Page 105 of Wicked Rockstar

“Then show me,” she whispered.

Her eyes closed. I lightly stroked her bottom lip, and instead of pushing me away or protesting, she drew my thumb inside her mouth and sucked on it. Hard. Then she opened her eyes, boldly challenging me to make the next move.

It was sexy as fuck.

My cock thickened and pressed up into the zipper of my pants. It too seemed to hope this was the day we got to explore the woman we’d loved for so long. I wanted her with a ferocity I’d never experienced.

Sitting like this, our height was even. I brushed my lips lightly over hers, still expecting her to protest. When she didn’t, I snaked my hand to the back of her head and gripped her hair tight, yanking her face to angle it into a better position for me to deepen the kiss.

We explored together, our teeth clacking from the intensity. Our tongues tangled as though we couldn’t get enough of each other.

It was hard to believe that after all the heartache that she was here with me, just as I’d always dreamed. My hands fell to her waist and held her tightly in place.

I was afraid if I let go I’d move too fast, and scare her away.

Tris tasted like the sweet, malty beer she’d consumed earlier. I moaned as the kiss ramped up until we were devouring each other’s mouths. This was so much more than our last kiss.

This time there were no questions that we both wanted this.

Needing to have her even closer, I slid my hand from her waist to her ass and gave the voluptuous curve a firm squeeze. Simultaneous tortured groans vibrated between us as her core ground over my aching cock. Even clothed, the slight friction was almost too much, and I was afraid I’d blow my load.

Tris lifted her hips up then slowly let them down. She tightened her thighs and moaned as she picked up speed, grinding against me. “Oh, God, you feel so good.”

“Imagine if we didn’t have all this fabric between us,” I husked into her ear.

She chuckled softly as my body and mind cheered for my deepest fantasy coming true. My hips rocked up, meeting each one of her thrusts. I didn’t care that I reverted to my horny teenage self, humping her with my clothes on. It didn’t matter. I wanted her any way that I could get her. With each frantic gasp, the rustle of our clothing, the moans that escaped our lips. I seared each sensation into my brain, demanding it to become a core memory.

Her whimpers grew louder as her movements became more erratic.

“Use me,” I growled into her ear.

“I’m so close, Killian, I’m … I want … ”

“What do you need?” I had to get her across the finish line soon because the way my balls were tightening, I knew I didn’t have long left. And everything in me demanded she come first.

“My nipples,” she panted each word.

With a growl, I used my teeth to pull at the strings at her chest and nuzzled my face between her breasts. The moment her tits were free from her bra, I sucked a dusky pink bud into my mouth. Wishing I had an extra hand, I slid one up from her ass and palmed the other, using my thumb and forefinger to pinch it lightly.

“Harder,” she groaned. Her hands dove into my hair, winding the strands and knotting them between her fingers. Pain tingled along my scalp but it only enhanced the euphoric sensation. She could yank all she wanted, and she did. The pain became pleasure as her hips continued their torturous assault.

A loud clang echoed in the air. “Is someone here?” she asked, her dazed eyes struggling to flutter open.

I groaned, pulling my lips free of its bounty. “It’s the maintenance staff. They won’t get to this hallway for a few more minutes.”

“Killian, we can’t … ” Her words were saying one thing but her hips were doing another as they continued to grind into my dick, making it so hard I could’ve pounded nails with it.

“You can. Can you be a good girl and stay quiet?” I licked and nipped at her parted lips.

Her pupils dilated further. “I can be quiet.”

“Show me.” I sucked her nipple into my mouth, biting down lightly and skimming my hand up her bare thigh until I reached the seam of her silky underwear.

“What’re you waiting for?” The slight whine in her voice made me smile. “Please, Killian, touch me.”

“That. Consent is sexy as hell.” I swiped my fingers through her dripping folds, then traced two fingers around her entrance.

“And you giving me what I want is even sexier.”

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