Chapter 24 - Kelsey #2
“I love you. I love you so fucking much it hurts. I’ve felt this way for so long, and I thought I had to keep my feelings a secret to protect you from them somehow.
I thought…I thought maybe I wasn’t good enough for you, and hell, maybe I’m not, but after today, after almost losing you, I don’t care anymore.
I have to tell you how I feel, and I realize I should never have kept it a secret to begin with.
"I love you with every cell in my body. Every piece of my soul. I love you in this life and the thousand lives we might still live and every one of the thousand that we have lived. I love you, Kelsey.”
“Why…. how…. why….” I stammer, still trying to find my words, while Kala does backflips and yelps in excitement inside me.
“Kelsey,” he sighs. “I’ve been carrying so much guilt about the past and being a bad person.
I carried that guilt into the future instead of forgiving myself.
You made me see that I’m not the person I thought I was.
I’m capable of love. I’m capable of love so intense it can’t be described in words.
You’ve given me reasons to be someone better, and I never, ever want to let you go. Please, just tell me you love me too.”
The walls around my heart shatter and fall away.
“I love you more than life itself. A thousand years and a thousand different bodies, but this soul would recognize your face in all of them,” I blurt out.
I grab his face with both hands and kiss him.
Our lips lock, and my entire body ignites with fiery, passionate need.
Miles pushes me against a tree and deepens the kiss as I gasp in pleasure with his body against mine.
His hands push beneath my hoodie, and his fingers drag over my skin as he claws at me. A deep growl rumbles from his chest.
He doesn’t even bother to look around to see if we really are alone when he tugs my hoodie over my head and cups his hand beneath my breast to pull my nipple into his mouth.
I cry out at the pleasure of it. His lips are relief against my skin. His touch is the drug I’ve been craving so intensely.
My head spins as he shifts my position in his arms so that he can pull my jeans and panties off. he tugs roughly and impatiently.
The ice-cold morning air touches my skin, and I hardly feel it. All I feel is alive.
I feel his touch. His body against mine.
I pull his hoodie up and over his head, and he kisses me again as I scratch my nails down his arm and back up again.
He shudders and pushes my back against the tree as he forces my legs wide open and wraps them around his hips.
He dips his hand between us and tugs his pants down to free his cock.
It springs free, hard as rock with veins pulsing over his shaft.
I wrap my arms around his neck and lift myself, eager to have him inside me. Eager to be with the man that I love. The man who loves me.
“You are fucking perfect,” he growls against my ear, and I tilt my head back and let out a gasp of urgent need as he brushes his cock over my pussy.
Miles thrusts into me.
His cock forces my pussy to spread as he plunges deep inside me.
I forget how to breathe as he pulls out and thrusts in again.
One of his hands is cupped beneath my ass, and the other is wrapped around my waist. He holds me as though I weigh nothing while he fucks me out in the open, amongst the trees and the winter snow. He fucks me like he owns me because he does. Because I belong to him and I always will.
My body purrs and hums with lust and pleasure while my emotions surge and overwhelm me.
Tears of happiness stream down my cheeks, but Miles doesn’t stop fucking me. He runs his tongue over my cheek and licks away the salty line, and keeps pounding his massive cock into me.
With each movement, he grunts under the force of it, and the tree scratches at my back, adding to the already overwhelming sensations running through me.
If he dares to stop, I’ll attack him. I want more.
I want everything. My legs are shaking around his waist. My body is crumbling and weak in his hands.
His cock slides in and out of my body as he moves faster and faster until my head is spinning and my mind feels like it is going to explode.
His lips crash into mine, and he pushes his tongue into my mouth as he cocked buries deep inside me.
I can’t hold back another second.
My pussy locks over him and pulses as the muscle spasms. My orgasm is so intense that I scream, and Miles is forced to lock his hand over my mouth.
He growls darkly as he thrusts into me again, pushing deeper and deeper until he explodes.
His body shakes and convulses as it pins me down, and the ecstasy floods him.
When he comes, he triggers a second orgasm for me, and I dig my nails into his shoulder, fighting to stop myself from screaming again.
We’re both breathless when he sets me down on the ground.
He grins as he hands me my jeans and my hoodie. “How about we go home and eat all the leftovers in the fridge and then climb into bed and stay there for a few days?” He asks.
“That sounds like exactly what I want to do with the rest of my life,” I grin happily.
“Oh, I almost forgot,” he laughs.
“What?”
“Mira wants us to go to their place for Christmas. To celebrate Logan’s first one,” he smiles.
“And our first one together,” I add.
“I’ve already got you a gift,” he teases.
“What? When? That’s impossible!”
“Mira told me you don’t like to celebrate, and I was determined to make this the first year that you would get to experience Christmas the way it is supposed to be celebrated. With people who love you. With your family,” he says.
My heart flip-flops, and I stand on my tiptoes to kiss him.
“You are amazing,” I whisper.