“You really do?” The surprise in his voice struck her as odd.
“Yes. Why are you asking that?”
“No reason.”
“Ian.”
He released a long sigh filled with a mix of resignation and relief. “Not many people know I’m a killer.”
“You did your duty for queen and country, Ian. You made the world safer.”
He opened this mouth to probably argue with her, but she was done waiting. Rising up, Lila took control of the kiss. The power of that one move fed the hunger that always seemed to simmer when he was near. It exploded within her, and that need to control, to show him just how she felt about him, urged her on. She wrapped her hand around his cock as she continued to kiss him.
He groaned as he thrust his tongue into her mouth, almost in perfect rhythm with her strokes.
Soon, it wasn’t enough. She wanted more. She wanted everything. But she knew that would never happen. Lila couldn’t keep Ian. But in this one instance, she could show him just how she felt.
Tearing her mouth away from his, she dropped to her knees.
“Lila.”
Power rushed through her. For years she had been on the run, trying everything she could to stay alive. She had never really had control of anything, but she wanted this…she wanted him. And even if she couldn’t have him for forever, she could have him now, in this instant.
She looked up at him as she leaned forward to lick the tip of his rigid length. His nostrils flared as he watched her. That one little sign spurred her on. She opened her mouth and took him fully into her mouth. Salty sweetness filled all of her senses. Pulling back, she swiped her tongue over the tip, then took him into her mouth once more. His fingers speared through her wet hair as he molded his hands to her head.
“Bloody hell, Lila.”
His voice shook with his hunger as she slipped her hand up to cup his sac. Ian’s entire body seemed to jolt with just one squeeze, and he seemed to grow larger in her mouth.
“Absolutely not,” he said as his hands fell away from her head and he urged her up.
“What? I wanted you to come in my mouth.”
“Jesus, woman, you will be the death of me. Next time.”
He gave her a quick, hard kiss. Then lifted her up. She thought he would take her out into the bedroom, but instead, he stepped further into the shower, pressing her back against the wall.
He attacked her nipples taking one into his mouth and sucking on it so hard, her eyes rolled back in her head. Pleasure sparked and shimmered as she felt his teeth graze over the tip. He moved onto her other nipple giving it the same treatment. Her sex dampened and she almost came from him sucking on her nipples.
Fuck.
Before she was ready, he was pulling back from her.
“Wrap your legs around me, love.” His voice had grown even deeper, his hunger dripping from every syllable.
She didn’t hesitate. She was vibrating with something that wasn’t quite normal. He lifted her a little higher, then used a hand to position his dick right at her entrance. Lila wanted a hard thrust, one that would make her forget this wasn’t forever. It was just while she was on the run and afterwards they would probably part ways. She wanted to obliterate that fact with the pleasure she knew waited.
Instead, Ian slowly lowered her onto his cock, his gaze locked with hers. The same craving burning through her entire body seemed to burn deep in his blue gaze. She had never had a man look at her like that. Like she was the only thing that mattered in the world.
When he was finally seated within her, he held her there.
“You are so damned tight. Fuck, you feel like heaven. Like you were made for me.”
She should have known he would be a talker during sex. His fingers dug into her flesh as he kept up the measured thrusts. Lila was so close, but with him holding her like this, she couldn’t gain traction. Frustration grew. The only thing she could do was growl in irritation.
As if to answer her, he changed the angle of the thrusts. Right there. Just almost, then he pulled back and drove back into her, this time even harder. The ache inside her grew as he moved her closer and closer to the edge.
“Ian.”
