Moaning as his words stop as he closes his mouth around my breast, I nod. Yes, I am. I do not know what it truly means, but while I am here, I want to be his. Whatever it means, for however long he wants it, I am his.
“Everything on that list of yours, I will do with you. No other man is getting your soft, sweet body beneath him,” he groans, rocking against me faster, his words stopping as he suckles at my breast, biting gently at the nipple. “No one else gets to hear youcome. Just me. Only fucking me.”
Nodding, I moan as he scrapes his teeth over my other nipple, his hands holding my hips to pin me still beneath him. He rocks his hips faster, sliding his thick cock between my folds, hitting my swollen clit with the thick crown. I moan as stars light up behind my eyes, my nails clawing at his shoulders as he rocks fast, fucking me without pushing inside me.
“Show me, baby. Show me how pretty you come. Let me see it.”
Staring up at him, his eyes wild, his breath panting, I can’t deny him. Pleasure blooms inside of me so big, so bright, I cry out as I come hard, shuddering beneath him. I sink my teeth into his shoulder as he rocks faster, his big, hard body jerking. I moan when he comes on my pussy, the thick ropes of his cum hot on my skin.
“Yes,” I hum, rubbing against him as a second orgasm crests inside me. “Don’t stop, don’t stop. Make me come again, baby, I’m so close.”
“Fuck, you’re so goddamn hot, baby,” he grunts, reaching between us to rub his cum over my skin as he pinches my clit. Those colorful blooms go neon bright as the most powerful orgasm I have ever had rockets through me, untethered. “That’s it, fuck, that’s it, Kiera. Jesus, you’re fucking beautiful when you come for me.”
Shuddering as he collapses against me, I clutch him close. Tilting my head back, I catch his tongue as he licks at my lips. We moan as we eat at each other’s mouths hungrily, still rocking slowly, savoring the aftershocks of our pleasure. Kissing him is all it takes to build that need inside me. The need that he alone has ever created inside me before.
“Come here, baby,” he hums, rolling to pull me across his chest. “Get some rest. I was supposed to take care of you tonight.”
“Hmm, and you did. I am very taken care of,” I purr playfully.
Lying across his chest as he plays with my hair, I tell him a dozen other things on the list. I talk until I am not making sense. He never tells me to be quiet. Never tires of me listing off a dozen things I want to do that might seem silly to him. Each thing I list off, he tells me how we’re going to do it. When we will do it. Where we will do it.
By the time I fall asleep, we’ve gone over almost my entire list. Only now, as I drift off to sleep with thoughts of the pleasure, of the care, of the attention this man has given me tonight, I realize something exciting.
Killian has given me a new list of things I want to feel and see.
Chapter Six
Killian
Seeing a beautiful body bare in the ocean is my new favorite thing to do in the morning.
Watching Kiera splash in the waves of a tiny cove I brought her to, her creamy skin slowly pinking beneath the sun, is another slice of erotica I have never known before. I love the water, the smell of the ocean, the warmth of the sand, but she makes everything feel better, more intense.
“You’re beautiful, baby,” I whisper to her as I wade up behind her, trying not to press my hard-on against her plump ass.
I might try, but I fail because she pushes that sweet ass back, rubbing it against me playfully. I smack it once and she splashes me, whirling to stare up at me in pretend shock. We laugh together and I drag her closer in the water, still being gentle with her bruised body.
“This is beautiful,” she hums as she tosses her arms over my shoulders to pull me close.
Grinning, I bend to scoop her up, laughing when she squeals, her limbs locking around me. I wade deeper into the waves, bending my head to kiss her as I lower us into the water. God, I love kissing her. It was never my favorite thing, sometimes I even thought it was a waste of time.
Not with her. Kissing Kiera is different. It makes her softer, her curves pressing against me before she does this sexy, teasing little wiggle. Her mouth is sweet, minty, just the hint of the saltwater we’ve been splashing in. I could kiss her for hours if she let me. I don’t think a second kissing her is wasted time.
“Will we need clothes for you to teach me to surf?”
“Uh, yes. What did I say about no one else getting you? Thatmeans seeing your pretty tits and sweet ass on a surfboard. Not on my watch.”
Giggling that cute, light giggle, she nods in agreement. Not that it was up for debate. I promised to check off all the things on her little to-do list, but except for a few of them—skinny dipping, fucking in the rain, and a few other I cannot wait to get to—will require at least that hot little purple number she had on the day we met.
“When will you teach me? You must have clients today, right?”
That hit of reality almost ruins the moment. Yes, I have clients to teach today before I can spend more time with her. Teaching anyone else, losing time with her, is the last thing I want to do right now. But I can’t bail on Brody and besides, if we want to expand to a store, we’re in no place to turn down a paycheck.
“Yeah, I do. I won’t be done with those until later. Does anything on your list include going on a beach date?”
Grinning up at me, she nods. “I think so. If not, I can add it to the list just so we can cross it off.”
Nodding in agreement, I bend to kiss her, dipping her back in the water as I drop to my knees. Warm water splashes over us as she clings to me, opening her mouth for my greedy tongue. The little sounds she makes as she kisses me back, the water soaking us, are so hot I can’t stand it.
