“Killian.”
Without another word, he hooks his thumbs into my shorts on either side, and pulls them down, along with my panties. He stares into my eyes as he presses my underwear to his nose and inhales.
“Such a fucking filthy slut. How long have you been wet for me?”
I admit the truth.
“Since I entered the gym.”
Killian tosses my clothing to the side of the mat, and I sit up and remove my bra, putting it on top of my discarded shorts.
He pushes my legs back and stares between them, a hungry expression on his face.
Leaning his head down, he glances up at my face with a smirk on his handsome face.
“Be a good girl and drench my face. I want your wetness dripping from my chin.”
He digs his fingers into my thighs as he takes a long lick up my slit, from my opening to my clit. Pushing two fingers inside me, he groans softly.
“So fucking wet.”
Killian moves his fingers in and out of me, as he flicks his tongue over my clit.
“Oh my God,” I whimper as I arch my back off the mat.
He bites down on my clit and I scream in both pain and pleasure as I dig my nails into his head. My orgasm is swift and pulls me under as my legs tremble.
“More,” he says, as he pulls my clit between his lips and sucks hard.
“Killian. Fuck. Oh my God.”
I come again, and he withdraws his fingers from me and shoves them into his mouth, staring at me as he sucks my wetness from his skin.
“Mmm,” he groans, “So fucking good, Killer.”
Climbing over me, he places a hand on either side of my head, and my heart nearly stops at the smile on his face.
“Open your mouth so you can see for yourself how good your pussy tastes.”
I part my lips as he leans down, spits in my mouth, and says, “Swallow.”
Killian chuckles as he moves closer.
“Such an obedient slut when I make you come. Maybe that’s the trick with you.”
I’m not sure if I should be offended when he calls me that, but I’m not. Every time he says that word it makes my insides pulse with need.
He places his cock at my pussy, but doesn’t put it inside me.
“If I fuck you, are you going to be a good little slut and do as you’re told?”
I fight the urge to tell him to fuck off, because more than I want to fight with him, I want to feel him inside me.
“Yes,” I whisper.
He slams inside me with no warning and without giving me a chance to get used to his size.
Sex with Killian is different than it is with either of his brothers. There’s no praise, instead, degradation seems to be his thing. His thrusts are hard, fast, and punishing.
