Page 42 of Pushed Through The Dark

Tipping her head back further, she accepted me, she gave herself to me. Her hands came up and gently grasped my wrists as she exhaled a light moan into our kiss.

Slipping my hands down her face and over her neck, I kept moving lower, grazing her sides. She shivered lightly as my fingertips raked her ribs, reaching around to grip her ass. Lifting her off the ground, she didn't resist. Her legs wrapped around my waist, and her arms curled around my neck.

I loved the way she felt coiled around me, her body snugly pressed against mine. It felt right, she fit like she was meant to be around me that way. A lost puzzle piece that finally found it's space.

Her tits rubbed my chest, and her breathing was growing in intensity as our kiss became delirious and manic. That was what I wanted, that was what I'd been waiting for.

For her to permit me to heal her.

Suddenly, she broke away, pushing her hands against my shoulders. "Koa, I don't know if this is right," she said, her eyes frantically searching mine. "My head is fucked up, I'm not sure I'm thinking clearly."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"That's the fucked up thing, I want to keep going. I need to feel something good to help me wash away the bad."

"This is your choice, minx, not mine."

She nodded softly before making her decision known. Throwing herself forward, she kissed me on her own. I was letting her take charge, giving her the choice. It was something she'd been denied, and I was giving it back to her.

"You want me to make you feel good?" I asked.

She eagerly said, "Yes, please, if you're really not like the men that hurt me, then make me feel good."

"And you want this? You're sure?"

"Don't make me beg, just give me what I want." Her voice came out smooth and firm. She wasn't questioning herself, so I wouldn't either. I gave her the chance to say no, but she decided what would happen next.

I won't deny her what she wants.

Spinning us around, I unwrapped her from my body and cradled her in my arms as I walked us to the house. She nuzzled her face against my chest, and the very tips of her fingers teased the hair on the back of my head.

If she needed pleasure, I'd give her pleasure.

If she needed a release, I'd give her that release.

I'd give her anything she wanted for as long as she'd let me keep her.