(Krystal's POV)
I couldn't believe my ears when Hills told AJ off. It was if she was a totally different person. I could tell she was mad. She was more that mad. She was livid. Her jaw twitched as she spoke, her nose flared. I have never seen her upset before and this actually scared me. Her hands were balled into tight fists. Her self control was to be applauded. I watched AJ too. He wasn't exactly happy to be put on the front line of Hills' fire. He seemed mad but I could also sense a little bit of fear.
Though it all, I was ultimately scared for myself. I had seriously jeopardized my relationship with Hills, and even though she said she still loved me, I was apprehensive about what was to come next. I heard the door slam and Hill walked back over to the chair she was sitting in before.
"Krystal," she started.
"I love you. I can't tell you that enough. I want us to be together."
"I do too. Hills, I love you more than anything. I can't tell you how sorry I am about all of this. Nothing I can do is going to make it better but I will try to make it up to you somehow."
"There is no need for that. We were both wrong and made some big mistakes. It's all forgotten."
I started to cry. She forgave me. For all that I did, she forgave me. I felt unworthy at that moment to call her my lady, my lover. I didn't deserve it. I sat on the bed, burying my head in my hands as sob after sob wracked my body and my soul. I didn't notice Hills moving and sitting beside me until I felt her arms around me, holding me close to her, rocking me.
"Don't cry, cherie. It's ok. This is just a stepping stone. We can get past this. I love you. Do you understand that? My love for you will always remain constant."
"I don't deserve you, Hill. What I did was wrong, so much more wrong than anything you could ever have done."
"We deserve each other. Didn't you hear AJ? He was right. We deserve one another."
I looked into Hills' eyes and noticed the tears rolling down her face. The love that radiated from her beautiful orbs made me realize that I truly was hers and she was mine and nothing would ever shake it, break it, or tear it down. I moved closer to her and kissed her lips softly. She moved her head back and smiled.
"I have missed your lips, cherie."
"And I have missed yours, too," I responded.
She bent her head towards mine, her lips touched mine again.
They were so soft, plush. God how I missed her kisses. I hungrily kissed her back, my tongue tracing her lips begging for entry. She responded with a groan and opened them for me. I let my tongue delve into her hot, wet mouth, savoring her sweet taste, remembering her flavor. She angled her head a little to deepen the kiss and I felt her tongue duel with mine. We kissed for what seemed like forever and I never wanted it to end.
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(My POV)
I needed her then. As we kissed, I knew I wanted to give her everything I had. This was a knew beginning for us and I wanted to start it off right. No inhibitions from the past or fears of being hurt in the future was relevant. All I wanted was the present. I wanted to love Krystal and I wanted her to love me, wholly, no holds barred.
"Make love to me," she said to me.
"My pleasure, cherie," I responded.
I took her hand and we stood up together. I kissed her again, lightly pecking her moist lips as my hands began to remove her clothing piece by piece. Her shirt came first, followed by her shorts. She was standing before me in her underwear. I tore my lips away from hers and stared at her beauty.
"Krystal, I love you."
"I love you, too."
Those were the only words we spoke. Our lips met as if symbolizing our union. My hands found their way to her bra encased breasts and began to massage them tenderly. Her hands were desperately trying to remove my clothes. I laughed against her mouth and helped her take my clothes off. She broke the kiss off and glanced at me. I felt a bit embarrassed but she quickly erased all uneasiness as she took off my bra and finally my panties. I, in return, removed the rest of her clothing and led her to the bed. She laid on the bed and held out her arms to me, inviting me into her embrace. I gladly accepted her invitation and slid over her frame and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. She moaned my name as my tongue made its way down her neck, sucking her sensitive spots before finally reaching her round breast. I took a little time, making her anticipate my next move. She arched her body towards me, silently asking me to continue. I obliged and took one of her tiny nipples in my mouth, nipping it until it came to life. I did the same for the other until I knew she needed more. Her moans were soft whimpers as I bit the flesh of her tummy and dipped my tongue in her navel.
"Mmmm," she moaned.
I love the sound of her moans. They are as sweet as her singing, strong and melodic. I reached the apex of her thighs and parted them, smelling her musky scent. God, she has a heavenly odor about her. It's intoxicating. I couldn't wait any longer and I could tell she was on the verge of insanity, so I tasted her. My tongue hunted for its prize and found it happily. The fur covered flesh was slick and buried my face in it, relishing its flavor. I licked her, sucked her, nipped her, making her scream for more. My hands were pinching her nipples, tweaking them, making them red. I wanted to stay down there as long as I could. I wanted to please her. I wanted to hear my name come from those pout, bruised lips as she soared higher to completion.
"Hills, please," she begged.
I looked up and noticed her eyes staring directly into mine. I felt a jolt flow through me and radiated to my own heated sex. I moaned in response and returned to her lovely slit. I moved my hands down to her opening and slid a finger inside. Wet heat greeted it as I slow pumped it in and out of her, causing her to gasp with delight. My tongue worked furiously at her clit and soon I was rewarded me with a gush of her nectar and the sound of her scream as she fell off the edge into complete bliss. I continued to manipulate her, causing her to come again into my mouth and I greedily drank her offering. I couldn't stop. I wanted to give her everything I had. Inside, I knew I was doing this to stake my final claim on her mind, body, and soul. I wanted her to know who exactly was making her body react and I wanted her to realize that no one else on this green earth could do it better.
Finally, when I sensed her body could no longer take the torment and pleasure, I moved up her body and kissed her soundly, possessively. She moved her head to the side and gazed into my eyes. I knew what she was doing. I knew what I was going to let her do. I said nothing but rolled her on top of me.
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