Page 51 of Kill the Queens

Pulling away, a long trail of saliva strung between them. She wiped a hand across her swollen lips and looked up at him. His pupils had dilated, his chest heaving with heavy breaths.

"Fuck," Reed groaned.

Farah stood slowly and turned, offering her back to Reed. "Undo my dress."

He wasted no time, his fingers skimming over the bindings of her dress, undoing them with a speed she didn'tknow he could possess. In only seconds her bare skin was exposed to the air and a welcomed chill fought the flush of her skin.

With the dress loosened, Reed grabbed it and yanked it down her body. His eyes trailed over her as he lowered to her feet and undid the buckles of her heels. Farah stepped out of the shoes and the dress leaving her in only thin black panties. He pursed his lips together with a hum that sounded like he was preparing himself for a full five course meal.

His calloused hands scratched up the length of the queen's legs, snagging against the fabric before he peeled it away. "Fuuccckkk." Reed groaned again, drawing out the word as he squeezed his eyes shut. "Gods, I want to bury myself in you. You're utterly stunning."

Farah bent, sweeping her hand across his cheek and down his jaw. "Go ahead."

The queen gasped as Reed stood, scooping her up over his shoulder. His hands ran up her thighs to her ass, cupping her before he lowered her to the bed. He looked her over as she was laid out before him then nudged her legs wide, his hands caressing her thighs.

He ran a finger over her first, between the folds of her that had already begun to dampen. Farah took a deep breath as that finger traced over her. He drew lines across her, over her thighs, around the edges of her slits, through the small patch of curling dark hair, each time getting closer and closer.

The queen’s want was becoming evident now as she glistened below him. Reed hummed again. "I’ve wondered what you would taste like since the moment I saw you." He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth before he met her gaze and lowered his face to her sex.

Farah watched him until his tongue swiped across her and the first kindling of pleasure began. Her eyes flutteredclosed as his tongue explored her, until he found the bundle of nerves that made her hips twitch against his face. He circled that spot, making everything inside of her tighten.

Every bit of her coiled as the feeling raced toward euphoria. Just as the queen had done, as she was reaching the edge she so badly wanted to fall over, Reed pulled away, kissing her thighs. Farah opened her eyes and Reed slipped a finger in, plunging it in and out before he added another.

"You're ready for me." It was both a statement and a question. With his other hand, Reed was stroking himself. He watched his own hand as it slid in and out of her, as he drew his fingers up to her clit and circled it several more times. "I want to fill every inch of you."

Farah practically wheezed out her next breath. She needed him to fill her. She was almost certain she would beg for it if he wasn't offering right now. Her chin dipped in a shallow nod.

Reed smiled, backing off the bed to pull his shirt over his head and to let his pants fall to the ground. There was the thud as his boots were kicked against the bed frame. Farah ate up his naked body. She tried to memorize every line and muscle he had.

A shiver chased over her skin as he knelt on the bed between her legs. He lowered himself over her, teasing the tip of his cock against her. He gritted his teeth.

"Gods. You're going to feel so good," he said through his clenched teeth.

"Fuck me," Farah whispered. "Don't hold back."

Reed was shaking against her as he eased the tip of him in. Farah tipped her head back, enjoying the way he had only begun to fill her. She tried not to think too hard about how he'd barely entered her and she already felt herself stretching around him.

She drew her hands down his back, clawing his skin untilshe reached his ass and she grabbed him as he pressed his hips forward. She gasped as she took him all in. It was pain and it was pleasure as he rocked in and out of her.

Reed kissed across her shoulders, over her collarbone, and up her neck. His lips grazed along her jaw until his mouth found her ear and he was whispering to her. "Good girl. Can you take it all?"

Oh, gods. That wasn't everything?

Farah wrapped her legs around him. Her hands found his face, pulling his lips to her as she nodded her head. "Please."

"A favor for the queen." He murmured against her lips before he slid the rest of the way in.

Farah forced herself still even as she ached, even as she wanted to flinch away at the sudden strike of pain as if he'd finally reached the end of her. Then his hips were rolling against her. His pelvis pressed against her throbbing clit with each pump of his cock.

The buildup that had been there earlier was still there. She was already on edge. A moan escaped her drawing the beast from Reed as his movements became wilder. There wasn't a rhythm as they bucked against each other. There was only the need to chase the feeling, to feel one another.

"Look at you being so good for me. Taking all of me." He growled into her throat, his teeth scraping against the tendon. "Do you want to come?"

Farah was already so close. She was gasping for air, chasing that feeling, becoming undone in front of him. She nodded.

"Say it." He slowed against her, pulling himself away slightly. Her hands found his hips and she tried to heave him back on her but he held firm. "Say it," he repeated.

"Yes."

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