Yearn A. Ellis (carter reed .TXT) 📖

By the time we took care of the rig and dragged our asses home, Khi and I were both about to drop. I stood in the middle of our room feeling helpless and unsure of what to do next. Khi stepped close and wrapped me in his arms. “Come shower with me?”

Not even caring that others were home, I nodded silently and let him lead me to the bathroom. It only took about sixty seconds of the hot water flowing over me and Khi’s hands roaming up and down my back before shuddering sobs wracked my body.

“Shhhh, it’s okay. She’s good. We did exactly what we’re trained to do and she’s going to be fine,” Khi murmured at my ear.

He held me while I cried myself out. Aunt Bev was the only family I had that didn’t find me disgusting; she loved me, accepted me, and wanted me in her life. I couldn’t lose her. After the cathartic release and symbolic washing away of the overwhelming feelings, we climbed from the shower and made our way to the bedroom.

Without dressing and not allowing myself to give the situation too much thought, I pulled Khi down onto my bed and let him hold me.

“Thanks for today,” I mumbled. “Seeing her like that scared the shit out of me and I froze. I’ve never done that before, not even with cases much more severe. I just…”

“Shhhh, it’s okay. I think it’s understandable. We’ve had a lot of stressful, shitty calls and seeing your family member sick and bleeding is enough to freeze anyone up.” Khi kept up a continuous soft rubbing up and down my back.

“You didn’t freeze,” I said.

“Not today, but my day will come. And you’ll be there to get me focused back on the job.” Khi brushed a kiss over my temple.

I rocked my hips against his and trailed my fingers down to gently stroke his cock as I leaned in and pressed a slow kiss to his warm lips.

“You’re exhausted,” Khi hedged, but his dick hardened in my hand despite his protest.

“I am,” I agreed, “but I also need this. Need to break out of my own head, even if just for a little bit.”

“Can you be quiet?” Khi murmured against my lips.

I nodded and rolled to my back, pulling him on top of me.

Khi reached for the bedside drawer and pulled out lube and a condom. After placing them on the corner of the bed, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. His tongue plunged deep, tasting and teasing, as he thrust his dick against mine.

When our cocks were leaking, I tore away from the kiss, breathless. Spreading my legs, I grasped behind my knees. “Please. Need you.”

Khi shifted to tongue my ass for a few moments before slicking his fingers with lube and working me open. Once he had me writhing under him, Khi rolled on the condom and knelt between my spread legs. Pressing the swollen head of his cock against my hole, he eased into me inch-by-glorious-inch.

The stretch and fullness were exactly what I needed to get out of my head after the stress of our last several calls. When Khi leaned close, plastering his chest against mine and wrapping his arms under my body to grip my shoulders while he thrust hard and deep, I nearly lost my mind. Every slide into my body had his cock teasing the bundle of nerves and sending electric currents of pleasure through me.

I moaned, but Khi captured my mouth in a soul-searing kiss to keep my noises at bay. I’d never had sex in such an intimate position and the connection scorched through me, making me want every single bit of whatever Khi was willing to give me.

As his cock stimulated my gland with each pass and our bodies pressed friction against my leaking shaft, I knew it wouldn’t be long before I lost any semblance of control.

Khi broke the kiss, never easing up on his slow, hard thrusts, his fingers digging into the flesh of my shoulders. “Wanna see you come, wanna feel you on my dick.”

The raw yearning in his words was enough to push me over the edge and I groaned as my orgasm washed over me, my pulsing cock painting stripes of thick, hot cum onto my belly. Khi again silenced me with a deep kiss, his body tensing as his throbbing dick shot his load, filling the condom.

As we came down from our high, Khi’s forehead pressed against mine while we caught our breath, I savored the extreme boneless feeling that traveled through me.

Whimpering when Khi slipped from my ass and rolled from the bed to toss the condom, I smiled softly when he grabbed a damp towel to clean himself before tending to me.

Just when I expected him to crawl into his own bed, Khi pressed the lock on the door before returning to my side. “Probably should have done that earlier,” he said with a smirk. “Good thing no one came to investigate the shit-ton of noises you were making.” He settled in next to me, wrapping me in his arms and kissing my neck. “It’s a tight squeeze, but I’ll stay until you kick me out if it helps.”

My heart soared and I savored Khi’s gentle heat surrounding me. Sure, he was likely just being kind because he knew the emergency with Bev had fucked me up. But I wasn’t going to miss the chance to cuddle with him and fall asleep in his arms, no matter the fact that it wasn’t real and likely never would be if Khi had anything to say about it. Now, if I was in charge? It would have been a whole other story.

The next morning, the bed dipped as Khi rolled away from me, pulled on some boxers, and left the room. As I slowly came to awareness, a feeling of loss pinged through me, but I staggered from bed, pulled on underwear, and