Forced love

Chapter thirty nine

Chapter thirty nine.
Katherine's pov:

When I finally made it home after talking to my mother I told Silas everything. "I'm scared, Silas." I tell him.

He looks at me with worried eyes. "Why are you scared, my love?" His knuckles caress my cheek softly.

"I'm scared to meet him. What if he's as bad as Baron, or worse. What if I'll only get more hurt and disappointed." I told my mother I'd go meet him, and I guess he can't be that bad since mom really loved him.

"But what if he's not. What if he's wonderful." He pauses holding my gaze for a few seconds. "You could get what you've always longed for." Love. He's talking about love.

I sigh and let my body fall into his. He lets out a sound of relief. "Show me how much you've missed me now." I whisper close to his ear. This is exactly what I need right now. What I've been needing my whole life, and I can't believe I actually tried to deny it  before.

"Mhm, I'd like that." I'm flipped over on the couch so I'm now under him. His eyes lock with mine as a sudden shock of nerves shoot through my body when he puts his hand inside my pants. A smirk forms his lips, but he doesn't tease the area like I thought he might.

Two fingers slide inside of me and hits that toe curling spot making me grip his shirt in a tight hold. "I've missed this," He says working his fingers in slow motions. "And this." His thumb find the little bundle of nerves making the pleasure twice as unbearable.

A loud moan slips past my already parted lips. "Oh, and let's not forget about these." With no free hands he uses his teeth to yank up my shirt. His teeth scrape my visibly hard nipples due to the fact I'm wearing a lace bra. I curse out another moan at the sensation. This is exactly. What. I. Need.

"And these pretty lips." He moans while capturing my lips with his. It sends vibrations through my whole body. I start getting restless, and my hips thrust down on his fingers making them go even deeper. "Ah-ah-ah, let me." When I obey and stop moving, he makes his way down my body with wet kisses.

I jerk in excitement as he gets past my bellybutton. Both my pants and panties are pushed past my knees. I'm completely bare in front of him and I don't mind. Not at all.

"Lift your legs for me." And of course I do just that. He hooks my legs over his shoulders and drags me closer causing me to yelp. Before I know it he's eating me out. Licking, sucking and biting. I lift my head to watch him and find that he's already staring up at me.

In the desperate need to hold onto something I dig my fingers into the sides of the couch. I can feel the release building up inside of me. His tongue is doing things I never knew it could. Guess I'll have to make him miss me more often.

My back arch to the point where It actually lifts off the couch as my orgasm hits. My loud scream echoes throughout the room.

Silas doesn't even let me rest before he flips me over again. "Up on all four." It's not much of a question, but I don't need it to be. My breath is heavy as I crawl in the position he wants me. I hear the sound of his sipper and a second later he pushes himself balls deep inside of me.

My head falls back, the moan getting caught in my throat. He groans and grips my hips harder to push himself further in, which should not be possible. "You feel so good." He praise into my neck before pressing caressing kisses all over my upper back, the complete opposite of what he's doing to the rest of me.

Not long after another orgasm hits. By the end of our session we're both completely worn out. Tired. So tired we managed to fall asleep.

*

"Fuck, Silas!" I yell jumping off the couch. Still butt naked might I add. "We fell asleep!" His eyes flutter open and he rubs his tired eyes.

I hysterically grab my phone off the table and check the time. "We have to be at my fathers house in about an hour." I gather all of my clothes off the floor and start putting them on again.

I hurry to the bathroom and check myself in the mirror. You can see I'm still looking tired. Both from sleeping and from several rounds with Silas. My cheeks are still flushed so I wash my face with cold water. I probably should've showered, but there's no time for that now.

"Are you ready?" I yell still checking anything my father could spot and find suspicious. Silas comes up behind me in the mirror, looking as fresh as ever. He nods before grabbing my hair and pulling it back in a high ponytail.

With the rough look on our faces and the lingering tension in the room I feel my heart racing. What if something goes wrong. This could possibly be the last time me and Silas ever get to be together like this.

But it's not. I know that. I have to know that. We are going to get that son of a bitch. He'll be dead by midnight. And there is nothing that could stop that from happening.

Author's note:

I know, I know. I haven't posted in ages!

Quote:Don't tease me unless you're going to please me.