Page 32 of Kings & Chaos

“It’s Rock,” he said. “But same idea.”

I laughed in spite of myself, but my humor didn’t last long. A second later, he was drawing himself out of me, pleasure in reverse but pleasure all the same.

He reached between our bodies and circled my clit. “I fucking love watching myself disappear inside you.”

I looked down, watched his engorged dick disappear into my body. Desire gushed to my cunt, and he groaned like he felt it. “I’ll takeallof that, kitten.”

I used my heels as leverage to move my hips with his, rocking into him as he stroked inside me. My next orgasm was already on the horizon, barreling toward me like a fighter jet.

“Fuck yes,” he breathed. “You’re going to come again. I can feel you getting tighter, wetter.”

It was sointimateto have him watch me so closely, like he wanted to know my body as well as I knew it.

Like he already did.

“Tell me,” he coaxed.

“I’m going to come again,” I gasped.

“Fuck yeah you are,” he said, picking up the pace with his cock and his fingers on my clit.

“Oh god…” I said, letting my head fall back as the orgasm gathered at my center.

“No,” he said, his voice surprisingly firm. “Look at me while you come. Eyes open.”

I obeyed, opening my eyes and looking into his, panting like an animal as he drove into me faster, his fingers working magic on my clit.

“That’s right. Give it to me, kitten. Make that sweet pussy come.”

The words let loose what was left of my self-control and I let the orgasm wash over me, my body shuddering as I held his gaze.

He joined me a second later, groaning with his own release, driving into my body with fast controlled strokes while he continued to work my clit.

My orgasm was powerful and long, like riding the world’s longest wave in a warm sea. I let it roll over and through me as Rock worked every last drop from my body, finally slowing when I was limp as a rag doll on the patio.

When I opened my eyes, the sky spun above me, the stars glittering like diamonds. “I think I had a near-death experience.”

Rock laughed and stretched out over my body, capturing my mouth in a long, lingering kiss that threatened to feed another fire in my body. But when he broke away to look into my eyes, all the humor had gone out of his face.

He stroked my cheek. “If that was death, sign me the fuck up.”

Chapter11

Willa

“You comfortable?” Rock asked. “Need more water or anything?”

“I’m good,” I said. And I was, because who wouldn’t be good sitting naked between the legs of a perfect specimen of manhood in a hot tub after a weak-in-the-knees double orgasm at the hands — and mouth — of said perfect specimen?

He’d pulled water bottles from the fridge in the outdoor kitchen and I’d sunk into the hot tub with a sigh. But when I went to make myself comfortable on the bench, he’d pulled me between his knees instead.

Now I was stretched out, my head leaned back against his chest.

“I’m going to miss you over Thanksgiving,” Rock said, dropping a kiss on my neck. “If I didn’t want to see my sister, I’d invite myself to the Alinari family Thanksgiving, just so Neo doesn’t get you all to himself. Lucky bastard.”

“Somehow I doubt Neo sees it that way,” I said. “How is Sophia? Is she…” I hesitated, doing the math, “ten now?”

Rock’s little sister hadn’t been at the wedding between my mom and Neo’s dad, and I hadn’t seen her for ages before that.

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