Chapter 204.

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Christian pulled away for a moment, breathing softly against her lips. Then he reached for the buttons of his shirt.

One by one, he undid them quickly before pulling the shirt from his shoulders and tossing it somewhere beside the bed.

Kylie pushed herself up slightly, watching him.

Christian reached for the hem of her oversized shirt and gently pulled it over her head. He set it aside before looking at her again.

There was something different in his eyes now. His gaze was softer than she had ever seen.

Kylie feel seen.

She slowly lay back against the pillows.

Christian stood over her for a moment before leaning down. "You are disciplined." He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.

Kylie blinked.

"You are brilliant." He gave her another kiss, soft and lingering, before he moved lower.

Kylie reached for his shoulders, her fingers resting there as she watched him.

"The world is lucky to have your originality." His lips brushed her skin gently, with his eyes finding hers again.

Kylie swallowed.

Christian continued slowly, as though he had all the time in the world to remind her. "You are beautiful."

He dropped a kiss against her stomach.

"You are allowed to be loud."

Another kiss.

"You are allowed to love parties and pretty clothes and dancing until your feet hurt."

Kylie smiled faintly.

"And none of that makes you less serious."

Her smile trembled.

Christian looked up at her.

"You are still the woman who wants to become a lawyer." He took her hand and pressed a kiss to her knuckles.

"You are still the woman who wants to fight for people whose voices were ignored."

Kylie’s eyes began to shine.

"And you are still very, very sexy."

That finally made her laugh.

"Christian."

He smiled against her hand. He kissed her palm. "But I’m right."

Kylie slowly threaded her fingers through his hair.

Christian lowered his gaze to their joined hands.

"You deserve every bit of attention you get," he whispered. "Every compliment. Every person who looks at you and thinks you’re beautiful."

He lifted her foot gently, almost playfully, and pressed a kiss to it.

"Even more than that."

Kylie laughed softly through the tears gathering in her eyes.

Christian kissed her other foot before setting it down carefully. Then he looked back at her.

"I’ll wait for the day you see yourself the way I see you." His voice softened. "Until then, I’ll remind you."

Kylie stared at him with a soft tremblimg smile.

Christian reached for her short. "May I?" He asked, holding her gaze.

Kylie nodded.

"Use your words, Blue."

"Yes." Kylie nodded. The answer came quietly, but without hesitation.

Christain gently took off the short. His hands gently held her thighs, and then he buried his face between her legs.

Kylie took in a sharp breath at the sudden hot sensation. Her hand immediately flew to his hair.

Her toes curled when his tongue moved into her, and curled itself.

"Christain." She moaned softly. "Christain, come here."

Christain moved away from her. He stood before the bed, and took off his remaining piece of clothing. Then he leaned towards her again.

Kylie held his gaze as he came up. Then, she took in a sharp breath when he trapped her between his arms.

"You okay?"

Kylie nodded.

Christain breathed heavily. "Are you sure?"

Kylie nodded. She wrapped her hand around his back, and softly moved her palm on his skin.

"I want you." Kylie nodded. Her fingers traced gently along his jaw. She traced his brows. "I want this."

Christain leaned forward. Kylie held both sides of his face, and sealed their lips again.

Their lips met again, softer this time, but somehow more intense.

Kylie felt every bit of the tenderness he’d been giving her all night. The reassurance, the patience, and the quiet promise that she didn’t have to become someone else to be worthy of being loved.

His fingers tucked strands of her hair between her ear, without breaking the kiss. Kylie’s body arched lightly from the bed when she felt him between her legs.

Christian pulled back just enough to search her face.

"Are you ready, Blue?"

Kylie held both sides of his face. She searched his eyes. "I trust you." She whispered.

Christain kissed the bridge of her nose, then he held the headboard, and kissed her again.

Not breaking the kiss, he slowly moved into her. Kylie’s breath seized. She shuddered, as she adjusted to his size.

He parted the kiss slowly. "Are you okay?"

Kylie nodded. She smiled softly, and her eyes watered. "I am."

