Kitty loved me.
And I couldn’t withhold myself from her anymore because of it.
We had three days left to make the most of, not to refrain from any intimate act anymore. I’d hurt Kitty by pushing her away and her tears seared my soul. I hadn’t saved her from pain, but only caused more. I hadn’t known her feelings were as strong as mine.
I didn’t know she loved me too.
The moment she confessed, a huge weight had lifted off of my chest and I gave in to the feelings that I had desperately tried to keep at bay.
“Kitty,” I said, looking down at her and capturing her attention again. My heart melted at the sight of those innocent brown eyes. “I’m sorry.” My words wrapped around us in a soft whisper.
Her forehead creased in confusion. “For what?”
I took her hand, interlacing her fingers with mine and loving how we fit together. Kitty was the missing piece of a puzzle that my life had been ached for all these years. “For acting like a complete jerk. For hurting you. I’m sorry for causing you pain, Kitty.”
I raised her hand to my lips and placed a gentle kiss on it. The smile on Kitty’s face blew me away. There was no anger marring her soft features. I’d pretended to be the dominant she’d worried about instead of myself, acting out to try to keep her from more pain later on.
“Why did you do it?” Kitty asked.
I sighed and traced circles on her hand. “I was confused and had no idea what to do about it. I’d never fallen like this for anyone before, and resorted to being stoic. For as long as I can remember, being cold and distant had always helped me. It kept people at bay, so I could focus on achieving my goals.”
Kitty remained quiet for a moment, but the silence enveloping us was comfortable, no tension in the air to suffocate us. “I should apologize too.”
“What could you possibly have to apologize for?” I asked, more confused than if she’d said she didn’t actually love me.
“For falling in love with you and complicating everything,” she said, burying her face in my shoulder and leaving a kiss. “I’m sorry, Connor.”
Kitty had no idea how her confession had been the answer I’d desperately needed to hear. I kissed the top of her head again and slowly stood, picking her up and carrying her to my bedroom.
Automatically, her hands circled around my neck. “What are you doing?” she asked, but a small smile decorated her mouth.
“Hmmmm, you’ll see,” was my only answer as I carried her all the way to my room. Gently, I set her down on my bed and headed into my bathroom. The hot water filled up the giant tub and steamed up the mirrors.
Hands wrapped around my waist. “Connor,” Kitty said as I turned around in her loose hold. “What are you doing?” she asked, holding onto me tighter.
Her face was as vibrant, like it had been after our first time together. She looked young and radiant, happy and no longer hurting.
I held her face with both my hands and placed a soft kiss on her lips before answering, “Making both of us a bath. Give me a minute.”
I filled the bath with fragrant soap and oil, before helping Kitty get in. I ran my hands over her body, bathing her in the scented water, massaging her body and releasing the tension in her muscles.
“My turn,” she whispered, her small hands caressing my body. I never let her really touch me in our previous session and remembered how her hands had roamed my body, desperate to feel my skin.
Her eyes slowly scanned from top to bottom, staring point blank at me as if memorizing every detail. “I want to paint you.”
“Paint me?” I chuckled. “Why?”
“I want to draw and paint you.” Her hands slowly traced lines from my shoulders down to my chest and stomach. “Naked,” she added with a wicked smile.
I couldn’t help but laugh at that. A full belly laugh. “I’ll pose for you naked then. Later.”
She bit her bottom lip and I barely resisted the urge to bite that plump lip and pull it.
“Actually,” she said, shaking her head. “I don’t think that would work. I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of you. I’d jump you the second your clothes were off.”
The comment made me laugh louder this time. “Are you fighting that same urge right now?”
Hands circling my neck, Kitty blushed as she nodded. I dipped my head and captured her lips in a zealous kiss. The kisses we’d had in the playroom held such tenderness, this one had every passion that we felt for each other, the need for one another, and the love that had imprisoned the two of us.
Kitty gasped when I bit her bottom lip and her mouth opened, giving my tongue access. She tasted like sweet innocence, and I loved it, craved it.
My lips trailed kisses down her neck and to her collarbone. Kitty held onto me, tilting her neck to give me better access. My right hand traveled to her pussy under the water and I pushed two fingers inside of her, knowing that the water would add to the sensation.
She moaned at the contact, gripping me tighter as I pushed my fingers in and out of her, hitting her at just the right spot. Kitty opened her eyes and our gazes locked and she said, “Make love to me again, Connor.”
It was exactly what I planned on doing. I slid my fingers out her and shifted until Kitty was straddling and sitting on me. She gasped in pleasure as I brought her down on my cock, her tight pussy encasing me. My dick slipped into her easily, the water added to her own slickness.
The heat of the water enhanced our passion. Kitty moaned above me as I held her hips and gently rocked her above me. Her pussy stroked my hard cock as I hit her deep. The sound of the water gently splashing mingled with our gasping breaths. The pleasure built for both of us, but there wasn’t enough room in the bathtub. I wanted more than the slow movements we were doing.
I lifted Kitty off of me and sat up before carrying her to my bed, not caring that my sheets would get wet. Leaning over her, Kitty wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me even closer.
