Page 59 of Killian De Luca

I need closer.

I need more.

I sink my teeth into her lip making her moan and if she’d let me, I’d sink my teeth in her ass making my mark there too.

Reign moans and opens up her legs. Her body is soft and smooth while mine is rigid and hard.

Our tongues dance and we make this kiss our bitch. I feel tingles down my spine when I roll my hips against hers. My hand trails to the back of her dress. I bring the zipper down while Reign pulls me closer to her.

“Killian,” she gasps when my finger trails down her bare back.

I’m too far gone to stop this now.

I take off her dress and she lets me. My shirt follows and Reign admires the tattoos while I kiss her neck. I trail the kisses down while Reign watches me with lust in her eyes.

“Tell me to stop, Reign. Because if you don’t, I won't be able to,” I say, kissing down her stomach. She clenches her thighs together, but she doesn’t say anything. “Damn it, Reign,” I say before getting below her navel. I look up at her and all I see is trust. This fucking girl. “Tell me to stop.”

“No,” she says in a breathless tone.

“Reign.” My lips nearing her pussy behind the soaked underwear.

“No.”

I groan. “You’re fucking things up for me.”

I take her underwear off and then my nose nudges her clit. She cries out and moves her thighs, but I keep them pinned down with my arms. I suck her lips in my mouth and lick all the way from her hole to her clit.

“Killian,” she moans, gripping my hair, pulling me closer.

I thrust two fingers inside her, making her gasp. “Jesus, fuck. You’re so tight. Taking my fingers so well, baby.” She clenches around my fingers, and I suck her clit in my mouth. “Come onbaby, come for me,” I mummer, feeling her clenching around my fingers, slowly falling towards the edge. I curve my fingers, hitting her g-spot, making her moan. I could do this all night if she let me. I swear I’ve never spent this much time between a woman's legs. She tightens around my fingers and comes apart. “Good girl.”

I keep my fingers inside her, softly playing with her as I lean up and press my mouth against hers.

As we kiss, her hand slowly inches down my abs then to the waistband of my pants where my zipper is. “Reign,” I groan in the kiss when she slips her hand inside my jeans, her fingers grazing my dick. “Don’t go there.” I stop kissing her, but she doesn’t. She trails her kisses down my neck. Her touch sets my skin on fire, leaving me burning with desire. My dick pulses like it has a heart of it’s own and it was saying “Fuck it, let’s do it.”

I want to cave.

I want to give in to this, to her.

But God, the guilt and the fucking ending begs me not to.

“It’s fine. Please.”

“Reign-”

“I want to, Killian.” She stops kissing me and looks up at me with stars in her eyes as if she trusts me to hold her heart in my hands. “I want it to be you.”

But she has no clue that I’ll fucking burn her heart until there’s nothing left.

“You don’t even know me.”

“I trust you. It’s my decision.” Reign moves her hand inside my briefs, and I almost want to just come then and there like a fucking teenager.

“I don’t have a condom.”

Reign nods. “Just the tip.”

I shake my head lightly. “Reign, I’ve never-”

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