Remember Me

by Jo-Anna Walker

  Too slow. Garrith lifted her, sat back in the seat and released her mouth. Her beautiful eyes flashed with lust as she rode him hard.

  He held her hips, lifting her up and down on his rigid length, giving them what they both needed. It was fast, hot, everything they craved. All of their emotions poured into their lovemaking, letting the other know that they wouldn’t give up easily. She may not remember him but he loved her. He wasn’t letting her go this time. “Keisha.”

  She smirked and placed a hard kiss on his lips, breathing deep against his mouth. “I love you, Garrith.”

  His eyes widened at words he didn’t think he would ever hear again. “Say it again.”

  She giggled. “I love you.”

  His body hummed. “Again.”

  She leaned down to his ear, nipping it gently. “I. Love. You.”

  ***

  And she did. With all of her heart, mind, body, and soul. She had realized it more as she sat with Jason. The slimy fucker—

  “Love.”

  She shook her head and looked into Garrith’s deep blue gaze and cupped his cheek.

  He kissed her palm and pulled her off of him.

  “What are you doing?”

  He smirked and spread her out beneath him. “You’re thinking way too much.”

  She swallowed at the deep dominating tone of his voice. “I’m sorry, I—”

  He fisted her hair and pulled her head back. “Quiet.” He nibbled the side of her neck making her pussy clench with pleasure. “The only sounds I want coming from your lips are cries of pleasure.”

  Keisha licked her lips and nodded. She gripped the edge of the seat and waited.

  “Color?” Garrith whispered in her ear.

  She frowned. “Color? I thought they were only used during…”

  Garrith brushed her hair off her forehead and kissed her cheek. “Colors can be used whenever, not just during a scene, love.”

  “Oh…okay, well green then.”

  “If it gets too intense, you remember what our safeword is right?”

  Keisha’s heart skipped a beat. “Rose.”

  “Good girl,” he whispered. “Use it if needed.”

  A flutter erupted through her belly. Never thinking he could be that intense where she had to use it, she didn’t know what to expect as he pulled her dress up to her hips.

  He grabbed her waist, pulling her under him. “Tell me how much you want me.”

  She chewed her bottom lip and arched under him. “I ache for you.”

  Garrith ran a hand down her tailbone before gripping her ass. “Good, because love, I want you sore.”

  Keisha whimpered as he slammed into her, knocking the breath out of her. “Oh God, you feel good.”

  He leaned down and fisted her hair, holding her under him. He thrust in hard, lifting her waist and stopped. Her body shook and she gasped for breath.

  “Do you feel me?”

  She nodded. “I feel you all over me.”

  “Good,” he growled and pulled out slowly, lowering her hips to the bench. “The next time you even think of going out with someone else, I’m going to bend you over my lap and make it so you won’t be able to sit for days.”

  Her core clenched when a light swat landed on her ass, and she moaned.

  “You like my hands on you, love?”

  She licked her lips and nodded. “Yes.”

  He pinched her chin and turned her head before covering her mouth with his. “Good.” He shoved his tongue between her lips, kissing the hell out of her as his hips sped up. He gripped her ass, squeezing the flesh.

  Pain turned into pleasure as a fast explosion erupted inside of her. She cried out against his lips as he swallowed her moans.

  He released her mouth and covered her body with his, pushing into her as deep as her body would allow. “Fuck, your pussy’s tight.”

  She moaned, arching her hips. “Harder. Please.”

  Garrith growled and gripped her waist, picking up the speed of his hard thrusts. He slammed into her, pulled out and drilled in again, lengthening her cries of ecstasy.

  He drove in one last time before shaking through his own release. He filled her, pulsing inside of her as she clenched him tight.

  “Fuck me,” he breathed.

  She smiled and kissed his wrist. He pulled her to a sitting position before placing a hard kiss on her lips.

  Her body bloomed, ready for him all over again. “Garrith.”

  He chuckled and ran a thumb over her swollen lips. “Lets go home, love.”

  Keisha’s heart swelled and she crawled into the front seat as Garrith slid into the driver’s side. “Garrith?”