What the hell had I’d done right in this world to have gotten the chance to know her? And why hadn’t I met her sooner?
My cock slipped easily into Kitty, like it was meant to stay there. She moaned again as I pumped into her. Her tight pussy clenching around me and making me groan.
“God, you feel so good, Kitty,” I said, thrusting into her, loving the way she gasped and mewled for more. “So fucking good.”
“Connor,” she cried out, her legs shaking as an orgasm took over. “Ohhhh yes, Connor.” Her nails scratched down my back and the sensation heightened my own pleasure.
I drove into her harder as she rocked her hips also, joining me in the faster pace. It wasn’t like our session in the playroom, moving to the beat of my command, but rather, the two of us setting a pace together.
My mouth captured her perky nipple, sucking on the delicate pink skin before releasing it with a quiet suction sound. God, I’d never get enough of this woman. She drove me crazy in the best way.
My hand went to her pussy, gently rubbing her clit, pushing her orgasm higher.
“Oh fuck, Connor,” she screamed. “Yes! Ohhhh yes!”
My name on her lips during the throes of a climax was a drug to me. It fueled my own orgasm. My cock twitched, needing release, and I gave in.
I grunted and pushed into her hard, my balls slapping against her, over and over. She cried out again as my cum filled her, hot and sticky. Her pussy clenched around my dick, milking every last drop from it.
“Fuck,” I mumbled into the soft skin at her neck. “Your pussy is so fucking tight, Kitty.”
The aftershocks of pleasure coursed through me, through my cock, as I slowed myself, pushing into her gently and enjoying the last moments of my climax.
When both our orgasms faded away, Kitty dropped her legs from around my waist and I pulled out of her, lamenting the absence of her pussy around my dick already.
Everything about this woman was perfect. From her tight pussy to her soft smile and innocent eyes, to th
e woman she was and the kindness she showed. My heart swelled just looking at her.
I collapsed onto the bed, satisfied and full of emotions I’d never felt for anyone else before.
Kitty turned to me, draping an arm over my stomach and placing a kiss on my chest. “I love you,” she said, smiling up at me.
Those three words sent a shiver down my spine. We had three days left. I had to make the most out of them.
And that meant confessing my feelings to her too.
It wasn’t fair not to let her know after she’d told me. My actions should’ve conveyed my feelings to her, but I had to speak the words also. She deserved that.
My gaze roamed over her face, from her chocolate eyes to the soft curl of her lashes and the rosy pink of her cheeks. Her beauty was beyond anything I could have imagined and it held me captive.
“If I had met you by chance and not on some stupid submissive site, I would’ve done every romantic thing possible in hopes that you would have fallen in love with me,” I said, my eyes searing straight into hers.
“What are you talking about, Connor?”
“If it weren’t for the contract and what I thought you’d wanted,” I said. “I would have done everything in my power to have you love me, prepared your breakfast in bed, cuddled with you under thick blankets, watched the stars with you on the rooftop, or swept you away to some far off destination. I would have done every romantic thing I could think of to make you swoon.”
Tears started to fill her eyes. “Why?”
“Because I love you,” I whispered, reaching to touch her face and wiping away the tear that had traitorously fallen from her eyes. “I fell in love with you. So deeply. You weren’t the only one who complicated the rules, Kitty. I did too. I tried to hide it, to push it away, because, at first, I’d thought you only wanted my money and sex as a sub. But now I know that’s not what this was for you either.” I caressed her cheek and kissed the top of her forehead.
“I could stay,” she whispered, hesitant and full of hope.
I shook my head. “Let’s not talk about it. We have three days, Kitty. Let’s savor them.”
“Why do I feel like you want to say goodbye?” She cried, pushing me lightly. She sat up and looked at me, tears in her eyes. “You say you love me, but you’re still pushing me away. Why?”
“It’s because I love you. I can’t keep you caged here,” I said, sitting up and facing her.
“But—”
“Shhhh, my love.” I would keep her locked away from her dreams and goals, but if she tried to convince me I knew my selfish side would keep her. “Let’s not talk about the future right now. I just want to hold you and hear you say you love me again.”
I held her face in my hands and leaned in closer, kissing her as gently as I had in the playroom. The two of us had crossed the line and there was no going back.
“I do love you,” she whispered to me, wrapping her arms around my waist and holding on like she never wanted to let go.
I didn’t want to let go either, but asking her to stay would mean she’d have to give up RISD. And she deserved to go. Her art was amazing, just like her.
If two people are meant to be together then they’d find a way back to each other. If Kitty left at the end of this month, and our feelings for each other were true, then we’d find our way back.
I shook my head, shoving the thoughts of goodbye away to the farthest corner of my mind, not wanting to think about it. Instead, I kissed Kitty again, holding her tight to me as I did.
We were a tangle of bodies and I didn’t know where one of us ended and the other began. We clung to each other in a desperate need, the closeness seemingly not enough for the two of us.
I’d never felt this way before.
I’d never been this happy.
The joy and love that filled my heart was only because of Kitty.
