Sinfully His (He is Mine) Erotic Short Stories

I missed this

Mrs. Logan glanced between Kael and me, her concern evident. She placed a gentle hand on my shoulder and sighed.

“I’ll leave you two to talk,” she said softly, her gaze flicking to Kael. “Kael, don’t hold onto anger for too long. It’ll only weigh you down.”

Kael gave a brief nod but didn’t look up. His jaw was tight, and I could see the tension radiating off him.

When the door closed behind Mrs. Logan, the room grew silent. I stepped closer, hesitating before wrapping my arms around his waist.

“Kael,” I whispered, resting my head against his chest.

He didn’t respond at first, his body rigid under my touch. But slowly, he relaxed, letting out a long breath.

“Where did you go?” I asked gently, tilting my head up to look at him.

“Nowhere,” he replied shortly, his voice clipped.

“Kael,” I pressed, my hands moving to straighten his tie. “You’re a terrible liar.”

His lips twitched, but he still didn’t say anything. I could see it in his eyes—something was bothering him.

“You don’t have to do this, you know,” I said, my voice soft but firm. “Whatever it is, you don’t have to handle it alone.”

“I’m fine,” he said, though his tone softened a little.

I frowned, tugging on his tie to bring him closer. “You don’t look fine. You look like you’ve been carrying the weight of the world.”

Kael smirked faintly. “Maybe I have.”

I rolled my eyes, my tone teasing. “Well, Mr. Atlas, how about we lighten that load? Come with me. Let’s go upstairs.”

His brow lifted, amusement flickering across his face. “Is that your way of distracting me?”

“Is it working?” I shot back, a playful smile tugging at my lips.

Kael laughed softly, the sound low and rich. “You’re impossible,” he said, but the tension in his shoulders began to ease.

“And yet, you still like me,” I teased, my hands brushing against his chest.

“I more than like you,” he murmured, his voice dropping as he leaned closer.

I grinned. “Good. Now, let’s go upstairs before you start brooding again.”

Kael didn’t reply. Instead, he surprised me by scooping me up into his arms.

“Kael!” I squeaked, my arms wrapping around his neck instinctively. “I can walk, you know!”

“Too late,” he said with a smirk. “I’ve already decided you’re getting carried.”

I laughed, shaking my head as he carried me up the stairs. “You’re ridiculous.”

“Maybe,” he replied, his tone lighter now. “But you love it.”

By the time we reached the bedroom, some of the anger in Kael’s eyes had cleared. He set me down gently, his hands lingering on my waist.

“You always know how to get through to me,” he said softly, his eyes meeting mine.

I cupped his face, my thumb brushing against his cheek. “Because I care about you. I hate seeing you like that.”

He leaned into my touch, closing his eyes for a moment. “I don’t deserve you,” he said quietly.

“Don’t you dare say that,” I said, my voice firm. “You do deserve me, Kael. And I’m going to keep telling you that until you believe it.”

His eyes softened as he looked at me. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”

“You don’t have to know,” I whispered, my lips brushing his. “Just let me be here for you.”

Kael smiled, a genuine one this time. “Thank you, Sophia.”

“Don’t thank me yet,” I said with a smirk, pulling him toward the bed. “Now, let’s see if I can really make you forget today.”

Kael laughed, pulling me into his arms as we fell onto the bed together.

I've missed this," he murmured, his hands roaming over my body.

I blushed, my heart racing as his fingers danced over my skin. "What?" I asked breathlessly, my voice a whisper.

"I missed this," Kael murmured again, his hand moving to my throat, his thumb tracing my pulse point as his other hand slid up my thigh. "Missed you, baby."

My breath hitched as he leaned in, his lips capturing mine in a fiery kiss that set my entire body alight. His tongue danced with mine, exploring every inch of my mouth as his hand traveled up to cup my breast.

His thumb found my n****e, teasing it into a hard peak as I moaned into his mouth.

Kael’s other hand slid down my body, his fingers sliding between my legs to find my already wet p***y. He slide his two middle fingers inside my p***y as He began to finger me gently, his strokes growing more insistent as our kisses grew deeper. The sensation was exquisite, my hips bucking against his hand as I more.

He broke the kiss, panting as he moved his attention to my breasts, his mouth closing over one of my n*****s. His tongue flicked and teased it, sending pleasure straight to my core. I arched my back, my breath coming in short gasps as he switched to the other one, giving it the same treatment.

"Kael," I moaned, my hips rocking against his hand. His fingers curled inside me, hitting that spot that always made me see stars, and I was lost to sensation. His thumb began to circle my c**t, the pressure building until I was teetering on the edge.

He pulled back, his eyes dark with lust. "You want it, don't you?" he murmured, his voice a low growl. "You want Daddy to f**k you until you can't think straight?"

I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps. "Y-yes," I managed to whisper.

Kael's eyes darkened with desire as he leaned in to kiss me again, his fingers never leaving my c**t. He rolled the sensitive bud, his thumb pressing down in a way that had me writhing beneath him. I could feel the tension coiling inside me, my orgasm building with every touch.