6. Kimbra
KIMbrA
“ T ime’s up,” a deep, threatening voice says from behind me.
I turn to look at the man, but he slaps me so hard that sparks dot my vision. This momentary shock is enough for him to spin me around and wrench my arms behind my back. He holds my wrists together with one of his large hands, gripping them so hard it feels like he’s crushing my bones.
A thin, smooth piece of plastic circles around my wrists, replacing the man’s hands. He pulls the zip tie tighter and tighter, only stopping when I let out a pathetic whimper.
My kidnapper shoves me, and I stumble forward, reluctantly going along with wherever he’s taking me. It’s not like I have much of a choice.
“I’d tell you to watch your step, but I don’t give a fuck.”
“What?” The word is barely out of my mouth before he tosses me into the back of a van. My left shoulder and side of my face hit the hard floor, and I bite back a scream.
My kidnapper jumps in next to me and slaps something twice. “Got her. Let’s go,” he directs the driver.
“What’s going on?” I ask in between shallow, staccato breaths.
“Your daddy is still causing us trouble,” the man answers. Streetlights and neon signs send enough flashes of light through the windows of the van for me to see his face. I recognize my kidnapper as the officer who threatened me.
“But…”
The safety of a gun clicks, the small but deadly sound cutting me off from whatever I was about to say.
“Let’s see what dear old dad thinks about fucking with us now.”
He nestles the muzzle of the gun against my forehead and pulls the trigger…
“Wake up, Kimbra. Wake up.” I feel warm hands on my shoulders, gently shaking me. “Please, beautiful. You’re scaring me.
I fight to open my eyes. I know that voice . My chest feels like it’s being torn in two, with one part following the voice while the other part lingers in my nightmare.
“I-I’m sorry,” I whimper as images of the man who threatened me flicker across my vision. I brace myself for the bullet I know is coming, the muscles in my body tensing to the point of pain.
“Come back to me, Kimbra. It’s just you and me. You’re safe. You’re safe with me.”
Warmth surrounds me as the last part of my reality clicks into the present.
“Aurelio?”
He pulls me into his lap and covers me with his arms, gently rocking me back and forth.
“Yeah, Kimbra. I’m here. You’re okay.”
“Aurelio. I’m so sorry,” I whisper, still getting my breathing and shaking under control.
“There’s nothing to apologize for, princess. Just breathe. Take a deep breath for me.”
I do.
“Good. Take another one.”
I keep pulling air into my lungs while Aurelio nuzzles his head in the crook of my neck, breathing with me.
“That’s good. Keep breathing. I won’t let you go.”
“I’m sorry,” I whisper on a shaky breath. “I didn’t mean to wake you up.”
Aurelio rests his forehead against mine and cups my face with his hand, stroking my cheek with his thumb.
“Don’t apologize, Kimbra. I wish I could take your pain away. When I find out which one of those filthy fucking cops laid his grimy hands on you…” He takes a calming breath and runs his fingers through my hair. Aurelio shakes his head as if making a concentrated effort to push down his rage.
I rub my nose against his, a soft smile tugging at my lips when he places a sweet kiss on my forehead. Aurelio kisses my cheek next, and then my collarbone. It’s not meant to be sexy; it’s meant to show me he cherishes me. But I want more. I lift his head back up toward me and kiss him.
He opens for me and threads his fingers in my hair, pulling me close. The kiss goes from sweet to desperate. I turn in his lap, lifting myself and adjusting so my legs are on either side of his hips. He automatically runs his hands up my bare thighs and rests them on my hips, drawing me closer.
I start to ride him, pulling his bottom lip between my teeth. He growls, and I swear I can feel it down in my bones. I trail my hands down his chest, feeling every chiseled muscle until I get to the waistband of his sweatpants. I tug at the drawstring, but then his hands cover mine.
“Kimbra…”
“Please, Aurelio. I need you.”
“Sweetheart… I don’t know if this is a good idea.”
I stop everything and look into his eyes. “Do you not want me?” Panic and shame rise in my throat.
He cups my face in both of his hands. “Kimbra, I want you so bad it hurts. But I don’t want to take advantage of you. You’re so vulnerable right now. I can’t be selfish with you.”
“Please, Aurelio. I want this. I want you. Please make me forget everything. Please, Aurelio.” Yeah, I’m begging. I need him to touch me, and I need it right now .
“Fuck,” he groans. Aurelio tilts his head back and closes his eyes, a deep growl rising from the center of his being.
The hairs on the back of my neck stand up, and goosebumps litter my skin at the sound.
He moves his hands back to my thighs as I start rocking against him again.
