Page 55 of Arrogant Bastard

“What…?”

The sound of my panties ripping answers my question. He pulls the tattered scrap of satin from me without breaking our kiss. A soft rush of air between my pussy lips sends a shiver of anticipation through me. He rolls us over so I’m on top and growls against my lips, “Unzip me, baby.”

I don’t need a second prompt. My shaking hands delay the task a little longer than I want, but it helps that he doesn’t have boxers or briefs on beneath. His cock springs up, hot and heavy, and oh so gloriously hard into my hands. We both groan as I eagerly pump him from root to tip.

He finally tears his mouth from mine to grip my shoulders and hold me a little distance from him. We both look down at what I’m doing to him. “Christ, you do that so good,” he says through clenched teeth.

“You feel amazing.”

“And you look insanely gorgeous. And hungry. Do you want me?” he demands raggedly.

“Dying, Killian. I’m dying for you.”

“Show me,” he responds.

I nudge him between my thighs and tease his length with my wet sex. We both shudder. He looks up into my eyes, and we accept that we’re at the breaking point.

“Inside, darling. Put me inside you now,” he pleads.

“Yes.”

He holds me up, his strength effortlessly sexy, and I position him against my core. He releases me, and I sink down, sheathing him tight and hot and spine-meltingly magnificent.

There are no words to describe the alchemy of our coming together. No words to express the bruising perfection of Killian’s thick cock inside me. So we don’t bother to find them. We stare deep into each other’s eyes, breath suspended, absorbing the awe and majesty of it. Beneath me, he trembles from head to toe. My hands frame his face, his jaw, his neck before, unable to resist, I lower my mouth to his.

His hands finds my hips, lock me down, and he pistons inside me with a superb roll of his hips. We’re both shameless voyeurs, finding indecent pleasure in watching what our bodies do to each other. So, inevitably, we part again to stare at the perfect synchrony of pussy and cock.

“I’ve dreamed of having you like this again, watching you take my cock with your beautiful tits bouncing in my face.” He tilts his head up and catches one nipple in his mouth. “God, I’m fucking these tits the first chance I get. Then I’m eating your sublime cunt again. After that, that tight ass you’ve been torturing me with is mine.”

Everything I crave. “You sound like you have a list in mind,” I gasp through the thrusts.

“You have no fucking idea.” The words are a strained mess, punctuated by vicious thrusts inside me. Each one knocks the breath out of me and shoves ecstasy into me. I knew I wouldn’t last long. And while I mourn it being over for me way too soon, the storm approaching is one I’ve waited so long for. I want to be drenched to my very marrow. Then wrung completely dry. “Killian…”

He catches the warning in my voice. He kicks his pants away, and with a twist of his body, rolls me over onto my back. Muscle memory kicks in, and I raise my legs just as he shoves his arms beneath them. My butt is elevated off the bed and the next thrust drills into me, sparking stars across my vision.

“Killian!”

“Jesus!” His jaw is clenched tight, and sweat beads his forehead.

Fire races up from my toes, and I let loose the scream scrambling through my vocal cords. His thrusts turn lightning fast and drive me up the headboard. When my head begins to bang against the wood, I don’t give a shit.

I’m coming. Dear God, I don’t think I’ll survive the aftermath.

“You will. It’ll be fucking earth-shattering. But you will, baby. And it’ll be so good. I promise.”

My eyes widen when I realize I spoke the words aloud.

I see his strained smile. And then my eyes roll. Bliss, unstrained and blindingly powerful, surges through me. My cunt spasms with extra-enthusiastic vigor.

Above me, Killian tenses. “Fuck, you grip me so tight! Shit, I can’t hold on,” he gasps, and then I feel his lips brush mine. “Open your eyes, beautiful. I need you to watch with me.”

I drag my eyes open, watch his cock push inside my eager pussy, and ripple through my orgasms. Each time he emerges slicker, our pleasure is heightened. He supports me with the sheer strength of his lower body, keeping us locked together as we fuck each other straight into paradise.

We collapse back onto the bed in a mass of boneless limbs, incoherent words, and cum. He gathers me into his arms, and I drape myself over him, spent and useless.

After an age of gliding his hand through my hair, Killian exhales heavily. “God, Faith, that was beyond beautiful.”

I nod around the panic creeping into my heart.

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