Not So Pretend Wedding

Chapter 3
To “BED” They Go.

FLASHBACK CONTINUED

Their eyes locked sending chills down each of their spines, and Kyoya pulled Haruhi into a kiss. That kiss said everything. It meant everything. He wanted her and had to have her. No, he needed her. He needed her so he could live in the truest form imaginable.

Haruhi moans in to his mouth. Her mind is spinning. She loved him, and she needed him just as much as he did her. Nothing in this world had ever felt as right as that moment when they kissed that 3rd time.

Kyoya slid his arm down her side to her knees and picked her up causing a surprising arousing squeak to come from Haruhi. His lips never left hers during the travel to his bed, in the next room (convent?). He lightly tossed her on his bed earning another squeak form the air starved Haruhi.

She looked at him with her big doe eyes wondering why he just stood there just looking at her. Then it hit her, he was trying to control himself. Kyoya never lost control and that is what exactly was happening to him.

She smiled “Kyoya, I need you.” His will was broken he had to have her now.

He leaped on to the bed pinning her beneath him, much like the time at the beach house but this time there were no lessons to be learned and no will left to be broken. He kissed her in a feverish haste sucking out the air she had been so desperately trying to get back.
He left her lips and traveled down her neck to the sweet sensitive spot that made her sigh his name. He bit down and received a delicious cry of passion. He needed more he had to have all of her not just her neck.

It seemed she was thinking the same thing and began to unbutton his shirt. He pinned her hands above her head and she growled in anger though the anger didn’t last long. He reached down and just ripped his own open sending buttons lying everywhere. He released her arms and she slid them around his neck.

“Rich bastard,” she whispered quietly into his ear.

He growled into her ear, and kissed her roughly. All thoughts that she may have once had disappeared, leaving only one remaining. That this was right and never should stop (ok that’s two, but who can count during sex). His hand slipped under her dress to her steadily wetter inner thighs.
He yanked her panties down, and let his finger brush against her folds. He need her naked now, he thought to himself. He lifted the hem of her dress. Getting the hint Haruhi raised her arms, and Kyoya threw it somewhere.

“Thank you, god” he mumbled. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her breasts were small enough that she didn’t need one. For him that was perfect. Kyoya doubted he could handle the damn hooks right then.

He bent his head and began to assault her left nipple with his tongue while the other he assaulted with his fingers. Her moans became louder with each flick and massage. Her fingers ran through his hair grabbing a handful she pulled his face up to look at her. Kyoya’s eyes shone dark with desire.

She kissed him, fingers traveling down his smooth stomach and made quick work of his pants button and zipper. Kyoya needed not be told what to do in words her eyes said everything. He slid his pants to his ankles and kicked them to the floor.

He bent and softly kissed her neck. “I need you”. He spoke quietly into her ear.

“I need you” she returned in a soft sigh.

His knee separated her legs and he set them around his hips. Kyoya placed himself at Haruhi’s wet opening and searched her eyes. He knew she was a virgin and didn’t want to hurt her, so much like with pulling off a band aid he went fast.

She gasped in surprise and slight pain and then whispered “I’m fine.”

He smiled “good”.

Kyoya started his pace slow frustrating Haruhi thoroughly. “Harder Kyoya… please” she begged.
He need not be told twice. He picked up his pace drawing almost completely out of her before slamming back in. Her breath hitched every time, but she loved every second. She dug her nails in his back feeling herself beginning to climax.

“Oh god…Kyoya. I love you.” She cried out digging her nails in deeper.

The sound of his name on her lips sent him tumbling with her. He cried out as he came in her. Breathing heavy he laid his head on her small beautiful chest.

“I love you to.” He smiled and kissed her slightly. Together they fell into a beautiful blissful sleep.