Aurelio trails his hands up my sides while he runs his mouth down my jaw, neck, and shoulder, nipping, licking, and kissing as he goes.
“I’ll make this so good for you. I’m your first, right? ”
He looks up at me, and I nod.
“Fucking love that,” he growls possessively. “I’m gonna make you feel so good, princess.”
He claims my mouth again with renewed energy and focus. I moan into his kiss as he slips his hands under the back of my shirt.
Aurelio gently rolls us over so I’m on my back.
Then he gets up off the bed and undoes the drawstring on his pants.
I prop myself up on my elbows to enjoy the show.
He pulls his pants and boxers down and stands at the foot of the bed, completely naked, his cock standing at full attention, pointing right at me.
“Aurelio… holy shit, you’re huge .” My cheeks burn with embarrassment. I’m sure I sound so stupid and inexperienced.
He grins. “Thanks, baby. It’s all for you.”
He kneels at the foot of the bed and grabs my ankles to pull me forward.
“I can’t wait to get inside you, but I need you dripping for me. Do you want that, beautiful?”
He peels my panties down my legs and tosses them behind him.
Starting with my left foot, he blazes a trail of kisses over my ankle and up my calf, taking extra time to nip and lick at a sensitive spot behind my knee that I didn’t even know I had.
Then he moves up to my inner thighs, and I let out a needy sigh.
Placing my feet on the edge of the bed, Aurelio kisses up one thigh and then down the other, refusing to go to the one place I need him most.
“Aurelioooo… Please.”
“I know, baby. I’m taking my time with you. I promise I’ll always take care of you.” His hands move up my thighs and spread me wide open for him. I feel his hot breath a few inches away from my needy pussy. “So wet for me,” he growls.
Aurelio lifts one leg over his shoulder and then the other.
He slides his hands under my ass and pulls me up toward his face.
The Greek god of a man circles his nose around the outside of my lips once, twice, three times.
And then the teasing stops. Aurelio flattens his tongue and licks me from bottom to top, making me cry out.
He repeats the long, slow licks up my center.
Each time his tongue hits my hard, swollen nub, I buck my hips.
Aurelio brings his thumb to my clit and starts rubbing it in fast circles while his tongue thrusts in and out of my hole.
“Oh my god,” I gasp before letting out a jagged moan.
He replaces his tongue with his finger, and I cry out again.
“You like that, don’t you, dirty girl?”
“Mmmm…” is all I can manage since words are beyond my capabilities at the moment.
Aurelio goes back to swirling his tongue over my clit, alternating between fast, slow, hard, and soft licks. It’s driving me crazy. My legs shake, and I move my hips toward him, running my fingers through his hair.
“That’s it, beautiful. Ride my face. I fucking love tasting you.”
He shoves two fingers into my entrance and curls them up, hitting that place deep inside and sending pleasure to every cell of my body. I’m on the edge, and he knows it. Sucking my clit into his mouth, Aurelio pumps his fingers faster and faster, giving me what I need.
“Aurelio… Aurelio… holy shit, I’m…” I can’t finish the sentence. He’s taking me higher and higher, and I know I’m about to snap.
“Come for me. Come for me, Kimbra.”
Every muscle tenses, but I hold on to the sweet torture as long as I can. Aurelio gives me one last lick, and I fly apart, free-falling into an ocean of sensation as wave after wave of ecstasy crashes over my body.
His tongue moves back down to my entrance as he laps up my juices while his thumb presses against my clit, prolonging my orgasm. I finally come down, my breaths ragged, my heart racing.
“Fuck, Kimbra. You’re delicious.”
Aurelio stands from his position and joins me on the bed. The mattress dips with his weight, and he crawls over me, placing his arms on either side of my head.
“Are you sure about this?”
I nod and loop my hands around his neck, running my hands up the back of his head to pull him toward me.
Aurelio leans down and kisses me. It’s wild and passionate, stealing the breath from my lungs.
He breaks the kiss and ghosts his lips down my neck and across my collarbone, then reaches up and pulls the top of my tank top down until my right breast pops out.
Aurelio rubs my pebbled nipple with his nose and then licks it before sucking my breast into his mouth.
“God, yes, Aurelio. More…”
He leans back, and I whimper at the loss of his mouth.
“Relax, beautiful. I’ve got you. I need you to take your top off.”
“Oh.” I blush.
“So eager.” He grins as I pull my shirt over my head and lay back down. His eyes roam over my breasts and down my torso, landing on my glistening pussy. He slowly drags his gaze back up over my body. I’ve never felt more wanted in my life.
“Kimbra… you’re perfect. Every inch of you.”