Shatter Me (9 page)

             
Or then again I could be totally wrong. Just as I have been so completely wrong about Keith over the years.

             
Frustrated I pull my extra pillow over my face and scream into it. As I’m having my little fit the cordless on my nightstand chirps and I reach for it without even stopping to check the caller ID. “This is Kari.” I mumble.

             
“He
y
, baby.”

             
My entire body clenches with desire at just the sound of his deep gravelly voice.
My heart skips a beat and I pull the pillow away from my face. “Hi.” I breathe the greeting.

             
“I know I promised to give you a few days. But I am going out of my mind here, Kari.” His laugh is full of weary humor. I imagine him stabbing his fingers through his dark hair.

             
“I…” I bite the inside of my cheek, hard. “I still don’t know what to tell you.” I tell him honestly. “And I still don’t know what you really want from me. What exactly are we talking about here, Keith? Do you want to go to bed with me? Do you want a few weeks of being in my bed? Or do you want something a little more risky? Like an actual relationship?”

             
There was a long pause and I wondered desperately what was going through that handsome head of his. When he finally speaks he sounds almost angry. “Kari, if all I wanted was sex from you I could have had that long before now. Of course I want something more substantial with you. For the first time in my life I want to see where a relationship can go if given the chance. Can you give me that chance, Kari?”

             
Suddenly all my reservations, all my doubts and fears are pushed to back burner. Keith wants more than just a good time in my bed. He really does care for me. “I’m alone in the apartment. Come over.”

             
I hear the deep breath he sucks in and the long, drawn out sigh that sound
s
almost like relief. “I’ll be
there
within the hour.”

             
I am beside of myself with excitement and nerves. As the hour slowly goes by I pull on a pair of boy shorts, forgo a bra and then pace. My apartment is spotless so I have nothing to occupy my mind as I wait for Keith to get here.

             
My heart is racing. My body on fire because I know that tonight I will be his.

             
When the security intercom buzzes I am already standing by the box. I take a few deep breaths to steady myself before pressing the button. “Hi.”

             
“Hey, baby.” His voice makes me tremble. “Let me in.”

             
Without another word I press the button that unlocks the door.
It takes three minutes before the doorbell chimes and I pull it open almost immediately, to excited to see him to care that I am being so obvious in my rush to see him.

             
No sooner do I have the door open am I in his arms. I have no time to think as he lifts me off my feet. Instinctively I wrap my legs around his lean waist. We only have enough sanity left to remember to shut and lock the door before his lips are on mine and we have our first kiss.

             
God, he is a good kisser. I feel as if I am being absorbed by him as he nibbles o
n
my full bottom lip. My fingers thrust into his thick dark hair, wanting the kiss to never end. The first taste of his tongue makes me moan. It is so incredibly sweet, and I realize that he has been drinking coffee.

             
“Kari!” His lips leave mine to kiss a blazing trail down my throat. “Kari you have about a minute to stop this before I can’t.” He nips
my shoulder and tightens his arms around me. “Decide now.”

             
But I didn’t need to make any decisions. They had all been made from the minute I had picked up the phone earlier. Without a word I capture his lips and show him that I am a good kisser too!

             
He growls low in his throat. The strength of it vibrates my chest, causing my already aching breasts to tighten and my nipples to grow diamond hard. I moan and pull back, already working on the buttons on his dress shirt.

             
“Kari!” He groans my name as I send a few buttons flying in my rush to touch the hot skin of his chest. “Which room is yours?”

             
I point, too caught up in what I am doing to both with words. He carries me down the hall to my room, kicking the door shut behind us before turning and dropping me on my queen sized bed. With a pout at having to stop, even momentarily, I reach for him again.

             
But he catches both of my wrists in one of his big hands. “Baby you are going to make me lose my head. Let’s slow this down before I reach the point of no return.”

             
“This has gone slow enough.” I tell him. “I have been aching for three damn years, Keith. Now let go of me and give me what I need.”

             
I see his eyes dilate with raging desire and know that I have
delighted him. I pull my wrists free of his slackened hold and pull him down onto the bed with me. Before his back hits the mattress we are kissing again.
I am drunk on the taste of him. My body is inflamed with needs that I have only guessed he can unleash inside of me.

             
His hand cups my breast through my thin tee shirt and I cry out at the exquisite pleasure.
“So sensitive.”
He murmurs as he pinches my nipple and rolls the diamond hard nub around with his thumb and index finger.

             
Muscles clench low in my stomach as liquid desire drenches my panties. “Keith, stop teasing me.” I plead. “I don’t think I can take much more.”

             
“Hush.” He commands and gently pushes me back against the pillows.

             
He shrugs out
of
his shirt before reaching for the hem of my own. I lift my arms helplessly as he strips it from me. Keith sucks in a sharp breath when my breasts spring free.
“So beautiful.”
He mutters almost under his breath as he caresses the underside of each swollen globe. “Perfect.” His eyes are glazed with desire and tenderness as he slowly lowers his head to lick first my right nipple then the left in turn.

