Kidnapped by Kian Lawley

Oh, Okay

I know that after what happened with my mom I can't go back home. I don't ever want to go back there, but I have a feeling that some day I might be back. I shake the thought of my mom off.

"Why'd you want to leave that place so bad anyways? Did Caspar do anything?" Kian asks, anger in his tone.

"I just didn't want to be there," I simply reply. I don't exactly feel like talking about it.

"Why?" he bugs. I sigh.

"Because I didn't want to!" I yell I don't know what just happened when I snapped at Kian, but I've just been kind of moody in the past few hours.

We are quiet for the rest of the way home.

* * *

I decide to stay at Kian's house for the night...not like I have a choice or anything. Going back home is not an option.

"Perry?"

"Yeah?" I reply. Worries start flooding my mind of all of the things Kian could say.

"I really love you," he admits. I knew he did. I can tell in his eyes.

"Kian" I sigh, "I'm in love with you too."

"Then I guess you wouldn't mind if I did this."

Kian rolls over on top of me and starts kissing my neck, moving down to my collar bone and back up to my lips. I feel his tongue try and move it's way into my mouth like a snake, and I allow it. I grab the back of his neck and pull him closer, putting all the passion I have into the kiss, and he returns it.

My lip trembles as I know what might happen next. I'm ready.

Suddenly he pulls away and takes off his shirt. I start running my fingers along his abs, taking it all in. Damn, he's ripped.

I grab the back of his head, slightly tugging at the roots of his hair, then pulling him back into a passionate kiss rolling him over so I'm on top of him. I like being in control of things.

I sit up and pull off my shirt. My confidence takes over me as I rip my navy blue lace bra. I see him staring at my boobs as he seductively licks his lips. I usually feel uncomfortable under his burning stare, but this time, I accept it.

I start to unbuckle his belt and take off his pants, but he stops me and pulls me into another, more passionate kiss, flipping me back under him. Damn, he's good.

Kian slowly unbuttons my pants, staring me straight into my pupils. It's like he has hypnotized me. Once he has them off, he reaches over to to the night stand, pulling a small packet out of the drawer. Oh, it's a condom.

"Let me put that on for you," I say seductively. I'm trying my best not to ruin this moment. I slip the condom on, taking in everything that's about to go down.

I pull Kian into a kiss. I never want to let him go.

Kian pulls away with a sexy smirk on his face and I smile back letting him know he can start. I'm ready.

"Is this your first time?" he questions. Shit, it is.

"Uh, yeah," I quickly reply. I am so nervous, but it'll be worth it.

"Well, then we'll have to take this slow and easy. You'll enjoy it, trust me," he assures me with a wink.

I feel him go up inside of me, surely and slowly.

The feeling is sharp, and it's very new.

My legs are shaking as he proceeds. His hand runs up and down my stomach, finding it's way to my boobs. He grabs them in his hands. Oh, okay.

He starts getting faster and faster, and he then leans down.

His breath is hot on my neck, and he bites my earlobe.

I start to feel pleasures, and soon, we are both left panting on his bed.

I turn my head and look Kian in the eyes.

"I love you," I breathe.

"I love you more," he replies, which I know is not true. And can't love me more than I love him.

I turn back to Kian, pulling him into another kiss, filled with even more passion than before, now that I'm sure he's the one.

We start up another round, this time more intense then the first.

I feel my heart pounding and I wrap my legs around his waist pulling him closer.

"I never want to let you go," I whisper into his ear.

"I won't let you," he says between harsh breathes.

Suddenly, I can't control myself anymore, I let out a giant moan. I have never experienced such tremendous pleasure.

* * *

I wake up the next morning pulled up tight against Kian.

We are both still naked from last nights events. I smile, remembering what happened, and I turn toward Kian.

As I turn around, Kian's eyes flutter open.

"Good morning, baby," I say.

"Hm? Oh, Good morning," he says with a raspy voice.

I can't help but giggle; he's so cute when he wakes up.

I pull him into a light kiss, and smile.

"Go back to sleep," I coo.

"You don't have to tell me twice," he mumbles. I chuckle.

I slip out of bed and put on a sweatshirt that I found in Kian's closet. It goes down to the middle of my thighs, but I like how big it is. Plus, it smells like him.

I still can't stop thinking about last night. The thought of Kian makes my heart melt, and once again, I find myself smiling like an idiot.

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Credit to my close friend for helping me write this chapter! Thank you. ;)