Chapter Fifteen

 

 

 

 

Gabriella smoothed out the wrinkles in the skirt of her baby doll dress for the third time. Her hands shook as she checked her makeup in the mirror one more time. She’d gone with a little bit of lip gloss and some eye shadow. Nothing too heavy. Her heart was pounding a mile a minute as she tried hard not to allow her nerves to get the best of her. She sat on the bed fluffing the little skirt, but quickly decided that wasn’t right. She instead posed against the wall, her leg propped up behind her. She made her lips pouty and tried to look sexy. No, no that wasn’t right either.

Damn it. Why was this so hard?

She could remember when she was normal, years ago before the Jackals. Back then she would have had no issue looking sexy for a man. Only right now she was filled with jangling nerves and a racing mind. She needed to get a damned grip. Sighing loudly, she glanced around the room searching for the perfect place to pose for him.

Pretty Boy would be home soon and she needed to get her shit under control before he did or she was going to ruin this. She again took up position on the bed deciding that with her nerves, sitting there was the best way to try to entice Pretty Boy. Her hands were twisted in the bedsheets and she tried unsuccessfully to stop the jangle by taking deep breaths. She wasn’t sure what had possessed her today to go to the little lingerie shop in town to buy this little wisp of nothing dress. She wasn’t even sure she was ready for this step, but she remembered the way he’d touched her the night she’d been drunk and she wanted more of that, a double scoop of that.

Hearing the buzz of an engine coming closer she caught her breath until she heard it zoom by the cabin instead of stopping. Damn, that wasn’t him. She really needed to get a grip because this was making her insane. Reaching out she grabbed her headphones and started blasting music trying to find a Zen, that she wasn’t sure she was even capable of.

About twenty minutes later she was looking through a magazine when she felt eyes on her. She gasped and looked up to find Pretty Boy hovering in the doorway staring at her in stunned disbelief. Shit, she shouldn’t have put on the headphones. Now the whole effect she’d wanted to have on him was gone. Instead, she was frozen on the bed wearing a sheer black baby doll nighty and a startled expression. Great way to seduce a man. Jerking the headphones off Gabi stood and smiled widely trying to save this little venture.

“Firefly, what’s going on here?” Pretty Boy asked, his eyes roving up and down at her, from where he stood still frozen in the doorway.

“I—shit. I wanted to—umm.” Gabriella knew she wasn’t making sense, but now that she was faced with Kyle looking sexy as hell in his tight jeans with his bare chest underneath his cut. She felt her nerves jangle even harder than they had been when she’d just been thinking about seducing him.

“You wanted to what, firefly?” Kyle asked, still not moving.

He looked tense where he stood watching her, and she was struck by the sudden idea that maybe he wasn’t interested tonight. That he wanted to be the seducer, not the seduced. Feeling discouraged by his seeming lack of response to her efforts, she felt her cheeks flame with disappointment and uncertainty. Steeling herself for rejection, she gritted her teeth before she rushed ahead.

“I-think-you-should-let-me-control-the-sex.” Gabi said with barely a pause between the words.

“I see.”

“It’s just an idea. It worked the other night when we—um, when we—you know.” Gabi said, trying not to crumple under the pressure. She watched as Kyle turned to the dresser and began emptying his pockets. She listened to the hollow thumps as he placed his gun down followed by two knives and some change. He bent down pulling the laces of his boots removing them and toeing off his socks. Gabi rose to her knees on the bed moving to get off, but stopped when he turned back toward her. His eyes roved over her form slowly up, then back down.

“By control, you mean on top?” He asked as he took a step toward the bed, his eyes still roving.

“Um—that too, but no, I mean I need to be the one to make all the moves. Like I control what happens.” Gabi stuttered out as he stopped a foot from the bed. Kyle watched her for a long moment, his intense gaze taking in every detail.

“Is that what you want, baby? Because I’m in if that’s the case.”

Gabi was so shocked by his words that for a moment she wasn’t sure what had happened. She heard him continue speaking and she found herself even more awed by his next words.

“You need to think about it. I don’t want you to make this call because you think I want or need sex. I’m perfectly content just holding you every night. Do I want to have sex with you? Hell yes, but I don’t want to do it until you’re ready. Until it’s what you want,” he said.

“I’m ready,” she whispered in reply.

“Okay, what do you want me to do, firefly? You’re running the show” he said, watching her carefully for any sign she wasn’t ready.

Then she realized that he’d agreed to let her have the reins and her heart pumped hard as she licked her lips trying to figure out what to do next. Gabi blinked and she realized that now that she’d gotten him to agree to this, she had no idea what to do with him. What the hell did you do with a six-foot leather clad biker? She really hadn’t thought this through very well because now that she had him, she had no clue what to do next.

