by S R Dyble
"Do you have any questions, Eve?" Tricia asked.
I looked at her as everyone brought their attention to me. I gulped, feeling the centre of attention.
"Will I have to come here for meetings regularly?"
"Not if you don't want to," she answered.
I nodded and looked away, trying to avoid the attention. I felt it diffuse as I sat there and waited for the meeting to end. I left the room by myself, meaning I didn't leave with Kit. I knew I'd need to wait for him to take me home, but at that moment I just needed space. It had been so overwhelming that I waited by the front door as Kit stood by the meeting room speaking with Charles. He was doing his best to listen but I saw him glancing over at me continuously before eventually excusing himself and walking over to me. Just before he did, Nick approached and came towards me for a hug.
"Do you forgive me?" he asked whilst my head scrunched against his chest.
He gave me a proper man hug and it made me feel safe like I was hugging my brother.
I nodded as he moved back. "I know why you lied to me."
"I did it only to protect you, Eves. You're like my little sister."
It made me smile hearing him say things like that and he brought his hand up playfully and pretended to clip my face with his knuckles.
"Go easy on my brother, okay? He's been borderline suicidal since you left."
"Thanks, bro," Kit said from behind and I turned to see him standing with his hands in his front pockets as he glanced at the pair of us.
"You're welcome," Nick grinned. "Now, if you'll excuse me."
I gave Kit a small smile as he came closer to me.
"I've gotta be back here to go over some plans, but I can take you home if you like?"
I nodded and left the building without waiting for him to follow.
"Have you had Delta men watching over me?" I asked randomly as we drove home.
We'd been in silence for a little while but I could see him constantly looking over at me as if I were a pot about to stew over.
"Have you noticed anyone watching you?"
I thought about it and shook my head.
"Then no," Kit smiled slightly whilst continuing to watch the road.
"I thought you agreed not to lie to me again?"
Kit looked at me and smiled, "I agreed to that?"
"It's kind of the agreement you enter into when you get with someone."
"Our relationship isn't exactly a normal one, Eves."
No shit...
"Yes, but no relationship works if it's built on lies."
He sighed. "Wouldn't you rather just not know about it, so you can go about your life as normal?"
I shook my head.
"In what madness would you think I'd not want to be told about these things? My life clearly isn't meant to be normal. I'd rather know about these guys and interact with them than have them following me around like a set of stalkers."
Kit nodded as he drove but didn't look at me.
"I can introduce you to them if you like?"
I sighed, knowing there had indeed been men following me without my knowledge. That really didn't sit well with me.
"They're only there when I'm not," he added.
"Really?" I asked sarcastically.
He placed his hand on my leg, and the contact placed my body on edge.
"You know, it'll be a good thing if you have contact with them. If we're ever on high alert at Delta, they can tell you to stay inside."
I frowned and stared at him. "Firstly, what is high alert? And secondly, I said I wanted to know about them, not to be told what to do by a set of babysitters."
"High alert is when we suspect something is going to happen, we have spies in numerous gangs that keep us updated on everything. Meaning, we usually have a good idea when something is being planned. So, we call it high alert, it basically means we're ready for something to happen."
"Are you on high alert right now?"
Kit raised his eyebrows. "We've been on high alert since you were kidnapped. That's why we've had to introduce this plan to try and add to your protection."
"I hate this," I said simply.
I'd always been an independent person, not wanting to rely on other people. Needing to be protected made me feel useless and weak, I hated it. I hated that others were risking their lives for me. As much as I loved my Dad, I couldn't help but think none of this would be happening if he'd just been a regular businessman, like I'd thought. Saying that though, meant I'd never have met Kit, but my parents and brother would still be alive.
"We all hate this, Eves," Kit replied as he turned the car towards my house.
"As much as I want you with me tonight, I figured you'd wanna be at home," he said and I nodded reluctantly.
I wasn't ready to jump straight back into things with Kit. I needed time.
"So, do my bodyguards know we're heading home now?"
Kit smirked, "Your bodyguards?"
I nodded and waited for him to answer my question.
"Yes, my car has a tracker on and they now have the signals transmitting from this," Kit pointed to my bracelet. "They'll know we're coming."
I nodded and played with the beautiful bracelet on my wrist and thought about the day Kit had given me it. It made me look at him, thinking about the day I'd lost my virginity. So much had happened since then, it felt like a lifetime ago. As Kit pulled up to my grandparent's house, he saw me looking at him. Only, more like fucking him with my eyes as those memories clouded my mind. He raised his eyebrows at me.
"Are you checking me out, Blondie?"
I smiled and got out of the car, looking around for any unmarked cars possibly containing Delta men. I wasn't expecting Kit to take me by surprise as he took my hand and led me to my front door.
"Open the door," Kit directed.
He was so eager. I searched my eyes around frantically, only to return them back to him.
“Is there something wrong?”
