Page 214 of By His Rule

Finding her hands, I lace our fingers together and tug her forward. She falls over me, and her lips immediately land against mine.

Our kiss is wild, just like the frantic movements of our hips. There is nothing calculated or precise about the way we move together. It’s desperate and erratic, and everything I didn’t know I needed.

“Kian,” she gasps into our kiss.

“Come,” I demand, and not just because it’ll give me a free pass to do the same once she has fallen again. I need it. I need to see her fall; I need to know I’m the one who caused it. I need to feel her tightening down on me as badly as I need my next breath.

She shatters, her pussy sucking me even deeper inside her, and I can’t hold on any longer.

“Lorelei,” I groan as my cock jerks inside her, pleasure saturating my body. It goes on and on, and by the time it ends, I’m fucking spent. And I didn’t even get to watch her ride me. I guess we’ll just have to do it again. What a shame.

Rolling onto my side, I drag her with me and then pull her into my arms.

It isn’t a conscious thought, but I am vaguely aware that we’re cuddling, and I never cuddle after sex. Ever.

But right now, I don’t care. I’m still inside her, my dick barely softening, and she’s tucked tightly against me, fighting to catch her breath as her body also comes down from the high.

No words are said for the longest time. The only sound that can be heard in our suite is that of our heavy breathing.

Usually after sex, I have the burning need to kick the woman out as fast as possible and jump in the shower to wash her scent off me, but both of those things are far from my mind right now.

“How is that even possible?” Lorelei whispers a few minutes later.

I know what she’s talking about. I can feel it just as much as she can.

I shrug the shoulder I’m not lying on. “It’s been a while.”

“Nice,” she seethes before trying to roll away and disconnect us.

It needs to happen, I need to lose the condom, but I don’t fucking want to.

Holding her tighter, I move my mouth to her ear. “It was just that good, Temptress. I want to do it all over again.”

Her entire body shudders as my breath rushes over her and my words hit their mark.

Pulling back, I reluctantly slip from her body and reach down to pull the rubber off.

“I think we’ve already made enough mistakes for one night, don’t you?”

Her words should sober me up, but they don’t. I’m still too high on her.

“There’s a long time until morning, Temptress. We can worry about all the things we shouldn’t have done when the sun rises.”

“Kian,” she warns as I roll her onto her back and settle between her thighs again.

Her pussy is swollen and red. Fucking perfect.

“Are you sore?”

She shakes her head. “I don’t think so.”

“Shame. I could have kissed it better if you were.”

Her hips roll and her fingers fist the sheets. I’m not sure if she’s aware she reacts so viscerally to my words, but she does.

“What are you doing?” she gasps when I drop to my stomach again.

She’s kissed away her taste, and I need more.

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