“Ah, lay down on the bed?” She asked, wondering what she was going to do.

“You want me to strip first?” Kyle asked, waiting on her to decide.

“Okay,” Gabi said, her hands tugging at the hem of the baby doll dress made of sheer black lace with a ruffle around the bottom. She watched as he took off his cut before shucking his jeans. She almost breathed a sigh of relief when she saw he was wearing boxers today. When his thumbs hooked in the waist intending to take those off too she reached out stopping him.

“No?” He asked, meeting her eyes with his. Gabriella felt like all the moisture had left her mouth, so instead of speaking she just shook her head and tugged on his arm to get him to lie down in the bed. He didn’t argue, he just laid down placing his hands beneath his head, making the hard muscles in his arms flex as he lay there waiting.

Shit, she’d really thought this would be easier. She couldn’t even tell if he was into this or not. She glanced down at his boxers. Okay, so maybe she could sort of tell because he was definitely happy to see her if that huge tent was any indication. Taking a deep breath, she slowly straddled his legs kneeling above him. His hands stayed behind his head, but his eyes ate her up. The look he was giving her made her nerves lessen a little.

“Everything okay, Firefly?” Kyle asked, a frown clouding his brow when she just stared down at him for several minutes unsure what to do.

“Y—yes,” she replied, her voice cracking a little as she spoke.

“Firefly, you know anything you do will be okay. I don’t know what’s going on in that head of yours, but I’m yours baby. Anything you want to do is fine. Even if it’s not about sex.”

His words seemed to be what she’d needed because she suddenly felt like a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders and she placed her hands on his chest. Her nails scraped gently over his skin as she gave in to the need she hadn’t known was building inside her. Leaning forward she brushed her lips along his neck and began kissing his tanned skin. Kyle groaned a little and his body tensed beneath her, making her pull back a little to look at him.

“It’s fine, firefly. It’s just hard to stay still with your sexy body above mine. I’m a man, even if I am trying to give you what you need. Just do what you want, I can take it.” Kyle insisted.

Something about his words made her insides tingle. She didn’t know why, but what he’d said made her bolder than she’d been only a moment ago. She leaned forward and moved up so she could press her breasts against his lips. He didn’t do what she expected and take them into his mouth, making her frown as he let out a little grunt as she rubbed them over his lips. Still yet, he didn’t suck on them.

“Please,” she whimpered, needing his mouth on her breasts. She pressed down onto his stiff cock resting her pussy against him. She wasn’t wearing anything under the little baby doll dress, which meant the only barrier between them was his boxers. Kyle’s mouth opened, and he took her breast inside sucking hard on her tightened nipple. Gabi moaned as she felt his tongue swirl around the tip flicking it. Gasping as pleasure sizzled through her at the feeling of his wet mouth sucking her breast and thin lace rubbing against her skin, sent fire racing up her spine. She needed more though. She needed his hands on her or she was going to go insane.

“Hold me.” She commanded.

Kyle didn’t hesitate, his hands flew from beneath his head, one hand cupping her hip while the other cupped her breast, flicking the nipple he wasn’t sucking on gently. A moan escaped her as she pressed harder into him, her pussy rubbing against his cock. The pleasure racing through her clouded her vision and made her whimper when he tugged at the hem of the little dress. He released her nipple with an audible pop and commanded.

“Take this off, firefly.”

“You don’t like it?” Gabi asked, unsure.

“I love it. I just want you with me, skin to skin baby. I need to feel you and I think you need it too.” Kyle whispered, reassuring her.

“Okay,” she said as she grabbed the hem of the little dress, pulling it up and off. She tossed it off to the bed somewhere over her shoulder. Kyle let out a long growl as he stared at her nakedness. She didn’t know what was different from any other time he’d seen her bare, but the burning look in his eyes said something was different this time. He tugged her down, taking her lips in a kiss so passionate it made her toes curl. His mouth devoured hers as his hands ran over her body cupping her ass and then her hips. Finally he grabbed her breast, his thumbs teasing her nipples and made them harden into tight pebbles that ached for his touch.

She kissed along his jaw when he finally released her mouth. He gripped her hip with his hand, urging her to rub against his hard cock in a gentle rhythm that had her pussy soaked and achy. She found his nipples, licking around them before scraping her teeth across them eliciting a loud groan from his hard lips. Smiling against his skin she continued to suck and nip his nipples for several long moments as she rubbed her body against his cock.

