The ache between my thighs intensifies when he sinks to his knees in front of me, taking my panties along with him. Throwing a leg over his shoulder, he buries his face in my pussy and eats me like a man enjoying his last meal on death row. My hands find his hair as I grind myself against his face. His beard tickles the inside of my thighs, the friction only turning me on more as he licks me. His tongue dips inside me before moving back up to my clit. He sucks it between his lips I scream, unable to contain it.
He glances up at me. “Show me those tits while I eat you, baby.”
I lift my pyjama top and pull it over my head, tossing it onto the floor.
He releases a deep throaty groan. “Good girl. Play with them,” he instructs, his heated gaze never leaving me as his mouth continues its assault on my pussy.
My head tips back against the door, my eyes fluttering closed as bolts of pleasure shoot through me. My breasts are heavy in my hands as I squeeze them, my sensitive nipples hard enough to cut through diamonds as I pinch them between my fingers.
I peer down to find Killian watching me, an arm wrappedaround the thigh resting on his shoulder, his free hand between his legs, rubbing himself through the fabric of his boxers.
Seeing him touching himself while he pleasures me with his mouth has me careening over the edge as I climax. I shudder as my orgasm wracks through my body, my fingers fisting his hair so hard it has to be painful for him, but he doesn’t seem to care.
My body jerks and twitches from the aftershocks of my release, rippling through me as I start to come down.
He pulls back with a satisfied smirk before rising to his feet, taking my mouth with his. I can taste myself on his lips as his tongue slips inside my mouth, it’s filthy and erotic and I love it.
He bends to lift me, my legs locking around his waist as he carries me across the room, lowering me down onto the mattress on the floor without breaking the kiss. Bracing himself above me, he kisses a trail down the column of my throat, across my chest before taking my left nipple between his lips. He sucks on it, swirling his tongue around the hardened tip. His eyes never leave mine, not once. Every flick of his tongue, every graze of his teeth against my sensitive skin sends lightning bolts of pleasure between my legs.
My body’s a live wire. Every nerve ending in overdrive.
He reaches down between us to play with my pussy, circling his fingers over my swollen clit while he sucks on my nipples. My back arches off the mattress, a cry of pleasure escaping me. He switches to the right, offering it the same treatment, his hair tickling my skin.
I reach between us, doing my best to tug down Killian’s boxers with the limited room I have.
He releases my nipple with a pop. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.” I nod, not a single shred of hesitation in my reply.
He rises up onto his knees, allowing me to hook my fingers into the waistband and pull down his underwear.
My eyes are drawn to his hard cock that juts out of his body and I gasp. It’s long and thick and perfect. My mouth salivates.
“You’re right, there really is nothing small about you.”
He chuckles. “Damn right. You’ll thank me later when I make you come so hard your legs are shaking.”
I reach for his cock without even thinking. The skin is surprisingly smooth and I trace the thick vein that runs the entire length with my finger before circling it and stroking him from root to tip.
“That feels so fucking good,” Killian groans, his head tipping back slightly, his lips parted on a moan.
I keep stroking him, revelling in the sounds I draw from him and it’s arousing to see how my touch affects him.
A shiver wracks through his body as a bead of pre cum appears at the tip of his cock. “If you keep touching me like this, butterfly, I’m not gonna last long enough to be inside you.” He removes my hand before rising to his feet.
There’s a small cabinet in the corner of the room and he reaches into it for a condom. I watch as he rips open the foil packet and slides it down his length.
God, this isactuallyhappening.
He kneels on the mattress, widening my knees to allow him room and he must see a flicker of apprehension in my face because his hand reaches down to cup my cheek. “If you want me to stop, you have totell me, okay?”
I nod.
“I need your words, Kaia. Your consent is important to me.”
“I want you. I’ll tell you to stop if it gets too much,” I promise, but it’s unlikely. I’ve wanted him for weeks and I’m not gonna let this opportunity go to waste.
He gives his cock a few hard tugs before lining himself up with my entrance, collecting some of my arousal with the tip before he pushes inside.
