“More,” I beg, it’s all I can vocalise and thankfully he obliges, moving faster and thrusting harder, whilst holding me in place. I climax at the same time that he finds his own release. It’s exactly the way he told me it would be, me screaming his name and begging him that I can’t take any more.

Chapter Sixteen

Tanner

These reports aren’t going to write themselves. I purposely came into the office today to try and focus, but all I can think about is how perfect yesterday was. How perfect Kinsley was.

I can still hear her screaming my name before she passed out in post-orgasm exhaustion. The way she acknowledged that she was mine through her breathy moans, ‘I’m yours’. Even though the sex was hot as hell, it was the time I was able to spend caring for her afterwards that’s on my mind.

After untying her wrists and taking off the blindfold, I moved her further up the bed to rest whilst I went and ran a bath. I had so much more planned for her, but when I told her earlier in the day that we had forever, I meant it. With her in my arms, I washed her body. Taking note of all the things I don’t normally get to admire. The small birthmark on her left hip, the light dusting of freckles across her nose, the old scars on her wrists.

When I saw the scars, pain shot through my chest. I hate knowing she has hurt herself, even if it was in the past. My fingers trailed over the scars and I couldn’t help but wonder what she had gone through.

When she’s asleep there are no worries in her eyes, her mind isn’t busy; she’s peaceful. I held her close and closed my eyes, resting my head against the tiles. After a while, Kinsley’s hand reached up and stroked my cheek, I opened my eyes and looked down at her. “Yeah, Pip?” I asked.

A sleepy smile played on her lips. “Can we go to bed?”

A message from Jesse pulls me from those thoughts.

Jesse - Kinsley doesn’t know about the car. I just need some more time before I tell her.

If he’s going to ask me to keep secrets, he is going to need to give me more than that. I would do anything for this girl. Then it hits me. He would do anything for her too. Surely we can put our differences aside. The two of us protecting her is better than one, right?

Me - Let me in on what’s going on, Jesse. We both care about her.

Bubbles pop up and then disappear again before he finally responds.