Page 34 of Knight Watch

He complied, and she pushed herself more into his touch. When he pinched her nipples and tugged at them a little, it was as if an electric current went straight between her legs.

Sydney leaned back, putting her hands on his jeans-clad knees. “I want your hands lower, please.”

It was impossible for her to say the words, but Kingsley understood. “Yes, Ma’am.”

And his fingers lightly tickled her ribs, pausing a hair’s breadth from when she wanted them the most. She tilted her hips, and his rough fingers circled her clit, making her shudder.

Closing her eyes, all she felt was his hand teasing her mercilessly, making her rise higher and higher before withdrawing a little then pushing her higher again.

Her legs trembled, and she knew she was on the verge. She pushed his hand away, before bending and taking his lips. His taste, his demanding lips, blurred her mind as her hands roamed his body. Her hands hitched in the waistband of his undone jeans and started to pull as she lavished his quivering abs with kisses.

His erection freed, she heard him say her name, but she was too far gone and took him in her hands. This time, his entire body bowed and shook.

Kingsley clenched his jaw, his voice a warning hiss. “You’re playing with fire. I’m good, but not that good, Syd. Please.”

He was now the one who begged, and she smiled, her thumb spreading his essence over his head. He could warn her all he wanted, tell her she could call it quits at any time, but in her mind, there was no going back.

Reaching for her bag, she came back with a foil packet and started to open it.

He covered her hands. “Be sure, Sydney. Don’t do this for me, please. I couldn’t live with it if you went too far, too fast because of me.”

She kissed his hand and pushed it aside. “I’m desperate for you. Are you going to deny me?”

Again, he breathed harshly through clenched teeth and took the packet from her hands to sheath himself. Once he was done, his erection bobbing in anticipation, he took a bracing breath before grabbing the headboard with both his hands. “You’re in the driver’s seat. God have mercy on my soul.”

The mouth-watering man offering himself to her removed any remaining doubts. Holding him in her hand, she teased herself a little bit, rubbing him against her sensitive folds before finally positioning him and impaling herself with his thick length.

The way he stretched her bordered on pain, but the way he rubbed against her inner walls caused the most fantastic sensation. When her sight cleared, Kingsley appeared in the throes of pleasurable pain beneath her but was still hanging on to his promise. That knowledge made her throb in a way she thought the fall would occur without her having to move.

Then her body took over. It surprised her at first, as if she was watching herself, but her body had been teased for too long, had lusted too intensely for him and had had enough. It wanted this hunger to be satiated and didn’t give a damn what had happened in her past. Only the present with Kingsley mattered.

Her hips started to piston faster and faster as pleasure overtook all common sense. As she squeezed hard around him, his body stayed still, but his voice confirmed the pleasure he felt. In a storm of sensation, she heard herself call his name, and he answered with a call as desperate as her own. His low and warm voice beckoning her was all she needed, and orgasm seized her body, making her burst like a flame.

At first, she heard her own cry of release, but it was soon drowned out by Kingsley’s who shook under her and quaked deep between her legs.

Knowing he was as lost in his own pleasure as he was, extended her ecstasy until she was utterly consumed and she fell over Kingsley’s warm and reassuring body.

It took a moment for them to have enough breath to speak, and it was Kingsley who broke the silence. “Syd, are you okay?”

And still, he took care of her. Unable to answer, she purred like a kitten and rubbed her cheek against his pectoral muscle.

All she heard was the rumble of his laughter. “Syd? I need to remove the condom before an accident happens.”

The man of common sense had spoken. With a wince, she disengaged herself from him and rolled aside as he headed to the bathroom. When he returned, Sydney immediately crawled to his side, snuggling close.

“Syd? Can I ask you something?” With increased laziness, she looked up at him. “Can I put my arms around you? Can I hold you?”

Such a simple request brought tears to her eyes, but she didn’t want him to see. He had done so much for her, more than she ever hoped, and he didn’t need to deal with her whirlwind emotions. Instead of answering, she nodded, and he closed his arms around her.

Wrapped around each other, Sydney enjoyed a newfound peace in his embrace before closing her eyes and falling asleep, trusting Kingsley to keep the monsters at bay.