Page 106 of Wicked Rockstar

I loved this bratty side of her that was emerging.

I slipped my fingers in up to the first knuckle and gently worked them in and out, pushing a little further each time.

Her hips circled over my hand, trying to find an angle that would force them deeper.

Tink’s tight heat was going to make me come before she did.

“More,” she commanded.

I curled my two fingers inside her and rubbed them into the spot that I knew would drive her as mad as she was making me feel.

“Oh, oh fuck … oh, Killian.” My name on her lips stoked the fire of my desire to an inferno.

I didn’t even care if I got off. Watching her come undone was worth every second that my dick cried in unfulfillment.

Her walls fluttered and tightened around my intrusion, and I knew that she was almost there. The sounds of the maintenance crew grew closer, and if the way my hand was soaked was any indication, I think my little fairy might be a bit of an exhibitionist.

I pumped a few more times and sucked and pinched her nipples just as her body tensed and she emitted a loud, guttural moan. The sound of her coming on my hand—literally—was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life.

I wanted to burn this moment in my memory forever.

As the tremors from her orgasm subsided, her head dropped to my shoulder while she worked to steady her breathing.

“That was … ” she paused.

I pressed a gentle kiss on the top of her head. “Fucking epic.”

I reluctantly slid my fingers out from her.

“But you didn’t … Did you? ”

I slipped them into my mouth to lick them clean. “Tonight was about you.” Not my blue balls. I’d take care of them later.

I tugged up her bra and tied the string at her chest, then adjusted the dress over her ass and around her boneless body.

Her long slow blinks showed me that she wasn’t used to guys who didn’t expect her to reciprocate. I made a mental note to be sure she knew otherwise. Before I could say anything else, the door squeaked open and one of the cleaners walked through.

He stopped short, startled. “Mr. Hook I had no idea you were here. I’m so sorry. I can come back.”

“No need.” I eased off the couch, slowly, guiding Tris until her two feet were on the floor. I kept my arm around her waist for good measure. “No worries, man. We were just leaving.”

Tris’s shoulders shook as we snuck past him.

I sent a text to Max to meet us outside.

“Do you think he heard us?” She bit her lower lip, a mischievous twinkle shining in her eyes.

I raised an eyebrow. “Don’t you mean heardyou?”

She lightly hit my shoulder with an ineffective fist. “Shut up.”

If I’d known the night was going to end like this, I would’ve made sure we had the place to ourselves and compensated the staff well for the inconvenience.

Max was waiting outside the back door. On the way back to my place, Tris cuddled up to me while I ignored Max’s questioning look in the mirror. I tucked her in closer and laced our fingers together, still amazed at the intimate moment we had shared.

For the first time, Tris was choosing me.

Choosingus.

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