"I'm very much scared of hurting you, my love" 

Rhys murmured, his voice delirious. I quickly touched his forehead and felt his temperature rise again.

"You... you won't hurt me, I know that," I assured him. His eyes opened, and they were red.

Without any further thought, he pressed his lips against mine, pushing my body against the soft bed with his weight. His kiss was intense, as if he had been waiting for an eternity to touch my lips. His hands cupped my face, and he kissed me harder, tasting the blood from my lips.

He lifted his head, pressing his warm thumbs against my lips.

"I-I'm so sorry...I- cannot..." he trailed off, but then he leaned in again to kiss every inch of my face. I knew what he wanted, but he was scared to go further without my explicit permission.

I pushed him away, and he immediately stopped, looking deeply into my eyes, questioning.

"This is how you compensate?" I asked, chuckling a bit, despite my racing heart.

"Compensate for what?" he asked, worried.

"Compensate for biting my lips off, Rhys Fucking Volkner?" I asked, my breath heavy with excitement. He took a pause before answering me, trying to guess my intentions.

"So, how do you want to be compensated, Viper?" he purred mischievously.

"Show me what those lips can do," I invited him with a giggle, seeing how mischief danced in his blue eyes.

"You're challenging me?" His husky voice sent another shiver down my spine.

"Uh-huh."

There was a brief pause, and his eyes darkened with raw desire.

He pushed me to the bed, leaning over me and kissing me again with the intention to devouring me. His hands found my breasts easily through my blouse, expertly undoing it from the back and fondling them with all his energy. I almost quivered when he twisted one of my nipples.

"Oh, so you do like it," he paused, looking at me with satisfaction.

My calm smile gave it away, so he twisted the other nipple harder, looking straight into my eyes, and making me moan again. He seemed satisfied with his discovery and leaned in to kiss me, accompanying each kiss with bites and nibbles on my face, neck, and collarbone, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

"Ask Daddy to suck your tits," he growled, and I obeyed.

"Please," I begged, my breath heavy.

He grabbed my face with one hand and said,

"Harder."

"Please!" I begged louder, my body longing for his touch.

He lowered his head and started kissing my breasts, tautening my nipples with his hands, making them perk up. Then, he began to lazily lick them, making me almost cry out loud in frustration.

"Please!!" I almost shouted, feeling embarrassed but desperate.

"Beg for it," he whispered.

"Please!" I was on the verge of tears.

"Don't regret begging me," he commanded, before taking one of my breasts fully in his mouth and sucking hard. A jolt of electricity ran through my body, making me lose control.

"Rhys," I gasped, my fingers tangling in his hair as he sucked and nibbled on my nipples. "Please."

This made him bite my areola and pull it away, making me cry out as it hurt slightly. But I couldn't stop him. He gave my other breast the same treatment, and my body arched with every unexpected move. I couldn't control my orgasms as he pressed both my breasts together, sucking and biting them, sending me into the happiest orgasm I'd ever felt.

When he finally lifted his head, I lay naked in front of him, all my insecurities visible, my stretch marks, my love handles, my hyperpigmentations, my moles.....everything. His muscular, tattooed body was on full display, and his erect cock was throbbing before my eyes.

I gasped in anticipation, knowing fully what was coming next.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his fingers gently caressing my body, up to my cheek, putting his thumb in my mouth. "I've dreamed of this moment for so long."

I reached up to pull him closer, our bodies pressing together, skin against skin. The sensation was overwhelming. He started playing with my breasts again, sending me to the stars and beyond. Then he mercifully kissed down my belly, heading further south.

But he stood up, pulling my legs closer to him, and without hesitation, kneeled before me and commanded,

"Spread your legs for me."

Without hesitation, I spread them, and he wrapped my legs around his shoulders, sparing no time to lick and nibble my clit.

I shouted out in shock at the sensation. I've never felt anything like this in my life.

"When did you cum?" he asked suddenly. I raised my head to see him, flabbergasted. One of his arms was hugging my hips, his head close to my pussy, and with his other arm, he was jerking off his thick, veiny cock.

I was too stunned to answer.

"Next time, don't cum before I say so," he commanded, then went back to devouring me.

Every flick of his tongue sent jolts of orgasm through my brain, leaving my body unable to handle it. My thighs almost crushed his head as I came again, uncontrollably.

He lifted his head, gasping for breath,

"What do you want?" he asked, his face red.

"Please," I begged, my body longing for him, his girthy cock.

He knew what I wanted. But all he gave me was a crooked smile, as if he were enjoying me quivering and whimpering in hunger.

"Please!! Rhys... I beg you!!" I was on the verge of tears, needing him more than ever.

He smiled a cunning, satisfactory smile, moving back up to kiss me again, his hand sliding down my body, between my thighs. He paused, looking into my eyes, silently asking for permission. I nodded, and his fingers slipped inside me, making me cry out in pleasure.

"God, Kay," he groaned, feeling how ready I was.

He positioned himself above me, the tip of his penis pressing against my entrance. Slowly, he pushed inside, filling me completely. We both moaned at the sensation, moving together in perfect harmony.

"I love you!! I love you beyond anything...." he mumbled and moaned in my face, while each thrust gave me pleasure and uneasiness. His eyes were closed, and he couldn't resist kissing me here and there.