And for the time being, for the remaining days that we had left, I was going to enjoy it the best way I could and make sure that the last three days were ones that we would never forget.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Kitty
I collapse on top of Connor after I rode out another orgasm. With a sigh of contentment, I snuggled closer to him, loving the feel of his arms wrapped around me. We’d been like this since my confession, wrapped in our passion for each other, again and again. He’d refused to let me leave his room since he’d carried me there the night before.
Connor had the staff bring us food anytime we were hungry and we spent the entire day either making love or cuddled in each other’s arms.
I looked up at Connor as he lazily stroked my arm. He glanced down at me and a lopsided smile began to form on his face.
My heart ached. How could I leave this man? His smile was just one of the many things that I would miss. “I love you so much it actually hurts.”
Connor chuckled, and the sound reverberated throughout his body. He stroked my hair gently and said, “I love you too and tomorrow will be the hardest day of my entire life. I don’t know if I can watch you take off on that jet and say goodbye. Four years is such a long time.”
Tomorrow meant leaving and I was terrified that our goodbye would also mean forever, that I would never get the chance to be in his arms again. I’d only spent a month with him yet had grown completely attached to the man who had hired me as his submissive.
My eyes brimmed with tears and I hugged him tighter. Maybe if I hugged him tight enough, no goodbyes would need to be said. “I don’t want to go.”
Connor sighed and sat up, bringing me with him. He looked at me with his beautiful blue eyes that I had grown to love so much. “You have to.”
I shook my head, clinging to him, and feeling like a scared little girl again. “No. I can stay here with you. We can figure out the rest together.”
He creased his forehead and held me tightly. “You have to go, Kitty. This is a chance that you deserve, and you shouldn’t shoot this opportunity down just because you have feelings for me.”
“Why can’t I?” I asked stubbornly. A small smile formed on his lips and my heart melted.
“Because this is your chance to see the world and let the world see you,” he said and then touched the left side of my chest, where my heart was located. “The real you. You deserve that, Kitty, and the world deserves it too.”
He laced his fingers through mine then brought it to his lips, kissing it with such tenderness and care as if I were a fragile soul. “You have so much talent that the world needs to see, Kitty. You’re going to paint this world with such vibrant colors and put it out of its black and white misery.”
I bit my lip, the tears already falling. He reached for my face and wiped them away. “What about you?” I asked.
The left corner of his lips rose and there was that crooked smile that had me swooning, that would have any girl swooning. “If you still have feelings for me after you’re done at RISD, then come back to me, Kitty. I’ll be waiting.”
I leaned closer to him and pressed my lips to his. There wasn’t haste in the kiss, nor was it filled with such passion that singed our veins. But it held the bittersweet taste of goodbye. “I will never stop loving you.”
I could hear the slight sadness in his laughter. He kissed the top of my head and pulled me closer to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist as he held me. “You’re young, Kitty, and I’m not. Let’s face that fact. You’re going to be surrounded by so many talented young men at RISD.”
There was such ache in his eyes when he gazed at me. “And there’s always be the possibility that you’ll fall for one of them too. I can’t say that it wouldn’t hurt, but I would want you to be happy, even if it isn’t with me.”
Sadness tugged at my soul. In front of me was the man who’d captured my heart without needing to use grand romantic gestures. I’d fallen for how caring he was and how he made me feel special. He hired me as his submissive, yet he treated me like a princess.
Connor was amazing and any g
irl would be lucky to be his. I couldn’t fathom the thought of another woman in his bed, telling him she loved him. It wasn’t fair, but I didn’t want him to find someone else.
“Well, you better not find another woman though,” I told him, looking at him with narrowed eyes, “because I’m coming back for you, Connor. You better be waiting.”
He laughed and kissed my forehead. “Go to sleep, Kitty. Tomorrow will be here before we know it and we need all the rest we can get. It’ll be a hard day to deal with.”
As hard as it was to sleep, I did as he’d said. Tomorrow would indeed be one hell of a day.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Connor
My heart felt heavy as Kitty and I made our way to my private jet. She was clinging tightly to me, and her eyes were already puffy with how much she had cried on the way there. My heart was hammering inside my chest, begging my brain to think of a way to make Kitty stay.
But I had to let her go.
We reached the plane and I helped her situate herself; made sure she was comfortable for the last time. Her eyes were shiny with unshed tears and her nose was already red. I smiled and kissed the top of her head before cupping her cheeks.
“Ride across the country with me, go with me to Rhode Island,” she whispered, her tears falling from her big, beautiful, brown eyes.
I shook my head and caressed her cheeks, “I can’t, Kitty. You know I can’t.” I handed her the bankcard that I’d gotten ready for her. “All the money I paid for you is on this account. And I’ve already paid for everything at RISD. You’re settled there for four years.”
The tears flowed freely down Kitty’s face as I gave her the card. She gripped my hand tightly, refusing to let me go. “Connor, go with me, please.”
I sighed and squeezed her hand before prying her fingers off of me. My heart broke with each centimeter of space between us.
“I want to, Kitty. But this is the part where we have to say goodbye. You’re going to do great at RISD. I know you’ll make me proud.”
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