She wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face against his shoulder. He could feel her sobbing softly, her breasts raking his chest. Struggling to breathe, King notched the head of his cock against her entrance and slowly pressed inside. Electricity vibrated down his spine, lifted over his skin and bubbled through his bloodstream as he pushed in deeper. Her slick, tight folds surrounded him, still pulsating from her orgasm, milking the last vestiges of hiscontrol.
He clenched his jaw, eased inside her, inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt. Once he was seated fully inside, he molded his mouth to hers, fully connecting them. He devoured her, taking her mouth as he began to slowly thrust in andout.
She was so damn tight around him, pulsing and throbbing, gripping him, driving his need so hot, so high. And when he couldn’t stand it anymore, he gripped her hips and drove into her. He thrust hard and deep taking everything she would give him. Her whimpers turned to screams, urging himonward.
With every thrust his tension grew, his breath growing more ragged, his skin tightening over his muscles. He pounded into her, holding onto her hips as he drove. The tension grew, tightening at the base of his spine and in his cock. Her nails raked his back, her head tossing to the side. She moaned, whimpered, made soft feminine sounds that drove him over the edge. He plunged into her, sinking as deep as he could. Her pussy clamped around him, throbbing out another orgasm and milking hisfree.
Completely spent, King dropped his head to the mattress beside her, using what strength he had left to hold himself up and not crush her. She trembled beneath him, the waves of her pleasure still squeezing his cock. King shuddered, pulling on the last buzz of energy rolled onto his back, moving her so that she lay sprawled across his chest, blanketing him in thenight.
Even though he’d just experienced one of the hardest orgasms of his life, he couldn’t stop touching her. He stroked her back, shoulders, arms. He marveled at how soft she was. Every inch of her skin pressed against his. “Laura, youokay?”
She nodded, her answer like a purr. “Hmmm.”
King closed his eyes and relaxed into the mattress feeling completely satisfied and at ease. He wrapped his arms fully around her, holding onto her tightly until her breaths evened out into the smooth and steady pattern ofsleep.
He toyed with her long strands of hair, fighting his own fatigue as he sought to draw out the night. She’d been all fire. So responsive to his touch. She’d been everything he hadn’t realized heneeded.
And for the first time since he could remember, he felt…happy.
Chapter 16
Laura awoke to a loud pounding.She grabbed the covers and yanked them over her forehead. The overwhelmingly masculine scent of clean surrounded her. She felt instantly uncertain and yet thrilled. Carefully she stretched out long, sensing her newly sore muscles. King had taken her again in the middle of the night, woken her with his kisses and made slow sweetlove.
The pounding thudded through the room again. Laura pulled the covers down and peeked over the edge, and finding herself alone made a beeline over the foot of the bed and snatched on her nightgown. Sunlight filtered through the partially closed curtains of the window declaring the daytime, although without her watch or her phone she had no idea of the actualtime.
She cracked the door, peered into the hall and quickly snuck back to her own bedroom, feeling for all the world like a teenager sneaking back in to her house. Quietly she closed the door behind her, careful not to wakeFaith.
Only Faith wasn’t in there. The covers were thrown back, her pajama pants and shirt laying in a crumple on the floor, telling Laura the girl had changed clothes on herown.
The thudding sounded again, vibrating the walls. A trickle of worry slid down her spine and Laura rushed to dress and brush her teeth; combed her hair into some semblance and went in search of Faith. They’d gotten to know everyone in the mansion pretty well, but not well enough that she felt comfortable letting Faith just roam around alone. She could easily get lost in the multitude of hallways and rooms. And then there were the various places they weren’t allowedin.
What if she fell? What if no one was around? What if’s tumbled through her mind and Laura raced down the hallway. She turned the corner, the thrumming and thudding growing louder and faster. It was similar to what she’d heard earlier in the week when they’d crossed Diggs’s room, only this time the vibrations were so heavy Laura could feel them rattling herbones.
Yet, as she neared the door, the source of the booming became very clear. Then Faith squealed. Her heart leapfrogged up into her throat and Laura raced forward, flinging the bedroom door wide. Only no one was in there. She heard Faith again, and realized the sound was coming from the next door over. This one was cracked open, and Laura burst in without stopping, only to pull up, stunned. The room was completely empty save for a huge wooden box-shaped platform with speakers attached all the way around it. The heavy bass of Master P shook the entire floor. Faith, completely lost in the rhythm, stood on top of the makeshift stage dancing indelight.
King, Diggs, and Audra, Diggs fiancée, leaned against the far wall, watching withamusement.
Laura grabbed the doorframe as relief swept her. Faith spotted her, let out another squeal and waved, continuing to move and wiggle with the rhythm. She felt King’s gaze land on her and a few seconds later he was at her side, stopping just inches fromher.
Her heart leapfrogged into her throat again, only this time for an altogether different reason. If she’d thought him handsome before, he was utterly devastating to her senses now. And the way he looked at her, deeper than before. Evidence of the connection they shared was clear. His hands slid down her shoulders and he ushered her through the door into the hallway. He reached up and pulled out a set of small earplugs she hadn’t realized he’d been wearing. “How are youfeeling?”
Her core clenched between her thighs and she blushed, her body reflexively remembering last night in detail. “I’mfine.”
He stroked her cheek. “I thought you’d like to sleepin.”
She swallowed and ducked around him, needing to put some space between them so she could think. Last night she hadn’t had any doubts about their lovemaking, but the bright light of day had brought back some of her reservations. There was still so much between them with her brother and even more that she didn’t even know how tofeel.
He watched her intently and she fought the urge to squirm. They hadn’t come close to finishing their discussion, and she was getting a little frustrated with herself for not forcing the issue again before now. But that would have to wait for another time, when they werealone.
If she could keep her hands toherself.
King moved toward her, but she pointed at the large, wooden platform in the room, looking for a distraction. “What’s that?” She had to raise her voice slightly to be heard over the pounding waves ofmusic.
He shrugged. “Nothing big, just something forFaith.”
The music blared and boomed, and Faith squealed. “Nothing big? It looks like a stage for a concert orsomething.”
King scrubbed a hand over the back of his neck, looking slightly uncomfortable. “This place isn’t really set up for kids, and I know she’s been bored. After I saw how much she liked feeling Diggs’s speaker, I thought she might enjoy thistoo.”
