“I’m going to come,” I warn him on a long moan, fingers biting into the fabric at his shoulders.
“Give it to me,” He commands, “Come on my cock.”
His hands squeeze hard enough that pain shoots down the backs of my thighs but the sudden burst of pleasure overrides that and I clamp around him, my climax stealing my breath.
“Fuuucccckkkk,” Killian moans, fucking me through it until his thrusts turn jerky and the muscles in his neck pull tight. His cock pulses inside of me and along moan escapes his throat as he fills me up, his orgasm making his thrusts shallow as he spends himself.
When it finally stops, he leans into me, head falling to the space between my neck and my shoulder as he breathes deeply. I loop my arms around his neck, fingers playing with the damp curled hair at his nape, his cock still buried between my legs. I’m sticky and I’m sweaty and the lipstick smeared around my mouth makes my skin feel gross but I’m too scared to move. To disturb this.
Is he going to leave like every other time? Will he walk out the door leaving me with just bruises on my thighs and his come leaking from my pussy?
He’s gentle as he pulls from me, but I still wince at the loss of him and the feel of him leaking from me and when he puts me to my feet, my knees wobble. But he doesn’t let me go, he keeps me steady as his hands right my dress and then cup my face as if I am delicate, an utter contrast to the way he just used my body.
My eyes bounce between his, a silent question, one he answers as he leans in and kisses me softly, a content sigh whispering on my lips. I don’t need to ask if he’s staying when he pulls away from me, takes my hand and guides me to the stairs.
This has only proven my obsession for him isn’t leaving, if anything he’s buried further into my soul and to get him out will only rip me in half.
Chapter Sixteen
My fingers scratch at her scalp as I lather up her shampoo and gather the rest of her hair so I can wash it. She moans a little as I press harder, the sound shooting straight to my dick. She is so fucking stunning, every glorious, naked inch of her. Firm muscles from the hours spent dancing and training, long legs, tan skin, flesh I want to sink my teeth into over and over so her body is littered with my mark.
I guide her under the spray and wash the suds from her hair, obsessed with the way it slips through my fingers like silk. When it’s free of soap, I apply her conditioner and she turns, letting it sit in her hair.
Her blue eyes dip down my body, taking me in. It’s the first time either of us have seen each other nakedand much like I did with her, she looks everywhere, from the smattering of hair across my chest to the muscles that carve up my torso and then lower, to my cock that’s semi hard and getting ready to take her again.
The rope snapped.
Knowing she had been on a date, had been close to another man, it sliced my restraint in half. Not having her wasn’t an option, my soul be damned.
Mine.
“Keep looking at me like that, Tiny Dancer,” I warn her, cock jerking, “And I’ll make it so you can’t walk.”
Her lashes flutter and lips pop open, water catching in the corners of her mouth. With a swallow, she scrapes her nails over my abs, bumping over each ridge until she passes through the hair at the base of my cock and then takes the shaft into her small palm. Her fingers don’t reach all the way around and then she licks her lips.
“Savannah,” I warn.
She gives me a flirty little smile, and with the water still cascading over the both of us, she lowers herself to her knees.
“I’ve always wanted to do this,” She looks up at me, droplets of water clinging to her skin before she leans in and flicks her tongue on the very tip of me. My knees damn near buckle and I snatch out a hand to steady myself.
“Fuck,” I growl as she sucks me past her lips, covering the crown with her mouth, all the while she keeps her eyes on me, looking up from beneath her lashes.
She sucks me in deeper, taking my cock toward the back of her throat before she pulls back and bobs her head again, going further than before.
My hand snakes around to the back of her head, her hair slick with conditioner but I get a grip on it as I pump my hips forward, hitting the back of her throat and making her gag.
“That’s it, baby,” The water hits the back of my head as I look down at her, lips stretched around my dick, eyes watering, “Suck it down.”
She gags again but I don’t give her any mercy, thrusting into her mouth until she takes almost all of me. I’m not small but she’s doing so fucking well and looks so damn pretty on her knees all wet and bare for me.
How can something so fucking wrong feel so damn right?
Her hands slap against my thighs, nails biting into my skin as I continue to take my pleasure, fucking her face until a warning zaps down my spine.
I want to see it.
“Don’t swallow, Savannah,” I tell her as I pump my hips harder. She takes it all so fucking well, swirling her tongue and sucking until my orgasm rips through me. I empty onto her tongue with a long groan that joins the sound of the running water, ropes of mycome coating her mouth.
