14. Killian
KILLIAN
I lift Lilah in my arms and take the stairs two at a time. I need this woman spread out on a bed. Not up against a wall. I need to see her. Touch her. Fucking devour her.
Without asking, I kick open her bedroom door and stop. “You still with me?”
Christ, let her still be with me.
“Put me down, St. James,” she whispers wickedly. “Let me show you exactly how with you I am.”
I set her on the floor, and Lilah’s smile is instantaneous. “You know...” She spreads her palms out flat against my chest and drags them out to my shoulders and down my arms, then back up, unfastening each button with painstakingly slow precision. “That pretty picture I painted earlier...”
“Fuck, Lilah...” Her nails scrape my skin as she shoves my shirt off me. “I’ll never forget that picture.”
“I might have fantasized about that a time or two too...”
She leans in and teases my nipple with her nail, then her tongue, while she pulls my belt free from my pants. “Or maybe two hundred.” She shoves my jeans and boxers down, then licks her lips. “Jesus, Killer, you’re huge.”
Part of me roars in triumph, part of me wants to kill any other man she’s seen naked. Either way, both parts fade away to a distant background noise when she drops to her knees with a sexy-as-sin smile on her face and my cock in her hands. She looks up at me through long dark lashes and lidded eyes, so fucking pretty.
“I’ve imagined doing this,” she whispers quietly. “Tell me you have too.”
“Fuck, Lilah. I’ve imagined you just like this since I figured out how to jerk myself off.” I cup her face and rub my thumb over her jaw. “Open up for me, princess.”
Without any hesitation, she parts her pouty pink lips and swirls her tongue around the head of my throbbing cock. She fists the base, and an arrogant smile tugs at my lips when her hand can’t quite wrap entirely around me.
Lilah licks me from base to tip, then swallows me down her throat and gags.
Her eyes water, and her lashes flutter as she looks up at me—and ho-ly shit—the sight of this woman on her knees threatens every fucking ounce of control I’ve spent a lifetime building. I force myself to hold back and not lose control. Instead, I wrap her hair around one fist and tug gently.
“I don’t want to come in your mouth, princess.”
She reaches up and digs her nails into my bare ass and moans as she bats those fucking lashes. Taking me deeper into her throat. Sucking me down.
“Fuck,” I growl as a thundering need builds to a roar at the base of my spine. I thrust into her mouth, giving in to the need, and Lilah cries out.
Fuck— Fuck —Fuck.
She licks up the length of my cock, then pops off and drags her teeth over her lips. “God, yes,” she moans again before taking me down her throat and humming.
Her hot tears pool in her eyes, and I drop her hair and grab her face as my abs pull tight, with the force it’s taking to maintain control. After two more strokes of her tongue, I lift her, and she wraps her legs around my waist, teasing my cock with her soaked pussy.
Lilah grinds her hips against me as she pushes her tongue into my mouth and wraps her arms around my neck. “That was even hotter than I imagined.”
“Fuck, princess.” My mind spins, but I force it to slow. “Condoms?”
She nips my lips as her nails score my skin. “Nightstand,” she gasps as she teases me and takes me inside her... Just the fucking tip, and I swear to all that’s holy I could come right now. “Hurry.”
“No,” I groan and squeeze her ass. “If I’m only getting one night with you, I’m not gonna hurry a goddamned thing.”
“Always such a bossy asshole.” Her words are a whimper and a protest as she sinks further down my cock. “But my God, you feel so fucking good. Fuck me, Killian.”
I drop her to the bed with a bounce and open her drawer, fumbling for the condoms. I pull one out and hold it up, then toss it aside. “Baby, that’s not gonna fit. I gotta go get one from my room.”
When I take a step back, she sits up and pulls her dress off, leaving her naked and perfect on the bed, rocking me to my fucking core. “I’m on the pill,” she pants and climbs up to her knees. “Please, please, please, just fuck me. I’m clean. I haven’t had sex in so long, and I’ve been tested since.”
“Lilah...” I grab the back of her neck and close my mouth over hers, swallowing her protests. “I’ll be back in just a minute.”
She reaches between us and squeezes my cock. “I’ve never been bare with anyone, Killer. Please give me this.”
“Fuck, princess. I never could tell you no.” I lay her back on the bed and settle between her thighs.
“Liar,” she whispers and drops her knees to the bed.
I lift one foot and kiss her perfectly toned calf, then drape it over my shoulder and bury my face in her pussy.
“Shit—Killian . . .”
I drag my eyes to hers and smile against her. “Want me to stop?”
“Don’t you dare...” She whines and lifts her hips.
“Yes, princess,” I growl against her cunt and suck her clit harder each time she squirms.
“Oh God .” She bows off the bed, grasping my hair. “Please... Please, please, please.”
