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Chapter 15

Katuko's POV

I let the warmth and safety of Masato's arms slowly subside my tears into nothingness as he held me. His fingers were running through my hair while he hummed a random tune softly, something he always did. I'd never felt so safe and content in anyone's arms before, but with him, that's exactly how it was.

Telling him about what had happened proved more manageable than I thought it would. Once I got talking, for the first time since I found it okay to talk about without completely falling apart. That's another reason why I loved him; he made it easy to speak, to be open with. He sat there so quietly, listening, not interrupting me, or trying to fix it somehow. He didn't push, nor pry, he just sat there and let me talk, and after I was done, he comforted me.

"You okay, baby?" Masato hummed softly.

"Yeah." I nodded against his chest before pulling back to look at him. "Thank you."

Masato reached out his hand and stroked my cheek with the back of his fingers before he pushed my hair behind my ear. "I love you, Kat."

"I love you, too." I leaned forward, pressing my lips to his as his hand cupped my cheek softly.

I wasn't sure if it was him, the emotions, or what, but as soon as our lips touched, my body began to burn. I needed him, my body craved him, and my mind wanted to forget the past hour.

I moved, so I was straddling him, my legs either side of his waist as his hands took a firm hold of my bare ass. I poked my tongue out from my lips, running them along his, and instantly he let me in.

My hands smoothed up his chest, finding the top button on his shirt, and my fingers began to fumble with them.

Masato tore his lips from mine, one of his hands moving from my ass to my hands, holding them in a firm grip. "Kat, what are you doing?"

"Taking your shirt off," I mumbled as I pressed sweet, short kisses along his jaw and rocked my hips against his.

"Ah! Kat, stop doing that."

I lifted my head to look at him, my chest stinging a little from the rejection, "Why?"

Masato looked at me with a soft face and love in his eyes, "Because you just told me what you went through. Your emotions are probably a mess, and I won't take advantage of you like that."

My heart warmed, I love that he felt that way, it served as proof that he did really care about me. However, right now, that just caused the burn to deepen and the ache between my legs to grow.

"And I love you for that, and you're right, my emotions are a bit of a whirlwind right now, but I need you. I really fucking need you, please. Don't make me beg, because I will do it and it won't be pretty. I will sit here and beg, and pester you until you decide to-"

My words were cut off by him moving his hand behind my neck and pulling my lips to his. His hand tangled in my hair as he forced my lips closer to him, and his arm snaked around my waist.

In one swift movement, he lifted me and moved us, so my back was against the bed with him on top of me. The kiss deepened, the fervor obvious, and my fingers began undoing the buttons of his shirt, and one of his found my swelled breast.

"Ah!" I moaned, my lips pulling away from his as his fingers pulled at the diamond-hard crux.

Masato sat himself up, pulling the shirt from his body and tossing it carelessly away before he moved to discard the rest of his clothing.

As he leaned back over me, his lips found the sensitive spot on my neck, just below my jaw. My fingers gripped tightly at his shoulders as my neck arched, giving him better access.

His lips moved, slowly down my neck, over my left shoulder, and down the arm and back up again. He repeated the pattern on the other side, soft, sweet kisses that made me feel like he was worshipping me.

Soft, teasing kisses trailed over and around my breasts as my breath fell out of cadence. My body tingled, the ache inside me grew as his lips reached my hips.

He was so close to my core, and it caused my insides to twist and turn in so many different ways.

"You're so beautiful." The words came out as a mumble against my skin and caused my cheeks to flush. I could only moan in response, my ability to speak English or Japanese lost in the sensation I felt.

"Shit!" My entire body jolted and arched off the bed as his tongue flicked over the apex of my core. The shock wave of pleasure ripped through me as I gripped at the headboard behind me, and his tongue ran circles over it.

"Oh, god!" The moan came out hoarse as he pushed my legs further apart and slipped his tongue inside me. Alternating between dipping inside me and circling the sensitive nub.

I was reeling from the constant waves of electric pleasure as my body began to shake. Every thought from previously gone entirely from my mind and replaced with pure euphoria.

My high built with each stroke, flick, and circle of his tongue until the tsunami of pleasure tore through me. His name fell from my lips in a growl as he slowed his movements until the high was ridden out to a gentle stop.

Masato pressed a few soft kisses to my thigh before he kissed back up my body until he reached my lips. I could taste myself on his tongue as he slipped it in my parted lips, but I didn't care. I was greedy, and I wanted more, I wanted to taste every part of me on his tongue.

However, he denied me as he rolled off, sitting against the headboard next to me.

"Straddle me, Koneko."

I didn't need telling twice as I pulled myself up and positioned myself on his lap.

His arms wrapped around me, one hand took the bottom of my hair, while the other pressed a flat palm against my lower back.

He gave my hair the softest tug, forcing my head to lean back as he peppered kisses under my jaw and down to the collarbone as I sank myself onto him.

I felt so full as I reached the hilt, and I was washed with pleasure at the feeling of him inside me. Not too big, not too small, entirely right for me.

I started moving my hips, grinding against him, gentle and slow as he nipped at the skin of my collarbone. I couldn't help the soft moans that left my parted lips as he filled me and hit all the right spots inside me.

I tilted my head down to his as he pulled away, connecting our lips as I picked up the pace of my rocking.

Our breaths were heavy, and the kisses were sloppy as we found that high building together.

"I love you so much, Koneko." He spoke against my lips right before a soft groan came from the back of his throat.

"I love you so much." I moaned quietly. Our lips broke apart as our eyes met, holding our gaze as our hips moved together. Sweat formed over both our body's as I savored of the feeling of him hitting all the spots inside me that sent me reeling.

This was precisely what I needed; he was who I needed. Someone who loved me, without a shadow of a doubt and made me feel the way he did. Loved, safe, cared for, protected, and happy, no one had made me feel that way before.

"Kat, I'm close. Fuck, if only you could see how beautiful you looked right now."

His words spurred me to move my hips quicker as he held me tighter against his body. The tsunami of my pleasure imminent as I rested my forehead against his.

"Masato, I'm, oh god, I'm going to come."

"Come, Koneko." The words were soft and gentle, coming out as a plea rather than a command.

The wave crashed down, my walls tightening around him, which caused his wave to crash with mine. Our lips locked as we moaned together, being undertaken by the pleasure until we caught each other and swam.