  He turned to her. “Yeah, love?”

  She smiled. “I love you.”

  His eyes warmed as he reached for her hand. He placed a soft kiss on her knuckles, holding her tight against him.

  Keisha sighed. They would make it through this. Her not remembering him. Maybe she could go through hypnosis or…she frowned. The rain was coming down hard as they made their way home.

  Her stomach twisted, a bad feeling washing over her. “Garrith, drive slow.”

  “It’s fine, love. I can see.”

  “The rain…Garrith.” She gasped. White lights shone through the SUV as Garrith slammed on the brakes.

  “Shit.”

  Tires screeched, horns blared, and Keisha screamed. A loud bang erupted through the vehicle and blood rang in her ears.

  “Keisha!”

  A breath left her in a whoosh as her head hit the window before darkness took over.

  Chapter 19

  “I think he’s coming to.”

  “Do you know what happened?”

  “Bad weather. Driver lost control.”

  Garrith groaned. Who’s talking so loud? His head pounded, blood ringing in his ears. His body felt heavy, like he was bolted to the ground. “Keisha,” he whispered. Where was his love?

  “Sir, you’re going to be just fine. You need to rest.”

  He frowned and opened his eyes and winced as blinding white light erupted through his skull. “Where…” he swallowed, his throat drier than a desert. “Where am I?”

  A young woman wearing green scrubs stepped into his view. “You’re in the hospital. You had a bad accident.”

  His heart raced, a chill ran down his back. “Where’s Keisha?”

  She looked down at the clipboard and frowned. “Keisha? I don’t know.”

  “Find her. Please God, find her,” Garrith cried. Icy cold fear gripped his spine. Not again. If anything happened to her, he didn’t think he could survive it. He squeezed his eyes shut, his tense body relaxing. “Find her,” he mumbled.

  “Garrith?”

  A heavy hand landed on Garrith’s shoulder and he jumped. He slowly opened his eyes at the deep voice and stared into the depths of Brett’s blue gaze.

  Brett placed a folded up pile of clothes on the table beside the bed and pulled up a chair. He sighed and scrubbed a hand down his face. “How are you feeling?”

  Garrith swallowed. The muscles in his body twitched at each little movement. “Like we got hit by a car.”

  Brett smiled lightly and sat back. “A driver lost control and hit your SUV.”

  Garrith sighed, his chest aching. “Shitty weather.”

  Brett nodded.

  “Where’s Keisha?” he croaked out.

  “She’s fine, big guy.”

  “I need to see her.” Garrith sat up and moved to get out of bed when the room spun. Nausea swirled deep in his belly and he groaned.

  “You need to lay back and get some rest, Garrith.”

  Garrith shook his head. He needed to see her. He didn’t care if he just woke up. His head reeled with the thought of almost losing her.

  Brett placed a hand on his shoulder, pushing him back against the bed. “Garrith, you need to rest.”

  “No.” He looked up at Brett. “Help me find her or I will make a scene.”

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  “Brett, dammit. Either you help me or I go alone. I need to see that she’s okay. I need to see for myself,” Garrith pleaded, rising to his feet. He stumbled and grabbed onto the IV pole. Brett huffed but stood his ground.

  Garrith smirked. “Fine. We’ll play it this way then.”

  ***

  “Keisha? Keisha!”

  Keisha stirred awake at the deep booming voice from her dreams. Her eyes opened slowly and a white, blinding light invaded her vision. Pain shot into her skull and her breath caught.

  “Keisha! Let go of me! No…I don’t care if I just woke up. Keisha!”

  Her heart gave a start as she recognized Garrith’s voice. Her love. He was alive. They were both alive. Not exactly sure what happened, she just knew that she needed to see him.

  “Garrith?” she called out but her voice came out small, her throat dry. She tried sitting up but the room spun around her and she fell back against the bed. She took deep breaths, easing the churning in her stomach as the yelling continued from the hall. “Garrith,” she whispered.

