Darkly and Eternally Yours

Chapter 3

The car ride was a blur, both of our anticipations mingled together only made the journey longer. Finally, reaching my house, I turned off the engine and we got out of the car, while I was fidgeting in my bag for my house keys, which was extremely hard because Adrian couldn't keep his hands to himself. His hands were on my hips, travelling upwards, his lips on my neck, kissing and teasing the tender flesh there. I moaned and tried to push him away, "Stoppp... I need to find my keys." I moaned out.

He, continuing his assault on my neck, tuck one hand inside my bag and in seconds, I heard the familiar jingle of my key as he brought it out. Impressed, I quickly took them and barely opened the door before we crashed our lips together, pushing, pulling, groping each other, and damn, this man could kiss, it was nothing like I've ever felt before, it sent tingles on my skin. His kisses were compelling, dominating but at the same time, they weren't harsh, they were tender in a way.

We made it to my bedroom, trying to undress each other on the way. I pushed his jacket down his shoulder and realized that he had strong biceps, they weren't properly assessed on my first look. We took turns undressing each other until I was in my bra and panties. He was shirtless but still wearing his jeans. He placed me in the middle of my bed and stood in front , looking at me. Like really looking at me. Normally I would be embarrassed and try to cover myself up, but for some unfathomable reason, Adrian made me feel confident and beautiful. The way his eyes were observing my every curve, there was nothing but awe and admiration in his gaze. He didn't allow me to feel self-conscious. "I was right, you are beautiful, the definition of beauty. Exceedingly." He said his eyes meeting mine. The shade of grey was darker now, full of lust and a little bit of something else.

He hovered over me letting his hands explore my body, every arch, every contour. I looked at him, he had defined six packs, not too bulky but significant. Suddenly, I noticed a black mark on his waist, it was the size of a penny. "What's that?" I asked, reaching out to touch it, but his hand grabbed it and he intertwined his fingers with mine instead. "Is it a tattoo?" I asked. "Yeah, it is, it's just a symbol." he replied looking uncomfortable. I inspected it coming closer, surprisingly, Adrian let me. It was peculiar, the shape was like flames but it had a pointed angle that made it look like a person wearing a cloak. "What symbol is this?" I asked curious. "It's just fire, something I made up, I thought it was pretty cool." he said.

"Now can you come back?" he asked pulling me up. I smiled, "Wait, why are you still wearing your jeans?" I asked suddenly impatient, "Oh, I'm so sorry, Beautiful, my apologies." He said humor in his voice. "Off. I want them off right now." I said surprised at how bold I was. Where was this coming from? He got up and undid his jeans, revealing his boxers.

He came back to me and we started kissing again, he kissed from my lips, slowly moving to my neck, to my chest, on the out lines of my bra, between my breasts, before moving to my belly button, right over my panties. "You're wet." he said, his eyes hooked between my legs. "Tell me who did this to you, Beautiful, tell me Kiara did I make you wet? Did I make you crave me?" he asked, his voice raspy and low. "Yes." I said, reaching down to touch his hair. He kissed the insides of my thighs and moved back up smirking. Did I mention how sexy he was? I trailed my hands down his chest, down his abs and I saw his treasure trail moving down his... other parts.

He unclasped my bra, murmuring 'perfect' under his breath. He teased me with his tongue, his lips, sucking and biting softly. Oh god I loved his mouth. I decided to tease him too, I rubbed one of my thighs against his shaft and he took a sharp intake of breath before grinding his hips to me, asking me to continue. I reached my hand down to stroke him and he reached one of his down my heat, cupping it. Adrian was big in my hands, I wondered what he really looked like, he growled, when I applied pressure and squeezed him. "Okay, I can't wait anymore, I need to be inside you." He said his voice deeper.

We opened the rest of our clothes, discarding them in every direction and finally, I didn't need my imagination to tell me how big Adrian was, he was the biggest I ever had, I reached to my nightstand and pulled out a condom off the drawer. "Thanks, I almost forgot." he said, taking it and tearing it off with his teeth. He pushed me gently down, giving me a sweet kiss. He placed himself between me, opening me up and Damn, I don't think I had ever felt that much ecstasy in my life.

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I was running, my legs ached, I felt blisters on my feet, it was storming, everything, the trees, the houses looked colorless, dull and grey, it was like their colors had been drained out. I started crying I didn't know where to go.

"Daddy!" I screamed in desperation.

"Daddy!!" I screamed again, but he wasn't anywhere.

Finally I saw the house, the one that I grew up in, I ran trying to find my dad. "Who are you!" A voice demanded. It was my mother standing in front of the doorway, blocking it, "Mommy please! I need to see Daddy, Please!" I cried. But she cackled, " See your father? He is no more, you don't belong here you worthless slut! Your father is dead because of you!" She screamed.

"Nooooo... You lie" I said, but she continued laughing wickedly.

"I Didn't, No no no, you lie!" I was panting, out of breath, screaming and crying.

"Kiara, wake up, it's just a dream, I'm here." I woke up to find Adrian leaning over me with a worried expression.

I sat up, hugging him even if he had nothing to do with my dream. I needed comfort, I wanted to feel protected and Adrian did. He held me and rocked me, soothing me saying sweet words.

After a while, I pulled away, wiping my eyes, vigorously, "I'm sorry, for breaking down on you, I just had a bad dream." I sniffed. I looked at him and his face was so concerned and caring, I was desperate to have him again and he understood that. He moved to kiss me, that kiss told me that it was going to be okay, that I wasn't alone. That kiss made me feel loved.

We went slower this time, taking our time to feel each other, his hands tenderly stroking my skin. He pushed inside me, his mouth never leaving mine, he groaned in me. We settled ourselves in a gentle rhythm. Adrian kissed around my neck, to my lips making sure, there wasn't a moment I felt alone.

As time passed by, our urgency increased, he moved faster and I felt a fire inside me. I moaned out his name and he encouraged me and let me fall down my high as he quickly followed. He collapsed on top of me, his face buried in the crook of my neck. His full weight on me felt wonderful. I stroked his hair, and he moved closer, "Thank you" I said. "For what?" he asked. "For being there to comfort me. " I replied.

"Oh, Kiara, you do strange things to me. Things that I never thought I could do." I half heard his words, before drifting off to a content slumber.