Mae POV
I try to push Kieran away. I am honestly not in the mood for sex. My nerves are all over the place, and I am worried about the decision that I made for tomorrow. What if my mother isn't lucid? What if she makes a scene in the middle of the ceremony?
Kieran tightens his arm around my waist and continues to stroke my slit. My body begins to betray me, and my arousal coats his fingers.
"Kieran," I protest as I grab his wrist.
Kieran removes his fingers from my folds, and I whimper at the loss of his touch. Kieran laughs gently but doesn't touch me. "Do you want me to stop?"
My hips are grinding mindlessly against his hand. I know what my body wants, but it is definitely conflicting with my mind.
"I don't know," I whisper.
Kieran slips a finger into my core, and I instantly clench around him. I grip his shoulders tightly and close my eyes. I try to focus on Kieran's motions and not the million thoughts running through my head, but that is easier said than done.
"You are so tense," Kieran whispers next to my ear. "Let's see if I can fix that."
Hooking his fingers into the waistband of my pants, he yanks them over my hips, taking my panties with them. Cold air hits my skin, and goosebumps form all over my body.
Kieran doesn't give me a chance to step out of my pants before he drops to his knees. He runs his fingers up and down my thighs, and tingles spread all over my body. I moan, needing his touch, but Kieran doesn't give in. He continues to run his fingers over my skin, avoiding my most private parts.
I wiggle uncomfortably, trying to step out of my pants, but Kieran holds my legs in place. "What do you want?" He asks me.
"Please," I beg. "I want you."
"What do you want?" He asks me again.
I look down at Kieran, confused. I thought I told him what I wanted.
"Words, Mae," Kieran chuckles.
"I already told you that I want you," I whisper.
"That's not enough information," Kieran teases me.
I swallow hard. I have never been vocal about what I want in the bedroom before. I have just always done what is expected of me.
"I want you to touch me," I say in a low voice.
"Where?" Kieran demands to know.
"Umm," I hum. I take one of Kieran's hands and guide it to my core.
He plunges a finger inside of me, and my knees buckle from the intense pleasure. He keeps his finger deep inside me but refuses to move it. I rock my hips against his hand, trying to create any type of friction to relieve the pressure building between my legs.
"Words," Kieran eggs me on.
I grunt in frustration. I don't know what to say. I manage to kick off my pants and pull Kieran's hand away from my core. I take a step back from him and place my hands on my hips.
"I don't like being teased," I pretend to be angry.
"Was I teasing you?" Kieran laughs. "I was only asking what you wanted."
"I want you to touch me," I practically beg. "I want to feel you inside me."
"Which part do you want to feel inside of you?" He asks with a smile on his face.
"All of you," I whisper.
"Then I guess we should get started," Kieran says as if he is getting ready for a business meeting.
I stand half-naked in the middle of the room and wait for Kieran to make a move. But he just stares at me. Letting out a frustrated sigh, I rip my shirt over my head. Kieran is still watching my every move, but he doesn't move toward me.
Reaching behind my back, I unclasp my bra and let it drop to the ground. Kieran's eyes widen slightly, but he still doesn't move toward me.
I run my hands over my body up to my breasts. I cup them gently and roll my nipples between my fingers. I moan lightly at my own touch. Running my hand down my stomach, I gently touch my core. I keep my eyes fixated on Kieran while I slip a finger inside me.
I am soaking wet. My arousal slides down my hand, and Kieran lifts his nose to the air and inhales deeply. His eyes darken with lust, and he steps toward me.
I shuffle away from him, pulling my finger from my core and licking my juices off them. Kieran growls loudly and lunges for me. I know he isn't trying to hurt me, but it doesn't stop the squeal that comes from my lips.
I try to avoid Kieran, but it is like he can read my mind and knows my next move. As he chases me, he strips off his clothes and tosses them behind him. Soon, he is stark naked, and his large erection is pointing at me.
We are standing on opposite sides of the bed. Both of us are panting heavily with need, but the chase is proving to be fun. I let my eyes roam over his body, and the dampness thickens between my thighs.
Kieran is shifting his weight from one foot to the other. I can feel his excitement rushing through the bond. I can almost hear the dirty thoughts running through his mind. My eyes flicker from his massive cock to his face, and the smirk on his lips tells me I am in trouble.
"Don't even think about it," I warn him.
Kieran tilts his head to the side playfully and I know I am done for. There is nowhere else for me to run. I am backed against the window of our room.
Before I can react, Kieran jumps across the bed. My mouth drops open, and I am too stunned to try to run away. Kieran is now standing in front of me. We are just inches apart, and the tip of his erection is pressing up against my stomach.
He steps toward me, and I back up until my body is pressed against the cool glass of the window. Kieran reaches around me and grabs my ass, pulling me off the window. He tugs on the curtains with his other hand making sure they are closed tightly.
I expect him to guide me to the bed, but he doesn't. He presses me up against the wall and boxes me in with his arms.
"Nowhere to run," he smiles.