"There will be. If you don't open the door," he answered, staring at me. Once I'd found the key and placed it in the lock, he moved behind me, making my eyes flutter just feeling him there. Placing his nose against my neck, I felt his stubble etching against my sensitive skin as he brought his lips against it and kissed it. It made my body answer almost instantly and my legs buckled as a jolt ran the length of my body. Kit heard the latch opening and reached around me, opening the door before taking me with him through it.
There was no time for second-guessing, no time for questioning or thinking rationally. Once he'd locked the door he stalked towards me, pulling my hoodie and top off in one go before kissing the centre of my cleavage. Then he reached down to undo my shoes and yanked them off as I held onto his shoulders. After undoing my jeans, I felt Kit threading his fingers into the band on my jeans and knickers and he pulled them both off as one. Once they were gone, I waited for Kit to get back up but instead, he brought his face forward and kissed directly between my legs. It made me call out as my fingers squeezed at the skin on his shoulders.
"Kit," I breathed trying to stand straight as he hungrily continued kissing and biting at my sensitive skin between my legs.
"I've missed this sweet smell," he said and it made my head fall back.
Getting back up, he backed me up against the couch and I was so glad that all of the blinds on the windows were firmly shut. As he sat on the couch, I watched as he pulled off his jeans and boxers and his impressive length stood to attention. I bit my lip just staring at how sexy he looked. Before he even had to ask I moved to him and lifted my leg over. I hovered over his dick and hummed when I felt it brushing against my bare skin, his hands gripping onto my arse once my mouth had claimed his. The anticipation was unreal and when Kit started trailing kisses down my chest and to my nipples, I called out again and lowered my body onto his length. I gasped once I felt him inside, filling me completely. It felt amazing and I moaned in appreciation as my body started to move. Hissing, he flung his head back.
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"Fuck, Eves."
He gripped tighter onto my hips as I continued and hummed with my eyes shut. An unknown surge of control was taking over my body, mainly enforced by the raving hormones that forced me to take what I wanted. That being Kit, and the pleasure I knew he could deliver. The pleasure I was craving so desperately.
"God, your pussy feels fucking amazing, Eves. Keep riding me like that."
I hadn't forgotten just how much I loved him talking dirty to me. It drove me mad, and not even knowing what to do, I rode Kit harder and enjoyed every second of seeing his face as I did.
I was like a crazed woman, claiming what I wanted and it was totally not like me. Somehow, I felt more confident than ever, despite feeling huge and paranoid due to my weight gain. Here with Kit, and under his touch, I felt sexy and empowered by his words. Watching his eyes on me and the way his head lay back as his grip tightened onto my hips made my insides tighten with anticipation. A pulse was heightening inside of me and with each bounce, it grew in size as Kit reached deep inside my core. After everything that had happened, so much relief came from this. Makeup sex is the best, so they say and judging by our current session, I definitely agreed.
I wasn't quite prepared for how bloody amazing it would feel when I eventually climaxed.
Being in that position meant Kit's dick had an advantage. It reached so deep within me that as I moved it just kept on taunting my insides, bringing laps and laps of pleasure over my body as I let my head fall back. My hands gripped onto Kit's shoulders even tighter and I listened to his moans as he too climaxed. Closing my eyes I listened to his masculine groan as he held me close. When he'd come down from his high, he moved me from his chest where I'd found my comfort.
"That was bloody incredible," he breathed.
I smiled and brought my forehead to his before resting my head against his shoulder.
He held me there, holding me within his safety blanket. I closed my eyes, savoring in the comfort until I eventually shifted from his lap and got up to head to the toilet.
It wasn't until then that I realised.
"Shit. We just had sex on my grandparent's couch."
It made him smile, "Yeah, we should probably run a wipe over it."
I nodded. We really had just got so lost in the moment, we didn't even make it upstairs to my bedroom. In the toilet, once I'd cleaned myself, I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was crazy and wild and I stood naked staring at myself. The mirror was only small but I could already see a change in myself. I could see my growing stomach and my nipples looked different. Another pregnancy change I'd come to notice. Thinking about what me and Kit had just done made me feel foolish. I'd been so caught up in my desire that everything that had happened recently had totally slipped my mind. Which was gonna make me sound mental, telling Kit that I still needed space. Despite knowing everything about why Kit had been kissing another girl, it didn't instantly wipe away all of the feelings or the hurt that had surrounded it. I pulled on my knickers and sighed, feeling stressed.
"Eves?" a knock at the door brought my hands to cover my bare chest, and I didn't know why. We'd just had hot sex with me fully naked and exposed on top of him.
It was silly for me to feel the need to cover myself up now. But as Kit opened the door and drank me up with his eyes, I felt really paranoid. He was dressed in just his boxers and managed to squeeze into the small room with me so he could slide himself in behind me. Lowering his head, he kissed my shoulder before looking at me in the mirror. Then he brought his hand around to the front of my stomach and continued to look back at me in the mirror, his eyes full of love. I could feel it in his fingertips as he placed them along my stomach and held it protectively.
"I missed you," he said.
We hadn't been apart for very long at all, but I understood because I had missed him so much too.
"I need to get dressed."
