Page 90 of By His Play

There will be plenty of time to dissect this later. Right now, I have a promise to follow through on.

Her lips part as if she’s about to say something, but before she gets a chance, I wrap my hand around the back of her neck and crash my mouth to hers.

She groans as we fall into our kiss.

It starts slow, but it doesn’t stay that way for long.

The fire that blazes between us shows no sign of going out, and I am here for it.

Although, I can’t help but wonder if it always would have been like this between us. If I didn’t take that leap in the kitchen, how long would we have continued to miss out for?

Her fingers twist in my hair, her nails scratching my scalp as my dick hardens again.

I’ve always had a fairly fast recovery time, but this is insane.

I can’t get enough.

And from the way she’s grinding down on me again, I’d predict she feels the same way.

Fuck. I hope she feels the same way.

Reaching for her wrists, I wrap my fingers around them and pull them behind her back, securing both in one of my hands.

The move forces her to push her chest out, making her nipples brush against my chest.

She whimpers, her hips moving faster, her wetness coating my cock.

“You want my dick again, don’t you, baby?” I ask, tugging on her wrists and forcing her away from me so I can look at her.

She licks her lips and then nods.

“Fuck, you’re hot when you’re desperate,” I muse.

“Kieran, please,” she begs, shifting her hips in search of the relief she needs.

“Wasn’t four enough, baby?” I taunt.

“No,” she cries as the head of my dick brushes her clit. “More, please.”

“Greedy girl.”

Her cheeks blaze, but something tells me it has more to do with the temperature of her body than embarrassment. For someone who can overthink a lot, it seems that Effie is able to put everything aside when she wants to.

It’s hot as fuck.

Reaching between us, I drag my fingers through her folds. She’s soaking wet and desperate.

Fisting my cock, I hold myself for her.

“Sink down on me, baby,” I demand.

I might prefer to be the one in charge, but every now and then I’ll hand it over. It’s all for my own gain, though. I want to see her tits bouncing as she rides me.

“K-Kieran,” she whimpers as I press against her entrance, desperate to feel her sucking me in again. “C-condom.”

I freeze with the head of my dick inside her.

Her muscles ripple, trying to pull me deeper as my heart pounds against my ribs.

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