Chapter Eighteen #2
“Oh god,” she suddenly cries out, bringing my gaze back to hers in the mirror. “Fuck, I’m going to come,” she says and I watch as my cock and her hand have her shattering in front of me, the whole thing impossibly hot.
My fingers tighten, digging into her skin as I feel her pussy clenching around me, all of her juices as they coat my cock, which continues to slide in and out of her.
Kelsey keeps touching herself and as I thrust deep inside her, I feel her come a second time, just as I explode inside her, my heart pounding in my chest as the tension leaves my body.
I can feel my heart banging against my ribs as I collapse on her back, wrapping my arms around her waist. I slide one of my hands between her legs and over hers as it lies against her pussy.
“That was fucking amazing,” I eventually say, my breathing still hard.
“I know,” she whispers, threading her fingers with mine as she gently moves them over her now sensitive clit.
“I love watching you come, baby,” I say, biting her shoulder. Kelsey laughs and when I glance up, I see her cheeks are the faintest shade of pink. “Still makes you blush, huh?” I can’t resist teasing.
“Mmmm,” she says, slowly rubbing our fingers over her swollen clit.
I watch as her eyes close and a slow sexy smile tugs at her mouth. “You want some more, baby?” I ask, pressing my finger harder against her.
“I always want more,” she says, opening her eyes and meeting mine. “We have a lot of time to make up for,” she says, smiling at me.
I press a kiss to her shoulder this time. “Let me take you to bed,” I say, slowly pulling out of her before reaching in to turn the shower off. “I want to see how many more times I can make you come tonight.”
Kelsey smiles as we walk out of the bathroom and climb into bed. Laying her on her back, I kneel between her thighs, spreading her legs so her pussy is open and exposed to me. “I think I might start with my mouth this time,” I say as I lower it to her pussy.
The next morning, I wake tangled in the sheets, the pillows on the floor and Kelsey draped across my chest. I smile as memories of the previous night float through my head.
I lost count of how many orgasms Kelsey had; me too actually.
All I know is that it was after two by the time we collapsed from exhaustion, both of us sated and satisfied in all the best ways.
Carefully, so as not to disturb Kelsey, I reach over to the nightstand and grab my phone.
It’s only seven, but I already have two text messages waiting for me.
One is from Finn, letting me know the kid who’s got the dayshift watching Kelsey will be getting here at eight and also that her car is being towed to the station where forensics, basically one guy in this town, can look it over.
The second message is from Ryan, letting me know that the trial starts in three days, but that the captain insists I come back tomorrow so we can prepare.
“Shit,” I breathe out, throwing my phone back onto the nightstand.
“What is it?” Kelsey asks, her voice still heavy with sleep.
I scrub a hand down my face, not knowing what the fuck I’m going to do. How can I possibly go back to Boston now, after everything that’s happened? I might trust Finn, but that doesn’t mean I want to leave her. If anyone’s going to look after Kelsey, make sure she stays safe; it’s me.
“It’s Ryan, isn’t?” she says when I don’t say anything.
“Yeah.”
“You need to go back to Boston,” she says now. There’s no malice in her voice, no resentment or anger either. She’s simply stating a fact, one that neither of us can avoid or ignore.
“I do,” I say, staring up at the ceiling.
Kelsey lifts herself on her elbow so she’s looking down at me, a sad smile on her face. “It’s okay, Beck,” she says, leaning in to kiss me. “I understand, really. And Finn will be here to look after me.”
I shake my head, knowing that’s not good enough.
Despite everything, I love my brother, trust him with my life, but this shit with Jason is serious, especially now we know he used to be a cop.
Fucking hell, no wonder he’s so good at escaping us.
And Finn is going to be so busy looking for clues and ways to find this guy; he’s going to be too distracted to focus on keeping the one thing I need more than anything safe.
Kelsey.
“Beck,” she says more firmly now. I force my eyes to hers; see nothing but love and concern looking back at me. “Go and do your job. Finn will look after me, I’ll be okay and I’ll be here waiting for you when you come back.”
“How am I supposed to leave you now, babe?” I ask, my fingers tracing her eyebrow. “I don’t give a shit about the trial in Boston, not when I know this fucker is still out there.”
Kelsey smiles at me as she leans in to press a soft kiss to my lips. “I know, but you need to do this. You have people counting on you and I know you could never live with yourself if you let them down, if this trial failed because you didn’t go back.”
“I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to you,” I whisper, knowing it would absolutely destroy me if I lost Kelsey now. Being without her for the last ten years was bad enough, but to lose her now, after everything we’ve been through. I’m pretty sure it would kill me.
“I know you couldn’t,” she says, her fingers brushing the hair off my forehead.
“Nothing’s going to happen to me though.
Not when I’ve got Finn and Pop and the whole Rockport police force to look after me.
” I try smiling at her, even though none of this makes me feel any better.
“And when you’re done, you can come back and look after me too,” she says, winking as though she means this in an entirely different way to how the others will look after her.
It makes my chest tight and my heart ache at the thought of being without her. “I will come back, Kels,” I promise her. “It will be a couple of days tops, and I will come back.”
“I know you will,” she breathes out.
“I will,” I say, my eyes locking on to hers. “Because I can’t live without you, baby.” And then I pull her mouth to mine and kiss her.