“Fire—fly, baby. You need to stop rubbing now or this party will be over before it gets good. It’s been a while for me, and feeling your hot pussy rubbing on my cock is driving me insane.” He groaned, his hands preventing her from rubbing on him. She was bursting with excitement, her whole body was lit up like it was on fire. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt desire like this. She hadn’t, not for years, and nowhere near this strong with anyone except him. Reaching between them she pulled his thick, veiny cock from inside his boxers hearing his breath catch as he moaned, his hips thrusting upward pushing his cock deeper into her hand.

“Please, baby. I’m going to come.” He grunted out, staring down at her hand. Feeling a sense of power, she’d never felt before, she cupped his balls squeezing gently.

Deciding she liked being in control, she climbed up onto his thighs, moving his tip to the mouth of her pussy as she stared down at him. She watched as he licked his lips, his eyes were glued to her hand holding his cock against her pussy, waiting for her to make her move. Hesitating, her mind briefly flashed back to the last time she’d had a cock inside her, and the pain she’d felt as it brutalized her before shoving those memories away. Unwilling to let the memories of pain and humiliation rule her life anymore, she slowly slipped down, allowing just a few inches of his cock to enter her tight pussy.

“Holy Fuck, Gabi.” Kyle groaned, his hands suddenly gripping her hips.

Gabi didn’t mind his hands on her, or the tight way they gripped her flesh because they weren’t trying to force her down or move. Kyle seemed content to let her do as much or as little as she wanted to. It was that knowledge that allowed her to sink all the way down his thick hardness, in a violent thrust that seated him fully. A gasp escaped her at the sudden invasion and she wrestled with her memories as they tried hard to yank her down into that dark place where they’d hurt her.

“Firefly, you okay?” Kyle’s gruff voice broke through her mental battle, shoving out the darkness and reminding her that she was safe with him.

“I’m okay, Kyle.” Gabi whispered, before she raised up pulling his cock almost out of herself before sinking back down, earning a loud groan from him as he struggled to stop himself from thrusting up into her. She felt a smile tease her lips as she realized that this man, this beautiful—gruff—almost perfect man was trying not to scare her, that he cared enough to let her hold the reins, even if it almost killed him to allow it. She placed her hands on his shoulders and started moving up and down his thick cock, moving in a steady rhythm that had them both gasping as he cupped her hips and watched her with heavy lidded eyes and parted lips.

“Damn, firefly, you feel so good on my cock.” Kyle moaned, his eyes closing as she moved faster, her body throbbing as her orgasm built. Knowing that he was enjoying this as much as she was made her tingle all over, her heart squeezing as she let out a little moan. It felt so good having him inside her, knowing that she never wanted this feeling to go away. Why had she waited so long to have him like this? She didn’t know. She panted, moving up and down his cock with vigor. As her body took flight and she let out her own little gasps of pleasure, she realized that she didn’t want to ever give him up, she was keeping him.

Tonight proved that she was able to push those dark feelings away long enough to enjoy the pleasure he could give her. Moaning, she hastened her thrusts, feeling his hard hands tighten on her hips as he helped her move. She was so close, and her body was shaking with the need to come, but she wanted him to come with her. She needed him to.

“I—n-need you to c-come with me.” She panted out as she bounced up and down.

“Are you close baby?” Kyle asked, his hand moving to cup one of her breasts which bounced in his hand as he rubbed her nipple.

“Y-yes,” she gasped.

“Then come, firefly. Come on my cock, I’m ready.”

Letting go she screamed as she came apart above him, her body still moving because he was still guiding her up and down as she blew apart, losing herself to the pleasure. She felt him stiffen and then she felt the hot jet of his come as he groaned out her name and bucked beneath her. Gabriella couldn’t stop herself from falling onto his chest with her head resting against it, her heart racing through her veins. As she lay there breathing in his scent, she felt tears stinging her eyes and she found herself letting out loud wrecking sobs as she burrowed into his neck. It was like having sex with him had somehow released something inside her that she’d thought was faulty, and the relief that filled her made her tears flow out of her like poison from a wound.

“Tell me I didn’t hurt you, firefly.” Pretty Boy demanded, his arms wrapping around her as she continued to cry. He tugged gently at her hair until she sat up a little to look at him.

“Y-you di-didn’t hu—rt me,” she managed to hiccup out between sobs.

“Ah, I see. This is relieved crying then, huh baby.”

She couldn’t answer, so she just nodded her head up and down as an answer and burrowed back into his neck. This time he let out a long sigh and cuddled her closer.

“You know I hate when you cry, but I can handle it as long as it’s not bad crying.” Kyle whispered into her hair, kissing her gently on top of her head. “Get it all out, Gabi. It’s alright, I’m not going anywhere.”

Gabi felt her heart contract as she realized she loved him, and she was damned glad that she hadn’t managed to push him away, despite her best efforts for over a year. Snuggling into his chest with his limp cock still inside her she fell asleep, content that she was where she’d always belonged.