KAYA'S POV
"I know baby, it will get better when I will begin to move," he whispered back in concern. As those words came out of his mouth, all gritty filled with so many feelings that he rarely shows.
"Then please make it feel good..." I whispered, almost in a pleasing way. His brown eyes were like molten honey at that moment, a ring of fire burned in their depths. Despite the rigid set of his muscles, I knew how much control he was exerting, I knew how much it took for him to not plunge into me like he so wanted from the very beginning of the time we had met.
Kabir was suspended above me, resting on his elbows. His brown eyes bore into mine, and I could sense the dilemma he was in. On one hand, his body demanded to thrust hard and take his own pleasure, but on the other hand, he wa