Being partially naked in his company added to the already fucked up situation we were currently in. I'd given Kit completely the wrong idea. I needed time, and I was gonna have to break this moment and tell him.
"Not yet," Kit answered and before I could question him he took my hand and led me to the stairs, leaving the rest of my clothes on the floor.
Kit had seen my room before, but we'd never spent time here. In fact, I avoided it at all cost. My room was a lot more than a room to me, it held so much emotion and memories that bringing Kit here felt weird. It had been the place I'd wept over my parents, the place I'd felt isolated and confined to a black hole. It had also been my safety zone and my solace. Bringing Kit into it felt strange and different until he took me to my bed and pulled back the duvet. I frowned at him and watched as he sat down.
"What are you doing?" I asked as he sat down on the bed and pulled me towards him.
"I want a cuddle," was not what I was expecting him to say. I placed my hands onto his bare chest, not wanting to straddle him.
I looked around for some coverage and found my hoodie on the back of my bedroom door. I pulled it on before facing back to him. Kit was eyeing my body and drinking me up like a tall glass of water.
"We need to talk," I said, trying to get his attention.
It did, and his face turned serious.
"You expect to talk whilst you're dressed like that?" he asked, moving his eyes down to my bare legs.
"Yes," I answered more sternly.
I took a deep breath before starting.
"I know we just had sex but—"
"You're gonna tell me how you need space." Kit sighed as if this was all a headache for him. It pissed me off.
"I'm sorry my needs are stressing for you," I narrowed my eyes at him bitterly. "Perhaps you should just leave."
"Today can't have been easy for you," he said randomly and I narrowed my eyes at him.
"You could say that..."
"I know this is a lot, I'd be shocked if you were anything but enraged and confused by this fucked up situation. But, if you think us being apart is the resolution, you're fucking crazy."
I narrowed my eyes even further and glared at him as he stood up and approached me.
"They say you should never call a pregnant woman crazy, I'm starting to understand why."
Kit sized me up and came close so that I could glare directly into his eyes.
"You're not pissed at me because I'm calling you crazy, you're pissed at me because I'm calling you out. That's what people who love you da, Blondie. You hate that I'm right."
"What has this got to do with anything? All of this would be a lot for a normal person to take in, I'm high on hormones and all of this is tipping me over the edge. It's not out of order for me to want space."
"Well, that's tough because I'm done giving you space."
"Really? Well, you don't have a say, unfortunately."
"I do."
I didn't know he could get any closer, but he did.
"Blondie, there ain't no way I'm leaving you alone. I want you with me always."
I hated how my eyes fluttered as Kit's finger traced along the side of my body. His face came close to the skin on my neck but he gave me no contact there apart from his hot breath that made the hairs on my skin stand to attention.
"You really shouldn't dress like this when you wanna talk about something serious."
"Kit," I warned as my breath hitched in my throat and I pushed him away.
I knew he enjoyed making me a hot mess, he'd told me before how he loved making me itch for his touch. I moved away from him once again, and I could see the irritation in his eyes. He wanted to challenge me but I shot him down before he could.
"Don't you need to be back at Delta?"
To discuss your relationship goals with Maddie?
I hated the thought that came to the forefront of my mind, but I just couldn't help it. I could see the regret growing thicker in Kit's eyes and he nodded. I turned around then and made my way back downstairs and Kit followed so he could find his clothes where we'd disposed
of them earlier. It felt so good being in Kit's arms, and I knew it always would. There was an undeniable connection between me and him but it didn't solve the uneasiness I felt about us being together.
I needed to be sure about a lot of things and I needed time to think.
Was I in a head fuck?
I could feel myself bouncing back and forth between thoughts and Kit made short work of dressing himself and covering his mouth-watering six-pack and toned body with his t-shirt. I should have known a straight thought wouldn't have been possible with him naked. No girl could think straight with such a beautiful sight in front of her. He caught me off guard when he moved forward fast and kissed my cheek.
"We'll finish discussing this another time. Now, get dressed so I can introduce you to Bob and Phil."
I waited patiently in the hallway as Kit stood by the door waiting. I twizzled with my fingers and looked to the floor as he looked at me, making me feel overly awkward. Then, just before anyone could knock, he opened the door and two casually dressed guys moved forward and shook his hand before giving him a man hug and tapping him on the back.
Okay, not what I expected.
Somehow, I had myself under the impression that two guys wearing suits and masks were going to show up at my door, stiff as a bone. Instead, these were two ordinary guys that I'd say were in their early thirties. They even looked hot, in an older guy kinda way… As Kit introduced me to them I shook both of their hands and tried to bite past my awkwardness.
"So, erm, thank you… For protecting me and stuff," I cleared my throat and it made Kit smile from behind them.
Bob and Phil both smiled.
"It's nice to finally meet you," Bob said and I nodded whilst glancing between the pair of them.
"Did you both know my dad?"
"Yes," Bob said. Phil nodded but stood really awkwardly.
Kit moved forward then and placed his hand on Phil's back.
"He was with me the night we rescued you. The night your parents were..."