  “Love, where the hell are you? No…stop.” Muffled voices sounded down the hall as Garrith charged into the room.

  Their gazes locked. His chest rose and fell before he closed the distance between them.

  Tears pricked at her eyes as he wrapped his arms around her middle, resting his head against her stomach. “I’m so sorry,” he chanted over and over as he squeezed her tight.

  “Garrith.” Keisha ran a hand over his nape, through the soft locks at the back of his neck. She looked up as a couple of nurses came into the room. They huffed but left them alone, closing the door behind them.

  Garrith released her and cupped her cheeks, reigning kisses all over her face. “Love.”

  She smiled, swallowing past the lump that had formed in her throat. “I’m fine. We’re fine.” She circled her arms around his neck, hugging him close, pulling him onto the bed. She never wanted to leave him again. Yes, they still had some minor things to work through but she loved him. With all of her heart and more.

  “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked, his voice thick.

  She looked into his blue gaze and gasped. Her heart stuttered as memories flew into her mind but no headaches accompanied them. No blinding pain that brought her to her knees. Her prayers were answered.

  He stared into her eyes but didn’t say anything. He frowned. “What’s wrong?”

  Cuts and scratches marked his forehead and cheeks, bruises marring his handsome face. She grinned and placed a full hard kiss on his lips. “I’m fine, my love. Are you okay?”

  He nodded, his blue eyes glossing over. “I am now. I thought… Oh God, if something were to happen to you again…”

  She caressed his face, happy tears running down her cheeks.

  He wiped the tears away and kissed her nose. “Why are you crying?”

  “I’m happy.”

  Garrith placed a hand on the back of her neck and looked down at her, his brows furrowing. “Love, are you—” his eyes widened and he cupped her face, leaning into her. His mouth mere inches from hers, he searched her face.

  She smiled. “Hi,” she whispered.

  He grinned. “Welcome back, kitten.”

  ***

  Holy. Shit.

  She remembered him. Keisha got her memory back. Garrith’s body felt light, like he was floating on clouds as he watched the doctor examine her.

  Keisha’s cheeks were rosy, glowing from happiness. Every so often she would glance at him and his body warmed. He gripped her hand, kissing her knuckles and holding her tight like he thought it would stop her from forgetting him again.

  The doctor smiled. “Besides being banged up, you both are perfectly fine and very lucky. I also hear that you got your memory back, Keisha.”

  She nodded and squeezed Garrith’s hand. His body hummed. He couldn’t wait to bring her home and test out exactly what she remembered. It had been way too long.

  “That’s good. I need to run some more tests but you should be free to go soon.”

  Keisha smiled. “Thank you, doctor.”

  They watched the doctor leave and shut the door behind him. Keisha rose from the bed and walked to the door, clicking the lock in place.

  Garrith’s heart jumped as she sauntered back to him. A twinkle flickered in her gaze as she crawled back onto the bed.

  “Keisha, someone can still come in,” he said as she straddled his lap.

  “I know. I just wanted to kiss you for a little bit.” She brushed her mouth along his, setting his skin on fire.

  Garrith cupped the back of her neck and pulled her against him, igniting a gasp from her lips. He smirked and deepened the kiss, shoving his tongue between her lips.

  She moaned, rocking her hips back and forth over his growing erection. “God, I’ve missed you.”

  Their breathing picked up, chests rising and falling as he devoured her mouth. It felt familiar yet different. New.

  A light knock on the door made them jump apart. Keisha giggled, her cheeks reddening as she moved from his lap and sat between his legs.

  Garrith took a deep breath, letting it out slowly as he held her against him. Trying to control the raging hard-on in his sweatpants, he let out small bursts of air.

  Keisha looked up at him as the door opened. “I’ll finish what I started once we’re alone again,” she whispered.

  He licked his lips and kissed her fully on the mouth before placing a small peck on her nose. He had missed her exhibitionist ways.

  “I told you we should have waited.”

  Garrith looked up as Tori gave Sebastian a light slap across the arm.

  Keisha laughed as Tori wrapped her arms around her shoulders. “How are you guys doing?”

