CHAPTER 27 #2
And for the next sixty minutes, she realized what Kieran was doing wasn’t just cooking.
He was preparing food for her as he prepared her.
His knuckles brushing the side of her thigh as he cut something next to her, his hard abs grinding against her knees as he turned to grab some seasoning, and his blue eyes staring intently at her as he placed something in her mouth for her to taste.
Those small touches and gestures made desire build up in her body little by little until she felt like she was about to explode. What Kieran was doing wasn’t just cooking, it was a form of torture as well.
When he finished, she felt like she was teetering on the edge of a cliff. And Rila wanted to jump.
Kieran was leaning against the sink in front of her, one hand holding a dish towel at his navel while the other glided over the fabric like a caress. The sight made her intimate region tighten.
— Do you want dinner or dessert first? — the hoarseness in his voice made it clear that he was also affected by his own provocations.
— What do you think? — Rila slowly moved her knees apart without taking her eyes off his and saw the blue of his irises almost disappear with the dilation of his pupil.
Kieran dropped the cloth on the counter and took a step towards her, his hungry gaze making her breath catch in her throat.
Finally, he settled himself between her legs and her hands slid up to his sculpted shoulders as his moved up her thighs, pushing the hem of her shirt up and exposing her wet panties.
— Hmm, I guess that means you like watching me cook for you — one of his hands slid to the inside of her thigh and his thumb brushed against the cloth covering her sex, sending shivers shooting through her body.
Unable to think straight, Rila whimpered something akin to an affirmation, but the sound was lost when Kieran sealed his mouth over hers, the tip of his tongue brushing against her lips in a silent request that she gladly granted.
As their tongues moved in sync, making her breathe heavily, his hands wrapped around her hips and pulled her to the edge of the counter in one swift movement. All the air in her lungs was knocked out of her when Rila felt his erection straining against her panties.
Returning one hand to her hair, his fingers tensed and pulled the strands back, making Rila's scalp tingle. Trailing his mouth down her jaw, he kissed a path down to the curve of her neck, where his lips sucked gently on the sensitive skin.
His erection rubbing against the most sensitive part of her body made her sigh loudly and tilt her head back, giving him even greater access to her throat. All this while that damn finger continued to rub slowly over her panties.
She was starting to pull her ankles up to wrap them around his hips when Kieran pulled away, stopping whatever he was doing to her body suddenly.
— Get down — it took her brain a few seconds to process what he said, but she obeyed.
Before she could ask what was going on, Kieran turned her back to him and pressed his palm into the space between her shoulder blades, forcing her torso forward until she was leaning against the counter.
Her cheek came into contact with the stone, the contrast in temperature between her boiling skin and the cold stone making her shiver. Her heart was pounding frantically in her ears and she could see the area of the counter near her mouth growing blurry from her breathing.
— I want to fuck you seeing Ward in your body while it doesn't become your last name — he growled and she closed her eyes, those words hitting her in a place deep inside her soul.
She felt his index fingers hook on either side of her panties and pulled them down, letting the cloth fall to her feet.
Kieran pushed her blouse up to her waist, leaving her completely exposed to him, and slid his hand between the counter and her belly, slowly moving down to her intimate area.
By this point, she was so wet that she could feel her arousal moistening the insides of her thighs.
— Kieran — Rila wasn't the type to beg, but as he continued to slowly brush his fingers through her folds, she began to consider — I need…
— I know — he interrupted her, his voice even thicker with the excitement of the moment — I'll give you what you need, love. I'll always give you what you need.
Then two fingers plunged into her channel with ease thanks to how hot she was. Her breath caught in her throat and she had to close her eyes, feeling suddenly overwhelmed.
— Oh, Good — she gasped as she felt him massage her inner walls slowly, the heel of his palm brushing against her clit with each movement.
She had to reach out and grip the edge of the counter as his middle finger stroked the most sensitive area on the front wall of her canal, her legs turning to jelly.
— Yes — she moaned — Right there. Oh my God, don't stop.
Kieran growled at her back and closed his teeth on the curve of her ear, making her gasp.
— I won't take my hands off you anytime soon — he murmured and the hot exhale on her neck made her want to squirm, but his body pressing her against the counter kept her from moving.
Every muscle in her body tensed and her hips instinctively moved back, her ass rubbing against his hard erection. She had finally jumped off that torturous cliff, falling towards a very, very pleasurable abyss.
Her mouth was dry and beads of sweat were accumulating on her spine. Rila was still lost in her orgasm when she heard the sound of tinfoil being torn.
She felt his sculpted quadriceps press into the back of her thigh and then his erection slid through her folds, teasing her up and down and pressing her nerve endings as he lifted her.
Rila had just cum, but felt her body heat up again, preparing to jump one more time.
Her toes curled in pleasure as Kieran’s cock slid inside her, stretching her even more than his fingers had.
Rila rolled her eyes as he sank all the way inside her and began to move.
This time they weren’t in a hurry. Their movements weren’t frantic and desperate.
The hunger between them was still there, bubbling, screaming, but he was thrusting in and out of her at an almost torturous pace.
— Faster — she gasped and pushed her ass back, trying to get some more action.
— I'm taking the time I need to carve the image of my last name into your back while I'm buried in you — the player used both hands to hold her hips in place, keeping her still.
My God, she was going to go crazy, he was really going to fuck her crazy. Rila was shaking inside, it was like her body was going through a silent earthquake.
Then he tangled his fingers at the base of her neck, his hand filling with her black locks and pulling her head so that her spine curved even further. With that grip on her hair and another on her hips, Kieran increased the pace of his thrusts and she gripped the edges of the counter even tighter.
— Shit, yes — she moaned, her body throbbing as he hit a spot inside her that made her see stars.
Rila could barely breathe due to the speed at which he was thrusting in and out of her. It wasn't long before she was panting and her inner walls were beginning to tighten around him.
Her entire body shook as she fell for the second time that night, the tension in her belly breaking and her orgasm snaking from her toes to the tips of her ears. For a second, she couldn't see, hear, or speak. All she could do was ride the waves of pleasure that washed over her.
Kieran continued his fast, hard thrusts against her, stretching her orgasm a little longer until his movements became frantic and he stopped, fully buried inside her. Her name echoed in a grunt through the kitchen as he came.
They stood like that for a few seconds, both breathing heavily and completely still.
—I think dessert before dinner is becoming our tradition on dates — she broke the silence, remembering that night in the rented house.
— Uh-hum — the player leaned in, placing a chaste kiss behind her ear before pulling out of her and walking away — I like this tradition, let's keep it.
Rila laughed, pushed her body away from the counter and put her panties back on as he left the kitchen to deal with the condom.
She was grabbing a new beer from the fridge when she felt him behind her, his arms wrapping around her waist as he placed a kiss on the curve of her neck.
— I love you — Kieran murmured.
Her heart raced as a smile spread across her lips. Rila tilted her head back and pressed a kiss to his stubble-covered jaw before answering.
— I love you too.
She didn’t hesitate. She wasn’t confused or unsure. There wasn’t a shred of doubt inside her. This time, she didn’t fight the feeling. Rila stopped fighting and Kieran Ward won, but she hadn’t lost.