Page 146 of Us Deadly Few

A gasp escaped her lips as he bit gently, the vibrations of his groans sending electric currents rippling through her body. Takeshi pulled her back up, devouring her mouth again. They kissed each other like people starved. As if they didn’t need air because they were each other’s oxygen.

With her lips pressed against his, Khalani reached around his neck and started unzipping his uniform, needing to feel all of him. Takeshi quickly unfastened the zipper himself, pulling it down and discarding it roughly across the cell.

Her hands roamed over his bare chest, feeling his heart beating like a drum.

Seeing him in action was one thing. Feeling his muscles tense beneath her fingertips was entirely different.

Biting her lip, she let her hands glide lower. When her fingers grazed his hard length, Takeshi sucked in a sharp breath.

She grinned, the thought of him coming undone because of her made her feel even more powerful.

Khalani wanted to do so much more than touch him. She wanted to make him lose control and have this moment embedded in his veins for eternity.

Just as it would be for her.

Khalani lowered to her knees, but he pulled her back up.

“Takeshi, what—”

She made a small yelp when Takeshi twirled her around so her back was flush against his chest. One arm wrapped around her, fanning the skin directly under her breasts, and the other dipped between her legs.

“If you think I’m going to cum before you, think again.”

She gulped, her head falling back against his shoulder as his thumb flicked against her, while a finger slipped inside her.

His movements quickened, and Khalani felt like she was traversing a wild peak. Climbing the tallest mountaintop. Each grind against Takeshi ignited a molten fire inside her, the heat intensifying with every stroke.

Pinpricks entered her vision. She didn’t know what was happening. Had never experienced this rush with any other partner.

When she reached back, he groaned in her ear as her hand traced him up and down, matching his pace. His heart pounded against her back, a primal beat as they slowly fell apart together.

His thumb flicked as he eased another finger inside her, and she had to stifle the moan that teetered on the edge of her lips. Every movement, every shift, elicited sparks that raced through her body, burning hotter and stronger with each passing moment.

“That’s it, beautiful. Let go for me,” he commanded, just as out of breath as she was, and with another brush of his thumb, the muscles in her core started convulsing.

Her body felt like it was on fire. Like she was burning from the inside out.

Euphoria coursed through her veins as her hand continued stroking him, his whole body tensing before he came apart with her.

Takeshi cursed and he gripped her hand, moving up and down with her.

That was even hotter.

She leaned against him, her body trembling like her limbs consisted of molten liquid, still reeling from the powerful high.

“Oh my God,” she rasped, out of breath.

“No. Just me.” He pulled her tight against him and slid down the wall. She felt each rise and fall of his chest as he laid her down on the ground and held her close. Her head rested on his forearm, while his other arm wrapped around her waist.

It was a possessive hold. Protective. Like an animal guarding its treasure.

If someone had told her in Braderhelm Prison that Takeshi would be holding her like this, she would’ve laughed and dismissed the idea outright. Not even if hell froze over would she have believed them.

But life had a way of gifting you the most unexpected things when you didn’t pay attention.

Khalani arched her back slightly and wriggled her hips, feeling him harden against her once more.

“Stop that,” he said in her ear.

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