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As my heart stutters and thumps, his tongue slides over my bottom lip until I sigh, my mouth his for the taking. This is nothing like the first time he so savagely kissed me. And it’s more meaningful than the sexy, possessive kiss in the English building. His tongue dips and swirls into my mouth. He takes his time with me. It’s blissful. Lust inducing. I moan, and he goes deeper, anticipating what I need. He nips at my lips and growls as he finally tears away to pepper kisses along my jawline and down my neck. Teasing my flesh, he alternately sucks and flicks his tongue over the skin. He’s definitely leaving a hickey behind, but I wouldn’t stop him for anything. His warm lips on my skin are everything. I hold his head with both hands, letting him do his worst.
The longer he seduces me with his mouth, the more I writhe beneath him, feeling the insistent pressure of his dick against my clit. I’m powerless to stop myself from rubbing against it.
Suddenly he rears back, looking down at me from a kneeling position. He breathes out carefully, his face swirling with emotion. “I want to be inside you so bad right now. To memorize the way you feel and the way you move.”
I blow out hard breath, my brows furrowing. “I don’t understand.”
He runs one hand through his hair, shaking his head as he looks right between my legs. “You’re supposed to be resting.”
I shake my head right back. Resting is the furthest thing from my mind. “Right now, I need you and you need me.”
His jaw twitches with indecision. “You’re sure?”
“Kingston. Get lost with me.” My breaths heave out one after another. “Please. I need this. I need you. I needus.”
With a groan, he reaches for my cotton underwear and pulls them down my legs and off. I shrug out of my T-shirt, leaving myself naked and vulnerable before him. He tears the towel from around his waist, and I only have a moment to think about the defined cut of his pecs and abs, his smooth, sun-kissed skin, and his fully erect cock before his head is between my legs. He licks and sucks so mercilessly at my clit that my back bows off the bed. “Oh, Kingston,” I pant, threading my fingers into his hair and tugging roughly. “Don’t you fucking stop this time.” My heels dig into the mattress, pelvis tilting upward, giving him better access.
He growls. “I won’t stop. I can’t. Not even if I tried.” He grips my ass with both hands, keeping me where he wants me as he feasts on my flesh. His tongue swirls around my clit, then licks lower into my core.
There’s something about Kingston’s face between my legs that sets me off. I can’t stop watching him. He’s intent on making me feel good, and my body? It’s his for the taking.
Tension winds itself around my insides, coiling and drawing me up tight like I’ll fall over the edge at any moment. I’m right there. Seeing stars and the planets and the sun. The entire fucking universe.
“That’s it. You’re so fucking wet, baby. Come on my face, and I’ll devour you. Your taste, your smell, your desire. Give it all to me, Elle. Mark me as yours.” At his words, lust whips through me like a fury, and my fingers clench in his hair. I gasp out my pleasure with every breath and rock against his mouth, seeking friction and an end to this insanity. I can’t take much more, he has me so wound up, I’m terrified of the fall and maybe that I’m falling a littlefor him.One finger slides into my pussy, then a second, curling and stroking at a spot inside me that almost immediately has me losing my mind and all control.
My hips buck, and I let out a long, low moan that doesn’t even sound like me. It belongs to some creature who is on the verge of surrendering every bit of herself, even if it means she’ll regret it later. Right here, right now? I’m his. And he feels like mine.
“I would give you anything. Let me give you this.” He rubs over my clit with the flat of his tongue, pumping his fingers into me in a steady, measured rhythm that is rocking my world right off its axis. “Let go, Elle. I’ve got you.”
I’ve never felt so vulnerable. Or so completely safe. My heart trips and stumbles.
And I break, crashing waves taking me under.
THIRTY-EIGHT
KINGSTON
Watchingthis girl come apart fills me with a sense of power and also with one of purpose. Like I was put here at this moment, and she was, too—for us to somehow help each other through.
Her body quakes and pulses, and I find satisfaction in dragging my fingers in and out of her cunt as she moans and thrashes, giving herself over to me. And like I promised, when she’s done shaking and gasping through her climax, I lick every square inch of her pretty pussy clean. I look up at her and rasp, “You’re such a good girl for me.”
Her mouth parts, and her already pink cheeks bloom a crimson red.
My cock is so hard I would love to immediately thrust inside her and fuck her. My balls ache with the need to come. But right now, to me, the way she feels is more important and that kinda blows my mind, because I’ve never once before given thought to a chick after I brought her to climax. If she was screaming my name, it was good enough.
But with Elliot, it’s not. I rub my cheek against her inner thigh, then turn my head to press my lips to her scars again, first one leg, then the other. “Roll over for me.”
There’s a flicker of apprehension in her eyes at my command, but she does as I say. When I grasp her hips and hike her up onto her knees, she gasps harshly, head whipping around in question.
“Ass in the air, head and chest down on the mattress. Arms out in front of you. Like you’re a cat stretching.”
She complies, and I groan aloud. “That’s it.” With both hands on her cheeks, I spread her open. Her pussy is glistening and pink, and so fucking perfect on display like this.
Elliot’s legs slide apart a few more inches, and she pushes back. “Like this?”
“Fuck, yes.” I lean in, burying my face in her and inhaling deeply as I lick once more at her sweet, sweet cunt. My fingers flex into her skin. I can’t get enough. So fucking hot. Groaning, I right myself and take my dick in my hand, giving myself a few good strokes before I bring the head of my cock to her pussy and rub it up and down through her arousal. I can’t wait to take her bare again. “Elle, fucking poor timing but you’re on the pill, right?” I push inside her, just the tip, and hold. Lust surges through my body, but still, I wait.
She shudders, and I can practically see it ripple up her spine. Glancing over her shoulder, she rocks back, taking me deeper. “Yeees,” she moans.