  Sebastian clapped a hand on Garrith’s back and kissed Keisha’s head.

  “Banged up but good,” Garrith answered for them.

  Tori sat on the bed beside them and gripped Keisha’s hand in a tight hold. A flutter of giggles escaped Keisha’s lips, causing their friends to look at her. Garrith kissed her neck, inhaling the sweet rosy scent of her skin as he held her against him.

  “What’s so funny?” Tori asked, raising an eyebrow.

  Keisha looked up at him and smiled, her beautiful green eyes filled with love. For him.

  “Tell them,” he whispered and placed a soft kiss on her mouth.

  She nodded and looked back at Tori and Sebastian. “I remember.”

  Tori gasped. “Really?”

  Keisha nodded and wiped the tears from under her eyes. “I remember Garrith.”

  His heart jumped.

  Tori’s eyes widened and she squealed, throwing her arms around Keisha. She laughed and returned the embrace.

  Sebastian smiled and squeezed Garrith’s shoulder. “That’s fucking fantastic, my man.”

  Garrith agreed. Finally, even after all of the shit they had been through, he loved Keisha more now than he had when they first met. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. He wanted to give her children, grow old with her, just hold her. Even if they weren’t blessed with babies, as long as he had her he would be fucking happy.

  Chapter 20

  Keisha sighed and leaned against the big hard body behind her. The emptiness she had felt since waking up several months ago after getting shot was finally gone. She felt whole. Complete. She felt like herself but new. Fresh. All of her memories were back. But most importantly, she remembered Garrith. Her love. Her Dom. Her Sir. She almost giggled. That whole lifestyle was thrilling. She couldn’t wait to dive deeper and explore new depths with him.

  She listened to the conversation between her friends and her love, not really focusing on any words. Although her body was stiff and her head throbbed, she was relaxed. Happy.

  Warm arms wrapped around her middle, holding her tight. “I love you, kitten,” Garrith whispered in her ear.

  She smiled up at him. “I love you.”

  “I think we should give th
em some time alone,” Tori told Sebastian.

  He nodded. “Next week. Wedding.”

  Tori grinned. “I’m finally going to make an honest man out of you.”

  Sebastian chuckled and kissed her forehead before looking between them. His dark eyes warmed. “I’m glad you guys are okay.”

  Keisha sighed, knowing he wasn’t just talking about the accident. “Me too.”

  “Now I don’t have to listen to Garrith bitch and moan,” Sebastian laughed.

  “Leave before I punch that smug grin off of your face, asshole,” Garrith rumbled, amusement coating his voice.

  They said their goodbyes and once again, she was alone with her love. A nervous flutter ran through her belly. She felt like her old self again but revamped. Whole.

  Keisha rested her head against Garrith’s chest, the beating of his heart soothing her. Soft lips pressed on the side of her neck, teeth nibbling gently.

  She moaned, leaning her head to the side. “I’ve missed you.”

  Garrith’s breathing deepened. “I’ve missed you, love.”

  “I’m sorry. For everything. If I wouldn’t have gone out to dinner with—”

  A strong hand pinched her chin, tilting her head. “Don’t worry about that. It’s done. Over.”

  Her heart flipped. She looked up at him.

  Something flashed in his eyes before he brought his mouth down to hers. A groan erupted from the back of her throat as he shoved his tongue between her lips, devouring her. She opened to him. Her hunger for him increased as their kiss deepened. His erection pressed against the small of her back and although they were still in the hospital, she needed a taste of what was to come later. She couldn’t control the urge to touch him. To feel his skin against hers as they moved as one. Now that she remembered him, it would be like old times, yet different because of everything that had happened since she was shot.

  “Kitten,” he breathed against her lips. “I want to fuck you so hard right now.”

  She smiled and cupped him over his pants. The familiarity of him beneath her hand as he swelled under her touch ignited a thrill through her body. “I know.”

  He growled and grabbed her jaw, plunging his tongue into the depths of her mouth. “I know we’re in the hospital but I need you to touch me.”