             
The hot, wet heat of his mouth makes me moan. My fingers stab into his hair as I hold him to me, not wanting the pleasure to ever end.
Unthinkingly my thighs part and he slides one knee in between. His thick, muscular thigh presses hard against my core and I tremble with so much need. I press down harder, trying to find some small measure of relief from this burning he is building deep inside of me.

             
“God, you could come right now, couldn’t you?” He growls as he rubs his thigh back and forward against me.

             
“Keith, please.”

             
“Hush, baby.”
He kisses my nipple one last time before pulling back and reaching for my shorts. In one smooth motion my shorts and panties are gone. He tosses them over his shoulder and sets back on his heels to gaze down at me. “Open up for me, Kari.”

             
Thighs trembling I pull up my knees and slowly spread them wide for him. The look in his eyes, the way he couldn’t seem to catch his breath all of a sudden, the tremor in his fingers as he slowly skims them over my wet folds…I know he is not far from losing control and it thrills me.

             
I do this to him!

             
One long finger slides across my clit and I cannot hold back my whimper. He does it again
,
seeming transfixed as he watches me quiver with each brush of his finger. My chest is shaking with the force of my pounding heart. My nipples are so hard they are
actually
hurting from wanting his mouth on them.

             
Carefully, oh so slowly
,
his middle finger circles my most private place.
“Oh God, Keith!”
I throw my head back in sweet agony as his middle finger enters me gently. “Please…”

             
“So wet.”
He smiles secretly and runs that wet finger over my distended clit. He sets a steady, torturous rhythm. Slow, exotic thrust inside with his long finger.
Wet exquisite stroke up and down my clit.
Over and over again until I am one trembling mass of need for him.

             
“Keith…” I whisper his name, close to tears because the pleasure is just so sweet. “I want you Keith.”

             
“Soon, baby.
Very soon.”
His speed increases, lasting longer in between stroking my swollen clit.
             

             
I rock my hips in time with his thrusting finger. He stops, but before I can protest he adds a second finger, stretching me deliciously. His thumb begins to rub me as his thrusting fingers grow more insistent. I can’t catch my breath, can’t focus, can’t even remember my own name as he pushes me higher, higher,
higher
!

             
I begin to shake, my toes curl, my thighs stiffen as I am tossed over the edge of the cliff he has lead me too. His thumb presses down hard on my clit and he continues to thrust those strong fingers into me again and again, making my climax harder,
more earth shaking.

             
Before I come completely down he tears off his pants and boxers. There is the sound of something being ripped open and then I am being filled with the man I love. I wrap my legs around his waist, ignoring the sharp pinch as he breaks through my virginity. For a second he seems dazed, either by the knowledge that he is my first or from the incredibly devastating feel of being inside of me.

             
“Kari!” He bites out my name, his control already beginning to slip. “Okay?”

             
I nod, already rocking against him. “Please.” I whimper. “I’m close.”

             
His eyes dilate to the point that there is no green left in those beautiful eyes of his. With a grin he pulls out and slams back into me, the
n
pushes down hard right where I need him the most. My nails bite into his shoulders as he does it again, and again. I scream as he sets the driving rhythm, pounding into me.

             
“Keith!” I shatter in his arms. My inner muscles lock around his engorged length and contract, milking his orgasm from him seconds later.

             
“Baby!”
He shouts just before he empties himself deep inside of me.


      
 

             
I stretch happily as the sun peeks though my window. The warm body spooned behind me shifts and hard thighs are pressed against the backs of mine. Grinning, more happy than I have been in a long time, I lay there for the longest time just soaking it all in.

             
Last night had been…Wow!

             
Keith worshipped me with his body. Taking me to places I didn’t even know existed with just the brush of his fingers against me skin. This morning I am tender and achy in such a good way and all I want to do is spend the rest of my life in this bed with the man beside of me.

             
A big, lo
ng fingered hand cups my breast
as a stubble rough
ened chin caresses my shoulder when
he kisses my neck. And just like that I am wet and aching to have him fill me once more.
“Morning, babe.”
He whispers as he nibbles on my ear lobe. “Sleep well?”

             
“When I actually got to sleeping, yes.”
I whimper as he tugs on my nipple. It hurts so, so
good
! “Keith…”

             
Something silky hard pulses against the roundness of my ass and I melt back against him. “
It’s
seven thirty, baby. If you have somewhere you need to be then
tell
me now.”
             

             
There was nowhere in the world I needed to be more than right here. “Please, Keith.” I breathe his name as he teases me with a long finger from behind. I open for him at once, dying to have him inside of me once more.

             
He sucks in a sharp breath when he finds me already wet for him. “Damn baby.” He bites my shoulder.
“Already?”

             
“Yes!” I cry as the head of his dick slowly enters me from behind.

             
He curses as he slides all the way to the hilt. “Fuck, I never imagined it would be this good.” He thrusts hard against me.