A full-body shiver trembled through Lily when her nipples touched his bare skin. His heat caressed and enveloped her.
Kieran groaned into her mouth and drew back just enough to let his words ghost across her lips. “No bra? You’re killing me.”
“It’s built into the dress,” she whispered, nipping the corner of his mouth.
His arms closed around the backs of her thighs, and he hefted her up, urging her legs around his waist. Lily swept her fingers into his hair, planting kisses along his temple while Kieran’s lips trailed down her neck. He paused at her collar, nipping and rolling the sensitive skin there between his teeth. Would he leave a mark? Let the world know without words he’d claimed her?
She wiggled in his hold, tightening her legs around his waist so her core ground against his erection.
“Fuck, Lily.”
She bit back a grin and wiggled against him once more. “Yes?”
“Come here.”
Desire darkened his voice, and it made Lily’s pride sing. His need and lust and impatience were all for her.
They dropped to the bed, and Kieran’s weight deliciously pinned her onto the comforter. He dragged his tongue from the hollow of her throat down to her breasts, stopping to swirl each of her nipples into a pointed tip.
A breath shuddered through her, and she arched up. “Please, touch me more.”
Kieran’s lips curved upward before he nuzzled his face across her belly. “Is this what you want?” He slipped his hand under the band of her thong and teased his fingertips along the opening of her pussy.
What she wanted? Lily gulped. Sex was a performance. It didn’t matter what she liked.
She propped herself up on her elbows, gazing down at Kieran as her belly tightened with anticipation. He raised his head, catching her eyes right as he sank one finger inside her. She gasped but held his gaze, terrified to breathe and risk breaking the moment.
One thing was certain—she fucking loved the way he looked at her.
He twisted his wrist, adding another finger and curling both within her. “I asked you a question, Princess. Is this what you want?”
She bucked against him, wishing she could force his fingers deeper inside her. Yes, she wanted this. Wanted him. Wanted to replace every touch Vovik ever left on her.
But he was taking solong. Didn’t he know she hadn’t had sex in almost a year?
“I want to come on your cock.”
His sexy smirk tilted upward in a grin. “You will.” He withdrew his fingers and slipped off her thong, tossing it over his shoulder. “After I tease you with my tongue.”
Heat slammed into Lily’s chest and shot up her face. He was so confident about his intentions—so unlike what she’d known before. It was captivating.
Kieran leaned back and jerked his chin toward her breasts. “Nice to see the start of that blush.” He sauntered toward her purse and carried over her phone, tossing it toward her hand.
“What’s this for?”
“So you can call Carter and cancel your date.” He took a condom from his wallet and placed it on the bed, then resettled with his face between her legs. He peppered kisses over her thighs. “Go on.” His voice dropped to a husky whisper. His hot breath sent shivers spiraling up her spine. “Call him.”
He flicked his tongue over her clit, drawing a whimper from Lily. She bucked against him, begging with her body for more. Two fingers joined his tongue, and she grabbed his hair, tugging him closer.
“Uh, uh.” Kieran inched away and nipped her inner thigh. “Call, Lily.”
“Kieran…” Her voice rattled in her chest, tight with need.
“Come on.” He kissed above her hood. “Be a good girl for me.”
Lord, if he asked like that, she’d do anything for him.
With trembling hands, she picked up her phone. Carter’s number was at the top of her incoming call list. She swallowed, gulping down a breath before tapping the green button. It rang once. Twice. When were they supposed to meet? Lily glanced at her phone clock. Two more hours.
