Undeniable

Four

Emilia cried out on the bed with her back arched up. Her stomach pressed deep into Kam's as he took her deep and steady. His veiny, muscular hands gripped her tattooed hips as he thew his head back and pounded her into him. Emilia clutched at the bedding and gasped as she came around him again. Kam let out a brutal, primal moan and dropped himself over top of her. He stayed in her and shuddered for a while as he oozed into her. He did not use a condom this time because they ran out. It felt better than fucking ever without one too. She was so warm and wet.

"Emilia," he growled out her name into her flesh.

His voice was thick with sex and husky from working hard. She gasped when he pulled out of her and a wet pop sounded from between her thighs. He could cry she was so beautiful, and her sex was so damned perfect.

"Ten times, Kam, really? Don't you ever lose stamina?" she panted and slipped out of the bed.

He did as well and followed her to the bathroom. She wiped her wet core clean and pissed. He washed his face and hands and dick off before pissing as well. 

"Emilia, I think you've seen me fight enough times to know I have plenty of stamina. I saw all of those recently watched videos on your phone," he said.

She groaned.

"Stalked by two people, just great," she grumbled but then cursed herself for saying that.

"Stalked by two? Who the hell is the other one?" he asked and flushed the toilet.

"Nothing, nothing. I was just being dramatic. Can we go back to bed now? I'm feeling cuddly for the first time in my life and really don't want to miss out on it while it lasts," she said and walked into the room and slipped under the covers.

Their clothes were scattered around the room as were the used condoms. Kam watched carefully where he stepped before he was able to climb into the king sized bed. He went under the covers and pulled her warm, small body against his not so small body. He wrapped his massive arms around her and she actually smiled at him. He knew this was all a bad idea, because her looking at him like that and him fucking her ten times straight did not help him cut the ties between them. In fact, there was about a thousand more strings attached to her. 

"Stalker, babe. Talk," he said.

"Hmm, you calling me babe just sounds so nice. It feels weird though... like we've been together for a while. Do you feel like that? I mean, I guess I've known you for a while now, but I don't really know you. The funny part is relationships scare the hell out of me, and I like everything you say that hints to being in a relationship," she mumbled and then closed her eyes.

"That's great, babe, but I'm not letting up. I know you meant more to that stalker statement than just a tease. Someone following you?" he asked and looked at her blatantly.

She sighed.

"Alright, my cuddling mood is over."

She rolled away onto her back and stared up at the ceiling.

"Yes... there has been someone watching me. At work. He has been sitting outside my shop everyday for weeks. Sometimes he's there before I even get there. Every time I try to confront him he speeds away like the cops are after him. I don't want to bring cops into it though, and he hasn't done anything. I feel like he's just a weirdo you know. Maybe he has some weird obsession over mechanics and girls running shops," she mumbled.

Kam clenched his jaw.

"He drive anything specific?" he asked.

"Always sits out front in the same blue Camry," she muttered and then yawned.