Her head thrashes back and forth, fingers sliding through my hair and tightening around the strands. I groan, sucking her clit into my mouth and pumping my fingers deeper. She groans loudly as she releases. She gasps and then her hands are fisting my hair. I coax her through it, wanting every second of her climax to be powerful.
When she finally stops, I pull my fingers out, licking each one, savoring the taste of her as her eyes flash with surprise.
I don’t say anything. Instead, I come to the side of her, scooping her up as her arms go around my neck. I walk us to thebed, laying her down in the center. I reach into the bedside table and grab a condom.
“If you want me to fuck you, put it on me,” I say, handing it to her.
She huffs out a short laugh and tears it open with her teeth. Her small hand wraps around my cock and she rolls it down my shaft. “I want this,” she says with steel in her voice. “I want you.”
Then have me she shall.
I climb up, pushing her thighs apart, and line up at her entrance. “Look at me, Tessa.” Her eyes come to mine in a heartbeat and I push inside of her, feeling the greatest pleasure I’ve ever known.
Fuck, this girl is going to wreck my world.
four
Tessa
Best. Sex. Ever.
Like in the whole wide world. No one has ever had sex like I just did.
I didn’t even know that it was possible to come so many times. However, here I am, in the afterglow of a night I will never forget with a man whose last name I don’t even know.
Since I’m relatively unfamiliar with this, I’m not sure what the next move is. I have my car so at least I don’t need to ask for a ride, but like, do I stay? Get dressed? Thank him?
I really wish I could call Meredith. She did this our freshman year of college when I didn’t.
However, that’s not possible so I need to be a grown-up and make a decision.
Leaving it is.
I sit up as Killian lies beside me, still working to even out his breath. I climb out of the bed, moving to where my discarded clothes are, and the sheets ruffle behind me.
“Where are you going?”
I can do this. I can be all cool and flirty about it. There’s no way this man wants to cuddle or anything. This is a one-night stand, so now I need to do the stand and leave part.
“It’s getting late and I’m starving,” I say as I grab my shirt and slip it over my head. “You know, you sort of disrupted my food ordering.”
Killian chuckles. “I did, but I also promised we’d get food.”
Okay, maybe he doesn’t want to toss me out immediately. Feeding me would be the nice thing to do at least. I have no food in the room I’m renting and no idea where the closest option for a meal is since the kitchen at the bar is now closed.
“You don’t have to,” I say, not wanting him to feel forced.
Killian climbs out of the bed, naked, and dear Lord I feel a tingle between my legs at the sight of him.
His body is pure perfection. Zero percent body fat and one hundred percent hot.
He stands before me, grabs my pants and tosses them behind him. “I know I don’t have to, but I want to. Come on.”
I take his offered hand as we walk out of the bedroom. I didn’t get a chance to really admire the house since he devoured me as soon as we got inside, but this place is magnificent. The large, planked wood floors go perfectly with the cream-colored walls. There’s a huge natural rock fireplace in the living room with a sectional creating a separate space for the kitchen.
Nowthat, is a work of art.
Natural wood cabinets with a hunter green island. The nine-burner stove that has a plaster hood above it. Every detail is meticulously planned and meant to impress, which I am.
