Page 49 of Captivating

Neither ready for this to be over.Not yet.

Not ever.

Trailing my mouth down her body, I lick the salty sweat from her skin and suck a pretty pink nipple into my mouth.

She drags her nails down my spine to my ass and digs in and whimpers as I slam into her.

“You ready to give me what I want, Lilah?”

Her hooded eyes threaten to close.

“Keep ’em open, princess. Watch me fuck you. See how hot you are when you take my cock and watch how much I want you.”

Her trembling legs tighten around me. “Fuck, Killian...”

I take her mouth in a demanding kiss, my tongue stroking hers, urgent and frenzied and desperate to give us what we need, then roll us so Lilah straddles my waist. Her back arched and her hands pressed against my chest. Soft, golden-blonde hair falling around her shoulders in wild curls, covering her flawless goddamned tits.

A shy shimmer catches in her eyes as she adjusts herself, my cock still hard inside her. She lifts up on her knees, then inches down slowly.

Sofucking slowly.

Wide eyes lock on mine as my hands slide to her hips, my fingertips biting into her soft skin. The vision of her like this burning itself forever into my brain. “You take my cock like such a good girl, princess.”

The most perfect sound I’ve ever heard slips past her pouty lips as she rocks her hips in time with mine. “Oh God, Killian...”

Her hips move faster, and her nails claw my chest. Her breasts bounce with each movement, and I hold on like the luckiest motherfucker in the world. Because this—this woman—this night—nothing will ever be better than this.

I lift my hips and hit a different angle, and Lilah screams and tightens around me.

“Fuck, princess. You gonna come for me again? You gonna milk my cock, Lilah?”

She tenses around me and gasps such a pretty fucking sound. “Ahhh—God. Yes, Killian,” she cries out as shudders rack her beautiful body, and her tight, hot, cunt squeezes the life out of me.

I slow my thrusts, fucking her through her orgasm, dragging it out until she whimpers, “It’s too much.”

And when I lay her back down against the bed, limp and sated, I keep her legs wrapped around my hips, fucking her slowly.

My eyes stay glued to her breasts, swaying with each snap of my hips.

This . . . I think . . . this was the picture I’ve imagined the most over the years.

A sex-drunk, sexy smile pulls at her beautiful lips. “Killian,” she keens, and I swear to God, I could come just from the way she says my damn name. “I can’t come again. I’ve never?—”

Needing to be deeper, and refusing to accept that she can’t, I cup her ass in my hands and drive into her depths.

This was how it was always supposed to be.

Lilah comes back to me, whimpering, and I set a punishing rhythm, fucking away all the hate until there’s just us.

Just here and now.

Until she’s right here with me again, begging.

My muscles contract with every snap of my hips against hers, every drip of Lilah’s soaked cunt sliding around my dick. Every moan and whimper and scream.

White-hot sizzling heat licks down the base of my spine as a towering inferno devours us both, and we fuck our way through all the pain.

LILAH

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