HER FAVROITE CAROUSEL

CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN

Mine is the same. My heart races, complementing his. My naked breast are pressed against his hard warm chest and I realizes I want us to be like this forever. It was so heavenly yet sinful and I didn’t want him to let me go. From the way he was holding me captive, I don’t think he’s willing to let me go either. Kieran continues to kiss me like he’s hungry for me. No, like he was starving for me, and I was starving for him too. Fuck, I really was. I’d almost forgotten how consuming his kiss could be.

He thrusts his tongue into my mouth. I was completely undone as my eyes flatter behind closed lids and I moan into his mouth, grabbing his hair in my hands and kissing him back- or trying to match his pace at least. He completely devoured me like I was his last supper. I was no match for him. It was like I was being hurled through space whilst floating on a cloud. Water from the tub splashes on the tiled floor loudly as he grips my thighs, imprinting his fingers into my skin and hoisting me onto him so my legs are wrapped around his midsection. His hand is still in my hair and pulls me away from his lips and, before I can release any sound of unsatisfied protests, his lips brush my neck, leaving scorching delicious trails behind and I bite my lips to trap in the moan. His big hand grabs my waist and jerks me forward. My eyes shut tightly and I gasp as my back arches, crying out out as my core throbs violently begging for more of that friction.

“Oh my god, Kieran…”I moan his name.

“Take what you need, baby.” Kieran says, but I shake my head in refusal.

I wasn’t going to shamelessly going to rub myself on his abs to get off like a desperate slut. I still had some decorum. I wasn’t going to do that. Right?

Well, the answer is no.

Kieran slaps my ass and his finger grip the soft flesh moving me himself. I bite his shoulder to trap the moans but it’s useless. I can’t help the erotic moans and cries that come out of me. Soon enough, I’m moving myself, grinding my clitoris against Kieran’s abs.

“Good girl. Take what you need.” Kieran praises me, and holy shit. His voice and words does something to my insides. It’s like a storm is building, like a hurricane is fast approaching. A tornado swirls inside me and everything is crackling with electricity. I can’t breathe. I can’t think. His spicy scent is all that consumes mind. I can’t even see as my eyes roll back and I bite my lip.

Kieran’s warm lips fall on my naked breasts, licking and sucking hard on the sensitive nipple. His hands are still fisted deliciously in my hair, his hot mouth is on my nipple and I’m rubbing myself on his hard abs.

“Come for me princess.” He slaps my ass hard one more time.

Holy fuck that’s all I need. Firework explode in me and I cry out, tears spilling down my face as I ride the crazy waves that take hold of me, chasing my relief. When my legs are too weak to keep going, Kieran grabs my ass roughly and grinds me into him till my orgasm pours into another. I’m totally spent and falling asleep as he carries me out of the tub. Kieran always acted like he owned me and demanded inexplicable things from my body. Something about that was just …. well, something

“You’d be the death of me sweetheart.” Those are the lasts words I hear before I fall asleep in his arms.

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Its been weeks since I shamelessly rode Kieran in the bath tub and came on his washboard abs. My first Orgasm.

That morning, I woke up in Kieran’s arms and he wouldn’t move an inch when I wanted to get out of bed. He trapped me in with his heavy limbs, forcing me to go back to bed.

Then I woke up later on alone and to a viral photo on Instagram. It was a selfie of Kieran with proof of my orgasm on his abs. It was captioned ‘her favorite carousel’. I scanned through the comments to make sure no one was putting two and two together.

Someone could have easily seen us together last night.

He was playing games with Kirk when I ran down and asked him to take it down and the wanker said NO. When I kept pestering him, he said he’d take it down if I gave him another one, so I only had to leave with a red face.

Kieran would corner me at home. Seduce me and then kiss the living shit out of me before letting me get off on a random body part of his. Like two days ago, I was getting water to drink in the middle of the night when he showed up from an early morning gym session, bare chested. He would not stop touching me and when I pushed him away, he kissed me and pressed me against the fridge before sticking a knee in between my legs and making me hump his thigh. And I had zero shame because I totally enjoyed every second of it. Including when he told me I did good and patted me on the head. Later in the day, there was a new post on his Instagram.

It was a picture of me from the waist down and my thighs squeezing his.

The comments were wild as people tried to guess who the person in the photo was.

It was captioned ‘Breakfast, the highlight of my day’. I was covered in a blush.

I think something changed that night when we killed someone, I was beaten up, almost got raped, and I discovered Kieran was involved in illegal activities.

We had both gone on a truce with our hatred for each other. I was no longer actively planning to escape and he was no longer fully controlling me. We even had our house key back and Kieran gave me a credit card. He even let me call my parents whilst he supervised and breathed down my neck of course.

Andrew had transferred schools and I haven’t seen him since. He had such a bright future and just because we crossed paths, his future was ruined.

I did feel a bit guilty in the beginning but he was not totally innocent. He had tried to use me against Kieran in the beginning. He might have thought he liked me but it might have also been because Kieran had taken an interest in me and he wanted to have what Kieran didn’t have. Anytime I mentioned my worries to Kieran, he would threaten that he was going to hunt the poor guy down so I gave up worrying about. I’m sure he is doing better wherever he is than he would be if he was here.

I spent the next few weeks with Ryan, Chloe, Tyler and Kirk. We’d all hang out at the pool or play games. Sometimes Moncar would show up. I was always wary of him. It reminded me of what we’d done and I wanted to ask about Jer’s body but Kieran was keeping me out of it.