Kian let out a low guttural moan, taking his fingers out and then sliding them back in. The sound of my arousal filled the room. “Zemra ime, you’re greedy.”
“It’s your fault. Please…”
He continued to pump me with his fingers, wholly focused on his task. “Kian… please. I need more.”
He removed his pants for the second time tonight and my breath caught, even though I’d had a chance to admire him all day. His sun-kissed, tanned body was ripped, his chest broad with specs of dark hair, a six-pack of abs, and that distinct V that led to the most endowed dick I’d ever seen.
I wanted to lick every inch of him.
Kian pumped his fingers in and out of me lazily. My legs weresplayed open for him, offering up anything and everything he wanted. Because all I wanted was him.
He lifted my other leg to his chest and unhurriedly pushed himself into me. Earlier, we were hungry and desperate. Now, everything was slower, but somehow more meaningful and heightened.
Our eyes were locked where our bodies joined, his length slowly disappearing inside me.
My mouth hung open at his claim, but he smiled possessively.
“Ahhh,” I moaned, the pressure making me feel blissfully full.
“Look at me,” he whispered, forcing me to drag my eyes up to his. “Who’s fucking you?”
“You.”
“Who?”
“You, Kian… Only you.”
“That’s right.” He thrust all the way in and we both went still. “Only me.”
Earlier was mind-blowing; this was even more so. He owned me completely.
“Fuck me,” I panted against his lips. “Harder.”
He chuckled, deep and raspy. “Bossy little woman. I say what happens. You’ll take it the way I give it to you.”
He lifted my hips and hit deeper inside me, hitting that secret spot.
“Yes… yesss,” I moaned, my eyes rolling in the back of my head.
Gradually, he began to ride me, his pelvis pistoning into me rougher and faster. The bedpost slammed into the wall with each hard thrust.
His mouth was on my neck, his teeth marking my skin. He held my legs where they were hooked over his shoulders while his hard cock impaled me, stretching me.
The sound of my arousal and flesh slapping against flesh echoed around the bedroom.
“I’m… going… Oh… God…” I cried out.
“No, not yet,” he bit out.
Unable to hold back, I clenched around him, coming so hard thatspots flew behind my eyelids. The fire inside me burst, spreading through every inch of my body down to the tips of my toes.
Kian jerked inside me as he came in a rush, following me right off the cliff. His throbbing cock sent shockwaves through me, riding the orgasm.
Our heavy breaths filled the silence, full of contentment and languid post-orgasmic bliss.
And then his lips covered mine, kissing me so lovingly and tenderly that I feared my heart would fall out of my chest.
“All night, Sophie,” he murmured against my lips. “Tomorrow, I want you to feel me every time you move.”
