Page 66 of Captivating

My smile is slow as it spreads against his lips, and I shimmy off his lap and reach out my hands. “I love you, Killian. I’ve loved you my entire life. Even when I hated you, I loved you.” I take his hands in mine and tug. “Now take me to bed.”

His sexy grin makes my thong wet and my body hot.

“No.”

“What—?” I don’t get to finish my thought before he picks me up and sits me on the piano, and a cacophony of keystrokes play a horrible chord beneath my ass while my question turns into a laugh. “You’re crazy.”

He drags his hands up my legs, under my nightgown, and tugs down my thong. “Crazy about you, princess. Now spread those legs and tell me your mine.”

LILAH

“I’ve only ever been yours, Killian. I brace myself on my elbows and plant a bare foot against his firm chest. Only ever yours.”

Like a man on a mission and I’m the prize, he shreds my red lace thong and presses me back against the cool piano. “Do you have any idea how much I’ve missed you? I had you for one weekend, Lilah, then you shut down and pushed me away... again.”

His rough hands run up my legs. “Never again, princess. No more pushing. It’s you and me, and we’re gonna fight, and we’re gonna get pissed, but we’ll work it out. No more shutting down. No more pushing away.”

He runs his nose up my neck and inhales before scraping his teeth over that soft spot at the base, then soothing it with his tongue, and I gasp.

“I hate that nickname.” I whisper the lie for old time’s sake and smile.

“No, you don’t. You never did.”

Killian drags a hand up my leg, bunching the red silk nightgown as he goes. “Have you gotten yourself off since your birthday, Lilah?”

My breath falters, and this gorgeous man smiles.

Still the devil you know . . .

“Did you think of me fucking you while your fingers were filling your pussy, baby?”

Holy fuck.

“How am I supposed to think when you say something like that?”

“You’re not.” He grins as his gorgeous green eyes darken to nearly black.

My laugh dies in my throat when he slides a finger between my thighs and through my sex. “You feeling needy, princess?”

“Always needy for you.” I drop back against the piano, already shaking when he slides one finger inside me, then another. My body pulses around him as want wars with need, both driving me higher. Needing more. Wanting it all.

I press my foot against him, backing him up. “I need you,” I warn before I swing my legs down and slide off the piano and onto Killian’s lap. “I need you inside me. On me. All over me. I need to feel you?—”

I’m cut off when he wraps an arm around my waist and shoves his pajamas down with the other before he sits us back down. “Take what you need, baby. Just give me you. You’re all I want. You’re all I see.”

I lift my hips and press Killian’s cock against my sex as I brace my hands against his shoulders and slowly sink down, taking him inside me.

Pleasure tinged with pain spikes, as he stretches me so thoroughly, my body hums around him.

I move slowly... achingly slow, my eyes locked on his. Barely breathing. Wanting to make up for all the years we’ve missed. For all the hurt. For everything.

I bite down on the thick, corded muscle of his neck, holding back a scream when I finally take him completely in.

“Fuck, princess, take your time. I don’t want to hurt you.” His big hand cups my face and tugs me down to his.

Goosebumps pepper my skin as I wrap my arms around those broad shoulders I love and try to move. “God, Killian. I love you.” I press my lips to his. “Only ever loved you.”

“More... more,” I pant between kisses, then lean my forehead against his when I can finally move. “I need more.”

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