Page 35 of Beautiful Liar

He smirked, his cheeks heated. “Baby steps.”

I relaxed as he kneaded the inside of my thighs. “Relax, baby. I’m going to take care of you.”

“I know. I trust you.”

The look he gave me made all my insides want to burst into rainbow confetti.

He crawled over me and kissed me hard. His tongue warring with mine, until he sucked mine as if it were flavored. Then he proceeded to suck me everywhere else. On my neck, my clavicle. He bruised my nipples until I was moaning and groaning. I couldn’t tell if it was from pleasure or pain. He slid his mouth down to my inner thigh, giving me soft kisses, and hard sucks. All while his fingers probed and rimmed my hole, slowly, then deeper.

“Relax, sweetheart. I’m going to make it feel good.”

And he did.

By taking my cock in his expert mouth.

I almost exploded with the heat of his mouth on my shaft and his slick fingers against my hole. He inserted one. It didn’thurt, just felt weird. Then he added a second. It burned but my dick didn’t notice. It was still in his mouth. I wasn’t sure what happened afterwards, but my dick became a live wire while my ass vibrated.

“What the—”

Something exploded inside of me and I moaned so loud I’m sure the people in the house next door thought something was dying. I was dying. Kieran was no longer even touching me. “There it is, baby,” he said, kneeling at the foot of the bed, his lustful gaze on my ass as he stroked himself.

He’d inserted the toy and turned on the vibrating feature. My dick felt like an iron rod, leaking.

I grabbed it but he slapped my hand away. “No, I want to watch.”

“Fuck, Kieran. It hurts.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No!” Fuck. I didn’t know what I wanted. “Make me come. Please. Fuck. Please.” I was losing my mind. Writhing, clutching the sheets. I needed something in my mouth. “Fuck my mouth,” I begged. “Please. I want something.”

Just as I was about to blow, he pulled out the toy and I suddenly felt so damn empty inside. At least until he trailed his fingers against my hole. “You look so fucking good. Your hole is open. I think we can do this. Do you want to try.”

Shit, I’d try a fucking elephant at this point! “Yeah, fucker, make me come.”

Not sure if that pissed him off or not, but whatever the fuck I said had him putting his dick against my hole and in one fast glide, he slammed his cock inside of me to his balls.

I may have screamed. Definitely, maybe screamed. He plunged his cock inside of me, thrusting his hips in small measures until he hit that spot and every part of my body ignited.

“There, fuck. There!” I said, figuring I’d give him some instructions. The fucker laughed while I was a blabbering mess underneath him. I cupped his ass, and moved, chasing his dick. I don’t know who came first, or what world we were living in. I didn’t care. When I shot my load between us, I felt like heaven and hell had swallowed me whole.

He came with a final thrust inside of me and fused our mouths together. I couldn’t breathe, but I didn’t care. I inhaled him, breathed him in, ate his fucking mouth. He was all I needed.

The kisses softened, his heated body eased out of mine, and everything drifted out of focus.

“You okay?”

I barely heard him against the fading world. “Hmm, mm.”

“You’re shaking.”

I was. My whole body was trembling. I couldn’t make it stop. Despite the mess on me and inside me, he slipped into bed beside me and held me tight. With my cheek on his chest, I listened to the strong beat of his heart and closed my eyes.

I heard a beeping somewhere far off into space. Felt his lips on my temple. “I have to go check on my insulin. I didn’t bring any extra with me,” he whispered.

“Okay,” I whispered back, too sexed out to even move. My body heavy against my bones. A slight soreness in my ass that I did not want to think about. I must’ve said something else because he chuckled.

“I’ll bring some salve and make it feel better.”

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