Sin

Chapter Eight

-Syn-

Kylo's calloused fingertips lightly brush my neck as he moves my hair. Every brush of his skin against mine makes my heart swell and burst. I want him all over me. His lips are teasing and pleasing at the same time as he keeps subtle distance from my skin. He slowly tricks my arousal by letting his plump red lips rest below my earlobe.

A faint gasp falls from my mouth. I let my eyes close and continue to let him please me. His hands continue to grip and pull me into his body as his lips begin to trail my neck. He kisses the nape of my neck so lightly and slowly follows along my collar bone. I blindly feel his lips fall lower and lower until my black robes lining my chest defy him from caressing any further.

I try not to move. I want to wait patiently as my master shows me his ways. I feel him pull away from my neck as my skin begs for more. His eyes meet mine and I can't look away. I feel my heart throbbing all over my body. His eyes are the most beautiful deep brown and his dark hair falls perfectly thick and full. His lips are such a luscious shade of red and all I want is to feel them against mine.

His eyes never cease to leave mine as I watch him begin to close the distance between us. Time is moving so slow and I wish that it would move even slower. The anticipation builds inside of me as his lips are near mine. His hand finds the perfect position against my jawline. Every touch of his is exciting and releasing. I close my eyes as his hand cups my face, wanting to close the distance between us so bad. I leave him in control though. I let him lead me at this intensifying pace.

And then there is a knock at my door.

He backs away only letting his hand remain against my cheek. I look at him longingly and pained. I need him so bad that it is making my muscles ache. He slowly let's go and lets his hands trace my skin hoping to let the moment last a little longer. Before he turns away, I see the pain in his eyes also. He looks at me with wanting eyes. A man that has always been so strong, composed, and all-knowing, seems as though he hurts.

I finally let go of his hand and let him retrieve his mask. He places it over his head and my heart cries out in fear that I will never see his perfect face again. Once he has collected himself her turns to me, and this time I know what is behind the facade. He places his now gloved hand over mine. But then he turns and leaves my room.

As soon as the door is closed, I finally let out a a gasp of air. It was like my breath finally reached my lungs. I turn away from the door and rest my hand on top of my dresser to steady myself. What just happened? And why is it already over?

I feel like I have waited lifetimes to finally see what he was hiding behind his mask. I can't get over his thick black hair and the vast contrast of the paleness of his skin. I want to feel his thick chest against mine again. Our chests pressed together syncing our heavy breathing and pounding hearts. His masculine hands encompassing my small ones. My mind was racing, and I needed to calm down.

I took the coldest shower than any other I have had, even on Mos Espa.

-Kylo-

Fuck this galaxy, I was so close to kissing her. We were not even inches apart, I could taste the sweetness dripping from her pouty lips. But someone was at the fucking door.

Sir, the Supreme Leader is requesting you to his throne room at once.

I shove past the dumb ass storm trooper. I must be summoned now of all times. I let my boots pound against the floor as I proceed down the hallway. My fists clench at my sides as I try to squeeze the anger out of me without breaking another wall. I could almost feel her. I felt her aura against mine, I felt the force connect us. I saw the future we could have together. Ruling the galaxy.