《One Last Fight》I'm Standing In Front Of The Female Version Of Myself
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"We need to talk about what you said out there."
I watched as she walked into the shower. There was a flow to her hips, waves rocking back and forth, and my boat was keeping steady as I stayed mesmerized by the water. Her beauty didn't stop me from keeping in mind the task at hand - asking her why she said what she did.
"What?" She dropped her bikini onto the floor.
"You wouldn't shoot your dad," I shake my head. "Why would you say that?"
The smile on her face told me otherwise. "Aside from being deathly afraid of carrying a child, I filled my mind with constant worries. What if I can't protect them from the world we live in? How can I make sure what has happened to us doesn't happen to them? If it came down to it, I would put my kids first. Unlike my dad did me, no one would touch my kids. I'm sorry if that worries you, but in all honesty, I don't care."
It was as if she stole the words from my breath. Except, this is how I talked about her. It never crossed my mind what I would do if someone tried to hurt my kid. I'm standing in front of a female version of myself. I know I should be worried, but staring at her soaking body, I was turned on.
She brought the elastic from her hair down, freeing the curls locked away once before. I watched as they clung to her skin the way I wanted to. Nothing was more attractive than a woman who was innocent but equally as dangerous. I wasn't sure what was more threatening, the idea of her shooting somebody or the fact I would do anything for her?
My fiance was slowly becoming me, and I wasn't complaining one fucking bit. Although it scared the shit out of me, if it meant no one would fuck with her, I'll be frightened. Confidence was radiating from her in a way I have never seen before.
She turned away from me. The skin off her ass glistened under the bathroom light as the water coated her body. I moved toward her with her unaware I was coming. My hands gripped her waist before I pinned her against the sink. If my shorts weren't soaked, her ass pressed me would have done it.
"Something tells me I need to take care of the situation before you do something you shouldn't," I murmured to her neck as my lips trailed down the skin growing with goosebumps. "And the idea of you shooting somebody worries me, but it's also driving me fucking crazy."
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Her eyes met mine in the mirror. "How do plan on taking care of the situation?"
I used my arm to knock everything off of the sink before gently pushing her shoulder. Her chest laid against the marble sink as she watched me in the mirror. My hands were quick to drop the shorts around my waist.
"Is this comfortable for you?"
A shiver raised down her spine as my lips planted kisses of reassurance on her back. She nodded, but I wanted to hear her words. Only then would I know by the shakiness in her voice. Her little whimpers broke free as my hands reached between us, touching her where she wanted me most.
She panted below me as she gripped the edges of the marble. "Please."
A smile tugged at my lips as she withered against my fingers. "Look at me."
As I eased into her, her eyes met mine in the mirror. Her eyelashes fluttered as I pushed in, filling her with passion and pleasure. The furrowing of her brows made a permanent frown settle on her face as my hips rolled.
"Are you okay?"
Her head moved up and down. "Mhm."
"Do you like watching me fuck you?" My fingers tightened against her waist as she bit her lip.
The way she nodded made me quiver. My hand reached around her, gripping below her jaw as I encased her neck. She smiled as I kept her in place. Holy fuck, was this girl it for me. She acted shy most of the time, nervous to tell me what she liked. She still found it embarrassing to make the first move unless there was a little bit of alcohol in her veins. Yet, here she is, smiling at the idea of me gripping her neck.
"Tell me what you want," I met her eyes in the mirror. "Do you like when I take it slow?"
I slowed my pace, loving the way she arched her back, pressing herself deeper. Her toes curled as she pressed herself up onto her tippy toes, trying to fill her own needs. This was my girl and that alone was enough for me.
"Please," she whimpered.
"What do you want?" My raspy chuckle touched her ear as I brought it in between my teeth. "Just say it, baby. I want to hear you tell me."
"I like it slow," she struggled to catch her breath. "But not tonight."
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She ignited a fire in me I didn't know was brewing. The second her eyes met mine, her mouth opened. "Fuck me until I forget all of my problems."
Whatever she asked for, she was going to get. That was how it worked. I would bring this world to its knees to prove it. She inhaled a deep breath as her body rippled at the contact of my hips. Her head fell against my shoulder as I continued to drive into her. Small cries started escaping her lips as the roughness of my movements had her gripping the sink with such force her knuckles were turning white.
My forehead pressed against her back as the immense pleasure coursed through my body. Taking her a different way felt different. If we weren't doing this in front of a mirror, I don't think she would have done it. Bo is still working on her reassurance. She needs to see me during moments like these.
"Kinnick," she whined.
My fingers caressed her jaw as I held it. "I'm right here."
She didn't want me to hold back but I worried about being too rough. Yet, she was begging me to pick up my pace. The way she cried out made me wonder when someone was going to knock at the door. John was in the room across the hall. I know for a fact they heard her. Actually, I know the whole fucking floor could hear her.
My name kept leaving her lips. "Open your eyes."
Her caramel's fluttered open to stare at me. "I want you to watch as I take care of you."
I kept her pinned against the sink as I continuously drove into her. The way her legs rumbled made me worried she was going to fall. I wouldn't let it happen. Her hand reached up behind me as she gripped the back of my neck. Her back arched away from me, shifting my hips.
With every thrust, it made it harder for her to stay still. "What's wrong?"
"I'm - I'm -"
"I got you," I promised as she dug her nails into my skin. "You can let go because I am right here."
She tried to drop her head as she released the feeling burrowed in her stomach. My hold on her neck wouldn't let her. I wanted her to see the way we both came undone. The way she looked at me as she whispered my name had me coming undone.
I grabbed the towel from the bar next to us to wipe off her back. "Are you okay?"
Her lips stretched out as a tired look stole her expression. "That was - I don't know -"
"Perfect," I kissed her. "Absolutely perfect."
"Can we go to bed?"
"I need to take a shower," I rubbed circles into her back as she laid against my chest. "I'll meet you in there."
"I need to pee first," she mumbled against my chest.
"Why are you telling me?" I chuckled.
"Because I get pee nervous," her cheeks flamed. "I need you to leave."
"I can hold your hand."
"No, thank you," she laughed as she pushed me out of the bathroom.
I knew she was going to be upset if I stayed outside of the door, but I couldn't help myself. The second I heard her peeing, I started to clap. Cheers left my lips. I knew it was embarrassing the shit out of her, but this is what she gets for making fun of my fucking dick sticking out in public.
"That's my baby! Going pee all by herself!"
Her horrified voice came through the wooden door. "Kinnick! I am going to kill you!"
I snickered at the curse words leaving her mouth as she washed her hands. The door flew open, revealing a very naked curly-haired girl. She had a scowl on her face as she pushed past me. My palm met her ass. The way she flipped around got me going. I loved seeing her all riled up.
"You're so fucking hot," I winked.
She started shaking her head. "You are a pain in the ass."
"I am not into ass stuff."
Her cheeks lit up again. "That is not what I meant!"
"I know," my laughter filled the room. "I just love seeing you get angry."
She crossed her arms before strutting away. "Go ahead, baby! I love seeing that ass shake!"
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