The sound of Lilah Ryan begging is the absolute hottest fucking thing I’ve ever heard.
I suck and lick and graze with my fucking teeth until she can’t take it anymore, and then I stuff three fingers inside her sweet pussy and bite down and tug on her clit, and Lilah comes so hard, she sobs and falls against the bed.
“Open those eyes, princess. I’m not done with you yet.”
Her beautiful cobalt eyes slowly open, sex-dazed and heavy-lidded.
Desperate.
So fucking needy.
My girl wants more.
“Killian...” she sighs as I kiss my way back up her body, and her legs wrap around my waist. My cock pulsing against her swollen sex. Teasing her.
She drags her fingers along the muscles of my bare back, her nails raking my skin, and drags her lips along my earlobe, then bites. “More.”
I push in the tiniest bit, and she clamps down. Holding me closer. Tighter.
Bringing me closer. Faster. And I push all the way in and freeze.
“So fucking tight, Lilah. Fuck. You’re squeezing the life out of me.”
She whimpers and closes her eyes.
“Eyes on me, princess.” I slide back out, and her eyes fly wide open and lock on mine as I push back in. “Fucking perfect, Lilah. Your cunt was made for me, baby.”
“Oh God...” she moans as I slide my arms around her and change our angle. Setting a fast rhythm, and she matches thrust for fucking thrust.
“So fucking pretty when you come with my mouth on your cunt. Now, you’re gonna show me how pretty you are when you come on my cock, aren’t you, princess?” Devouring her mouth with mine, I swallow her moan... Her breath... Her fucking soul.
The word mine is like a war cry chanting in my mind.
Every inch of this woman has always been mine.
She knows it too, even if she can’t admit it yet.
She digs her heels into my ass as our bodies slide together. Not a whisper of space between us. We’re both desperate for more as our hands move everywhere. Grabbing and scraping and tugging and grinding.
Both of us barely breathing.
Her orgasm still dripping between us.
Neither ready for this to be over. Not yet .
Not ever.
Trailing my mouth down her body, I lick the salty sweat from her skin and suck a pretty pink nipple into my mouth.
She drags her nails down my spine to my ass and digs in and whimpers as I slam into her.
“You ready to give me what I want, Lilah?”
Her hooded eyes threaten to close.
“Keep ’em open, princess. Watch me fuck you. See how hot you are when you take my cock and watch how much I want you.”
Her trembling legs tighten around me. “Fuck, Killian...”
I take her mouth in a demanding kiss, my tongue stroking hers, urgent and frenzied and desperate to give us what we need, then roll us so Lilah straddles my waist. Her back arched and her hands pressed against my chest. Soft, golden-blonde hair falling around her shoulders in wild curls, covering her flawless goddamned tits.
A shy shimmer catches in her eyes as she adjusts herself, my cock still hard inside her. She lifts up on her knees, then inches down slowly.
So fucking slowly.
Wide eyes lock on mine as my hands slide to her hips, my fingertips biting into her soft skin. The vision of her like this burning itself forever into my brain. “You take my cock like such a good girl, princess.”
The most perfect sound I’ve ever heard slips past her pouty lips as she rocks her hips in time with mine. “Oh God, Killian...”
Her hips move faster, and her nails claw my chest. Her breasts bounce with each movement, and I hold on like the luckiest motherfucker in the world. Because this—this woman—this night—nothing will ever be better than this.
I lift my hips and hit a different angle, and Lilah screams and tightens around me.
“Fuck, princess. You gonna come for me again? You gonna milk my cock, Lilah?”
She tenses around me and gasps such a pretty fucking sound. “Ahhh—God. Yes, Killian,” she cries out as shudders rack her beautiful body, and her tight, hot, cunt squeezes the life out of me.
I slow my thrusts, fucking her through her orgasm, dragging it out until she whimpers, “It’s too much.”
And when I lay her back down against the bed, limp and sated, I keep her legs wrapped around my hips, fucking her slowly.
My eyes stay glued to her breasts, swaying with each snap of my hips.
This . . . I think . . . this was the picture I’ve imagined the most over the years.
A sex-drunk, sexy smile pulls at her beautiful lips. “Killian,” she keens, and I swear to God, I could come just from the way she says my damn name. “I can’t come again. I’ve never?—”
Needing to be deeper, and refusing to accept that she can’t, I cup her ass in my hands and drive into her depths.
This was how it was always supposed to be.
Lilah comes back to me, whimpering, and I set a punishing rhythm, fucking away all the hate until there’s just us.
Just here and now.
Until she’s right here with me again, begging.
My muscles contract with every snap of my hips against hers, every drip of Lilah’s soaked cunt sliding around my dick. Every moan and whimper and scream.
White-hot sizzling heat licks down the base of my spine as a towering inferno devours us both, and we fuck our way through all the pain.