Chapter Thirty
KARLI
It was hard to put into words, but as hard as looking at the bandages on my beautiful man’s face and the way his perfect nose was all crooked now was…I felt like somehow we were driving away from that arena with our entire future ahead of us.
When we got back to his place, I tried fussing over him with pain medications and hot tea. He seemed amused and took it for as long as he could before finally reaching out and pulling me down into his lap where he sat on the edge of the bed. “I’m so afraid of hurting you, babe.”
“It hurts worse not to touch you. I need you, baby.” He brushed his lips softly against my forehead. My eyes fluttered closed and I felt him nuzzle his face against my hair. “You’re mine, Karli, right?”
I pulled back, opened my eyes, and looked at him. I had tears in my eyes as I nodded. “I’m yours, Nick. I love you so much it hurts inside sometimes.”
He leaned his head into my chest and closed his eyes, and I held him there for the longest time before he looked at me again and said, “I want to marry you.”
I nearly choked. Maybe moving in with him, I was expecting, but not that. “What?”
He smiled and then winced. My poor baby. “I want to be with you forever. I can’t even begin to tell you how much better my life has been with you in it. I never want to have to live without you.”
I kissed his forehead in one of the few spots he wasn’t bruised or bandaged. “My life is better with you in it, too, but you’re on medication. We’ll talk about the future when you’re sober.”
He chuckled. “Fine, but my thoughts on that subject aren’t going to change – ever. I need you. I want you. I love you.”
He brushed his lips against my eyelids and then finally moved them down to hover over mine before saying, “I’m going to marry you, and we’re going to have an amazing life.”
He didn’t give me time to respond before covering my lips with his. I hated to admit it, but all thoughts of him being in pain were gone as soon as he did. I immediately opened up to him and he slid his tongue against mine with gentle, sweet strokes.
His hands moved up and he wound my hair up in his fingers. He tipped my head back and let his tongue delve in deeper. His kisses went straight to my head. Nothing in the world was more delicious than the taste of him. I moaned into his mouth as he pulled me in tighter. He kissed me until I didn’t have any breath left and my strength was waning, as well. When he finally let me breathe, he said, “Take off these clothes.”
I kissed him once more and then stood up, and he watched me with worship in his eyes as I stripped off my clothes. He kept his fists balled up like he was trying hard not to touch me. “Now you,” I told him as I bent over to touch my lips to his. He stood and I could see how hard it was for him. “Maybe we should wait…”
“Huh uh, that would kill me,” he said. “Please, baby, I need this.”
I reached for the hem of his shirt and helped him take it off. As soon as I saw the bruises on his chest again, I shivered. I leaned in and kissed each one softly as I used my hands to slide down the jogging pants he was wearing, taking his boxers down with them. I went down on my knees as I did and kissed the huge bruise on his upper thigh. God, he has to be in so much pain.
I almost felt guilty about giving in to this, but I wanted him so fucking bad. I reached out and took his big, raging erection between my hands. I held onto him tightly and began to slowly stroke him up and down. He groaned and reached down to take my nipples between his fingers. He pinched softly and ran the tips of his fingers the all the way around the outside, making them stand up even harder than they already were. Waves of pleasure raced up and down my spine and goosebumps covered my arms and legs.
I stroked him harder and watched as the muscles in his tight stomach rolled and contracted. I leaned in closer to take him in my mouth, but before I could, he pulled me back up on his lap. His soft, wet lips were on my neck and his big, hard cock pressed into my already soaking wet pussy, and he ground up into me as he sucked on the supple skin on the side of my neck. He kissed it from one side to the other and then with another, loud grunt, he flipped me over onto my back on the bed and lifted me, moving me up until my head was on the pillow and I was in the center of the bed.
His big body was suddenly above mine, covering me with his hot flesh and muscle. He covered my face with kisses, sucked and nibbled some more on my neck, and worked his mouth down to my breasts. He kissed and sucked around the outside of my nipples. I arched my back, forcing them up harder into his face, against his lips.
