I held my breath as Sia entered the kitchen. I waited for her to notice me despite how I sat in the dark alcove carved into the kitchen window. Instead, she walked over to the fridge, retrieved the milk then reached for a bowl. The dim light from the open fridge door cast a soft sheen over her shapely legs. My gaze roamed her body clad in a black teddy. I was envious of the way the mid-thigh silky material hugged her perfect ass, ample breasts, and curves. Contours I’d caressed, kissed, remembered to precision, and ached to touch. The soft singing of Silent Night snapped my attention. She had a beautiful voice, soothing and serene.
I moaned when she set the milk bottle down, did a couple of slow twirls then let out a small laugh. The sultry sound tickled my ears. Molten heat poured through my body, taking with it all the hurt and anger I’d felt in the last couple of hours. She was so perfect, I could’ve spent the entire night just watching her stand there like a princess waiting to be kissed. The ache intensified. I should leave. Make my presence known. Still, I didn’t move, my gaze riveted.
She moved to the unit that contained the cereals and pushed the various boxes around. I couldn’t see her features with her back to me, but judging by the way she shoved a hand through her open hair, she was annoyed.
“Really. Who doesn’t eat Frosted flakes?” She let out a snort that almost had me laughing.
The box she wanted sat on the shelf above her head. I’d hidden it from my mother when she insisted that crap wasn’t going into her fit as fiddle son’s body. Setting my bowl down on the cushioned seat, I climbed off and padded barefooted toward Sia. She didn’t hear me approach.
Sianna
MY SKIN PRICKLED ASa sudden hyperawareness skidded down my spine. The woodsy cologne with a distinct spice curled around me before Drake’s hand touched my shoulder. My breath caught in my throat when his fingers feathered up my arm to my hand, resting on the shelf in front of me. My grip tightened on the edge when he rolled lazy circles over the sensitive skin at my wrist.
“Looking for this.” His hand lifted to the shelf above, but the feel of him at my back stole my words. I didn’t move, watching his long fingers grip a box. Even as he withdrew the Frosted Flakes, I couldn’t speak, my gaze captivated by those fingers, drooling in remembrance of what sensual pleasure they’d given me. Expecting him to move away, I shuddered when wisps of my hair fluttered in tune to his breath tickling the heated skin at my neck. His other hand slid around my waist, pulling me tighter to his naked chest, lodging the breath in my lungs. “Vanilla and almonds,” the husky murmur stroked my ear. “The sweetest smell I never forgot.”
A moan crept from my lips when his beard teased the tender skin of my shoulder. When I pressed my back into him, rolling my ass against his cock, I wasn’t thinking. A thin hiss streamed through his clenched teeth. Intoxicated, I responded to my body’s need. “Prince.” I heard him suck in a deep breath. My skin vibrated with the sound echoing with the beat of my heart.
“Kiss me, Sia.”
Like a puppet whose strings had just been pulled, I obeyed. Without turning, I angled my head up to his, slipping my hand into his hair and forcing him down to meet my lips. Even though I attempted to take command of the kiss, wanting the aggression I’d experienced before, hoping it would dull the ache I’d felt the moment my world turned upside down. Instead, it was deliciously slow, sweeping tongue and delicate nips meant to tease, woo, and ultimately destroy my self-control. This man held unbelievable power in the lightest of touches, the softest of kisses, and hardest of fucks, and I wanted it all, craved his dominance over my body. He didn’t take, he consumed. God, I was drowning.
I let out a small squeal of surprise when he pulled back, swung me around, and lifted me like I was a feather. When he set me down on the kitchen table, I had no chance to respond before he stepped between my legs and leaned down. He sank his teeth lightly into the soft skin of my inner thigh just above the knee, sucking and licking until he reached the apex between my thighs. His eyes snagged mine, and I sucked in a breath at the wicked intent there. He hooked a finger around my lace panties and shoved it aside. My head collapsed back on my shoulders as I shuddered out a moan.
“I forgot just how beautiful you were,” his gravelly voice caressed my heated pussy. I picked my head up to look at him. My skin flushed, watching him stare at the most intimate part of me. A finger dipped through my drenched folds, and I squeezed my eyes shut, my body trembling. He spread my legs farther apart, and I jerked when he blew a wisp of air over the wet flesh. “Look at me, Sia.” I did as he asked, my entire body burning with need.
With his eyes locked on mine, his tongue flicked over my clit. A zing of heat speared my pussy. I crammed a fist into my mouth to keep from crying out, my orgasm already slithering down my spine. Given the constant arousal I’d endured around him, I didn’t expect to last long. He pushed his tongue inside my pussy, and I gripped his shoulders, riding his tongue. As if he knew, he withdrew slightly.
“Don’t come.” When my eyes flared in panic, he shook his head. “Not yet.”
The combination of his rigid sucking, warm breath, and the scratch of his beard against my clit, tested my restraint. Then he was lapping me up like I was his favorite ice cream, and I was back in that apartment—just the two of us. I lifted my hips, pressing myself against his mouth. God, I could stay there all night. My orgasm was so close I could taste it—a metallic tingle at the back of my tongue. He slid a finger inside me, and my hips lurched off the table. I wasn’t sure which one of us groaned. Maybe it was both of us. His hands on my thighs kept me in place.
I was trembling so hard, I feared I’d faint from the pleasure wracking my body. “Please, prince.” I dug my nails into the hard skin of his shoulders. He added another finger and bit down on my clit. I whimpered, my head thrashing from side to side as I fought for control.
“Now.”
I crashed on his command. Hips bucking, I cried out. Drake’s hand shot up to cover my mouth as he continued licking me until I stopped shaking. It was only when I came down from my high, did I realize what I’d done. “Shit,” the word escaped my lips before I could stop myself.