"Kay, I'm close," he whispered, his voice strained.

"Me too," I replied, breathless.

But as I was about to cum for the third time, unwanted memories crashed over me, bringing Little Kay's voice back, her wails back.

No no no no no..... I don't want to remember this....I don't want to remember this now......

The heart that was beating with happiness now pounded with agony. 

I involuntarily pushed Rhys away, panicking.

"Rhys....Stop. Please stop..." Little Kay begged him. I couldn't control her.

This made him open his eyes and look directly into mine.

"Stop. Stop. Please stop this." Little Kay begged him while pushing him away from her. Her ringing voice started to tingle my eardrums.

Rhys immediately jumped off of me and raised his hands upward.

"I'm not touching you, Kay! I'm not touching you anymore!"

His eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, and his erect penis was throbbing.

Rhys stepped back from the bed and from the distance, he was yelling at me,

"I'm not touching you anymore, Kay. Relax. Just relax. Please relax. It's fine... It's okay....."

His voice was filled with worry and guilt, as I just realized he had just come. Just the moment I asked him to get away from me.

And I realized I had ruined it for him.

With my abysmal horror, I just realized what I had done to him.

"I-I... I'm so sorry..." I choked out, unable to hold back my tears.

Why did Little Kay have to ruin everything?

Why?

I wanted this.

I wanted to fuck Rhys Volkner.

I'm a grown-ass woman; I have the right to choose who I want to fuck.

Why did Little Kay have to ruin this?

Rhys gave me a very sad look, and I couldn't hold myself together anymore. I burst out crying. I had broken Rhys's heart. I ruined it for him. I ruined our relationship.

"No-no-no-no!!! Don't cry!! Please!!"

Rhys ran to me immediately, but he didn't touch me. I could feel my heart about to burst from my chest, in pain I couldn't hold anymore, in suffering I couldn't endure anymore.

"I-I... I ruined it for you... I am so sorry..." These were the only words I could muster. I couldn't see his face as tears filled my eyes.

I covered my face with my hands as I couldn't look at him, and I couldn't stop crying.

"No!! No-no-no-no... Baby, you didn't ruin anything for me..." His voice was soft, apologetic, sad.

I could feel my heart breaking apart from the fact that I almost exposed my past to him. This was something I couldn't let happen. Nobody should know what happened to me.

"Can I touch you?" he asked gently, shaking me from my thoughts.

I lifted my head and looked at his face, filled with guilt and worry. I tried to read his eyes, but they were filled with concern.

"Can I touch you, baby?" he asked again.

I nodded.

Rhys came closer and cupped my face.

"You didn't ruin anything for me, my baby," he assured me, kissing my forehead. His words made me break down into tears again.

"I love you... You have no idea how much I love you, Kay..." he added, intensifying my sobs.

Rhys pressed my head against his warm chest, hugging me tightly. My bare skin against his sent a shiver down my spine again.

"It's impossible to describe how much I love you... And you have no idea about it, Kay..." he whispered, keeping me close.

I wanted to lift my head, but he didn't let me. Instead, he lay with me on the bed, hugging me like a bear.

"Don't ever think these silly little things can upset me... You just panicked, that's all. It's okay to panic when your all-time biggest crush is cumming inside you..." he joked.

I burst into laughter through my tears. Only this man has the power to make me laugh in situations like this.

"You are always safe with me... Always... Unless I'm a horny bastard, you are always safe with me. Imagine how hard it was for me to wait six months to get inside your panties?" he joked again, making me giggle in his arms while wiping away my tears.

He lifted my head and looked into my face.

"That's my good girl. I love the way you smile. Why do you cry for silly reasons, silly little goose?"

"I thought I hurt you," I admitted.

Rhys sighed and brushed my hair behind my ears. "No. 1, you didn't hurt me at all, at least not tonight. No. 2, you can hurt me as much as you want..."

"I don't want us to be a toxic couple, I will never hurt you..." I insisted, lifting my head from his arms.

Rhys looked into my eyes for the longest second, assessing what I just said to him.

He sat up.

"We are a couple now?" he asked me. His blue eyes were glowing in the dark.

I sat up with him and looked directly into his eyes, knowing very well what he would ask me if I responded positively. So, I nodded.

Rhys looked at me, astonished.

"Do you love me?" he asked.

I had no idea what to say. I wanted to hide my feelings from him as long as it was possible. He already hurt me once, I know- his mistake. I had already forgiven him. But I never wanted him to know how much I was in love with him. And no power on earth can take all these love away from my heart, ever. And Rhys didn't just strip me of my clothes; he also left me emotionally naked. He could read me like an open book.

After the longest pause, I nodded my head violently. He deserved this truth, so I gave it to him.

He looked deeply into my eyes for a long time, trying to see if I was lying. Then, as if something clicked, he opened his arms for me.

I almost jumped into his strong arms, resting my head on his broad shoulders, crying violently. This time, he didn't try to stop me.

"Your love is safe with me, Kay. Always. For the rest of my life, I promise," Rhys whispered in my ear, brushing my back and my long hair.

I hugged him tightly, knowing full well that my love was indeed safe with him.

"Never leave me....please..." He begged me.

I had no intentions of leaving him, ever.

Whether Little Kay believed it or not, I believed it.

Rhys was the love I had been searching for my whole life.