Christain kissed beneath her eyes, and began to move. Kylie wrapped her legs around his waist, breathing heavily.

She had no word to describe the insane amout of warmth and emotions that moved through her chest.

Christian put his hand beneath her, and moved his fingers along her spine, comforting her.

Kylie immediately turned over, flipping the position. She placed him under her, and sat on him, breathing heavily.

Christian hand held her butt cheek, as he stared up at her with all concentration, as if enchanted.

Kylie leaned forward again, and kissed him. Her hair falling at the side like curtains.

Christain sat up. His strong arm snaked around her body, as he held her down, and let her pick the pace.

He deepened the kiss, as Kylie fingers dug into the back of his head as she panted.

Kylie gasped, and broke the kiss. Her orgasm pooled in her lower abdomen. She continued riding him slowly.

Christian smiled at her. She returned the smile, and kissed his forehead. Christain returned the kiss to her shoulder.

Kylie gasped. The emotion was becoming too overwhelming to contain. Her orgasm broke out of her like a broken dan.

Christain followed, releasing into her. Ropes and ropes of his cum being shot into her left him breathless.

His forehead rested against hers, both of them breathing unevenly, their bodies trembling from the intensity of the moment.

Then Kylie laughed. It was breathless and almost disbelieving.

Christian laughed too. He let out a quiet, and warm laugh that made her smile even wider.

She leaned forward and kissed him again. The kiss was almost playful.

Their noses brushed, and Kylie laughed against his lips. Christian smiled into the kiss before pulling back just enough to look at her.

Kylie buried her face against his shoulder, trying to catch her breath.

Christian’s arm tightened around her. After a moment, he gently lifted her chin. "Are you alright?"

Kylie looked at him. Then she laughed again, breathless. "Yes."

She held his face between her hands, her thumbs brushing slowly across his cheeks.

"I just..." She shook her head, still smiling. "This was..." She trailed off.

There simply weren’t enough words.

Christian’s smile softened. "Did you enjoy it?"

Kylie narrowed her eyes playfully. "Do I look unsatisfied?"

"Fair point."

She laughed, and he kissed the corner of her mouth.

For a moment, they simply looked at each other.

Then Christian’s expression changed. The teasing disappeared.

"I’ll set up an appointment with Mr. Dolce."

Kylie’s smile faded slightly. "For what?"

"To call off the engagement my mum arranged."

Her eyes searched his. "You’re serious?"

"I’ve never been more serious about anything, Kylie."

Kylie swallowed. "Christian..."

He took her hand and intertwined their fingers. "I don’t want a life that was chosen for me." His thumb moved slowly across her knuckles.

"I don’t want a woman chosen because our families think we’d look good beside each other."

He looked directly into her eyes. "I want the woman who makes me forget what I was supposed to want."

Kylie’s eyes began to glisten. She still found a way to chuckle.

Christian lifted her hand to his lips. "You."

Her breath caught.

"I’m in love with you, Kylie." He smiled faintly.

"I think I fell in love with you somewhere between your arguments and our terrible decisions."

Kylie let out a tiny laugh through the tears gathering in her eyes.

He brushed a strand of hair away from her face. "I realized I don’t love different pieces of you."

His voice dropped to a whisper. "I love the whole woman."

Kylie’s lips parted.

Christian leaned closer. "So if you’re asking me what I want..." He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. "I want you. For the rest of my existance."

He dropped another kiss, this time against her cheek.

"Not because you’re easy."

He dropped another kiss to her other cheek.

"Not because you’re perfect." Then finally, he dropped a brief kiss on her lips. "Because you’re you."

Kylie stared at him. She tried to hold it back, but could not. Her tears spilled freely now. And then she smiled. A real smile. The kind that reached all the way into her eyes.

She wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly.

"I might as well be able to tolerate you," she whispered. "I don’t know if I’m also in love with you, or would ever embrace it."

Christian closed his eyes. He hugged her back. "That would work. Just take your time, okay?"

"Okay."