He put his tongue out and licked one of my nipples, making me shudder, and then he sucked it into his mouth. He held that hard nipple between his lips and flicked it hard with his tongue. I felt light-headed. He was so good…so fucking good.
He bit down on it slightly, and I cried out before he moved over and started on the other one – sucking, licking, and nibbling until I felt like my head would explode. He didn’t stop there, though; he kissed down the rest of my chest and when he reached my stomach he began to kiss and lick and suck there. My pussy was drenched, and I was writhing and moaning. I felt like if he didn’t touch me between my legs soon, I would die.
He used one finger to trace down my slit and set any part of my body that wasn’t already on fire ablaze. He smiled up at me before diving in with his face. He slid his hands underneath me and cupped my butt, holding me there while he sucked on my clit. I clamped my thighs on either side of his head while he licked and sucked and even bit down on my clit. It was pure ecstasy, almost more than I could take.
I was whimpering, moaning, and crying out his name. I opened my thighs far enough that I could reach down and put both of my hands in his hair and pulled hard, trying to pull him in even tighter. Passion, need, love…it all combined like a combustible cocktail and when he looked up at me and pinned me with those dark-blue eyes, the orgasm raced from my core and exploded in a way I’d never felt anything leave my body before.
He didn’t stop. He didn’t pull back. He nursed me through that incredible orgasm and my whole body shook as I came.
I was covered in a light sheen of sweat when he finished and it was the only reason I was able to wiggle out of his grasp. I got down on the floor and without warning, I sucked him into my mouth. He groaned out my name and put his hands in my hair.
I looked up at him and he began to thrust in and out of my mouth. I watched his muscles contract and reveled in the sounds he was making. It was a picture that was almost enough to make me come again. His body was responding to every soft or hard flick of my tongue.
I started sucking harder, bobbing my head up and down faster. I felt his huge cock swell and harden even more, and that was when he pulled me off and said, “Stop, baby. I need to be inside of you.”
I lifted my head and he hauled me back up to my feet. This time, he lay back in the center of the bed. I climbed up on top of him and straddled his hips. He wasn’t wearing a condom and neither of us mentioned it. As he reached up to cup my breasts, squeeze, and massage them lightly while tweaking the nipples, I forgot how to have a rational thought.
I leaned down and kissed him, hard, wet, sexy. He groaned out my name as I pulled out of the kiss and lifted my hips. I used my hand to guide his erection up against me and then I slid down onto that incredible cock, taking him all in one thrust.
“Oh, fuck!” he groaned.
He reached up and put his hands back in my hair and pulled me back down into another, deep kiss. I rolled my hips against him and he lifted his and matched my every move.
I had to use my arms to brace myself against his chest. Pleasure beyond anything I’d ever experienced coiled in my belly as his thrusts became more powerful and urgent. My body was begging me for another release, and I broke the kiss and sat straight up on top of him.
His cock was buried inside of me as deeply as it could possibly go and that was when sparks of electricity began to fire from my core and throughout the rest of my body. I felt like I was on fire from the inside out as I came in waves and buckets. I was gasping for breath or even some kind of hold on reality as he flipped me over and began his ride to his own release.
He wasn’t gentle about it – and that made it all that much better. I wanted to be his body and soul. I wanted him to take everything I had and use it to give himself pleasure. I watched him, entranced as the muscles in his body rolled and flexed, and his face colored with pure ecstasy. He grabbed my hips, dug his fingers into them, and I watched as his own orgasm claimed him. It took him a long time to finish and when he did, he leaned down to softly and sweetly kiss my lips.
I shoved my tongue into his mouth and kissed him back. That passionate kiss lasted only seconds before turning into a soft, sweet exploration. Finally, Nick collapsed down next to me and we lay tangled up in each other’s sweaty bodies, and I wanted to be right there…forever.
“I love you so much, Nick.”
“I never imagined how happy those words could make me. I love you, Karli…so fucking much.” I snuggled into his warm arms and thanked God that I’d given Nick a chance, that I’d trusted him. Life from this point on was going to be unlike anything I ever imagined for my future and I couldn’t wait.