Page 85 of Forbidden King (Magnolia Falls)

“I thought about it all day, King. I’m not denying it.” I followed him inside when he pushed the door open.

“Fuck, Saylor. I’m so fucked.” He pressed my back against the door. “I don’t know what you’re doing to me. I’ve never wanted someone more than I want you. Not even fucking close.” He dropped to his knees, catching me off guard.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to taste you right here in my entryway. And then I’m going to carry you to my bedroom and take my time with you tonight and do all the things I’ve dreamed of doing for a long fucking time.”

He pushed my skirt up around my waist, and my head fell back against the door when he tore my panties right off my body like he couldn’t wait another minute.

“King,” I whispered as his fingers trailed up the inside of my thighs.

“Spread these pretty little legs for me, Saylor. Let me see that perfect pink pussy, baby.”

My breathing was already erratic, and my legs started trembling.

“Hey, look at me.” His voice had my head springing forward and my eyes opening.

“Hi,” I said, my voice just above a whisper.

“Is this too much? Your legs are shaking.”

I shook my head. “No. I-I’ve wanted this. I just have never done, er, this before.”

“Never done what?”

“I’ve never had a man… you know, taste me. Grahame and I just didn’t do that kind of stuff.” I attempted to cover my face with my hands because this was mortifying, seeing as I was a grown woman. But I definitely hadn’t had a lot of experience in this department. King reached up and pulled my hands down. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I’m honored that I get to be the first man lucky enough to taste you. To please you this way. And I promise you, Saylor, this will feel really good, okay? I’ve got you. Always. Do you trust me?”

“Of course, I do.”

“All right. If for any reason you don’t like it, or we’re moving too fast, you just tell me to stop. There’s no rush.”

I nodded, and my fingers tangled in his hair as he buried his head between my thighs. His tongue swiped along my seam, and I gasped at the sensation.

He continued licking and teasing me over and over. His hands came around behind my butt, and he lifted me up, pulling my legs over his shoulders so he could support me.

He looked up at me, eyes blazing with need, lips wet with my desire, and he smiled. “Sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted.”

And then he covered my clit with his mouth, slipping a finger inside of me while my hips found their rhythm. I was grinding up against his face, tugging at his hair, desperate for more. He slipped in another finger, and the pressure had me gasping. My breaths were coming hard and fast, and I couldn’t get enough.

“Kingston, it’s too much,” I whispered.

“Never too much, baby,” he said when he pulled his fingers out. And just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, his tongue slipped inside me. Sliding in and out, as his thumb moved to my clit, knowing just what I needed.

Bright lights lit up behind my eyelids, and my entire body was overcome with the most euphoric feeling I’d ever experienced.

I cried out his name as pleasure tore through me, and I rode his face into oblivion.

I had no shame.

I was lost in this man.

My forbidden King.

twenty-two

Kingston

I’d carriedher down to my room, and we were lying on my bed together, as I’d listened to the sound of her breathing go back to normal.

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