision with just her on the other side. I looked into her hazel eyes and focused on her lips, her cheeks, and her breasts as they moved with each thrust.
“Harder! Oh my God…I’m going to come.”
“Come for me.” Increasing my motions, I ground out, “I’m not going to last much longer.”
Her body tightened with spasms as she screamed my name. I was still pushing inside of her, helping her ride out the sensations when my own movement faltered. Powering forward a few more times, release washed over me. I emptied myself inside of her, and continued to stand with her wrapped around me. Every part of my body felt languid and loose. Walking over to the bed, I gently set her down, sliding myself out of her. I was still semi erect as I stood there, letting her eyes rake over me.
“I like our happy place,” she said, gazing at me, nothing but seriousness in her voice.
I brushed my hand over her cheek and she leaned into it. “It was a good place, wasn’t it?”
I considered going and getting something to clean ourselves off, but decided better of it and made myself comfortable next to her instead. She put her head on my chest and traced the swirl of my tattoos.
“Sorry about hitting you. It just sorta… happened.” I could hear the smile her in voice.
I chuckled. “Yeah, about that. We need to work on your right hook. I barely felt it. I mean, if you were looking to give me a love tap, then you succeeded.” I faded off as she slapped me on the chest and I laughed a bit harder.
“Ass.” She looked up and rested her chin on her hand. Her face looked like she was considering something, then she spoke. “I think it’s time you tell me what happened to you. Maybe it will help if you get it out.”
She was right, and I knew she was right. I’d already told her some of my story, but it was time to explain everything. She needed to know why I blamed myself for their deaths. Why I had nightmares at night. I wanted her to understand that when I secluded myself, it was because my head wasn’t in a healthy place. I wanted to confess to her that I’d wished I could take their place more times than I could count. She needed to know that I’d actually tried to end my own life in the shower at the hospital a week after they’d died. I wanted Kat to know all of it. I didn’t want there to be any secrets between us. I instinctively knew she wouldn’t judge me for my insane thoughts. Instead, she’d listen and be open. She wouldn’t try to understand me; she would just accept me, because that’s the kind of person that she was.