Chapter 31
Kinsley
Chapter Thirty-One
“Can you be a good girl and stay quiet?” Thomas murmured with hunger in his eyes, and I dipped my head, biting down a smile.
“You might need to silence me with a kiss,” I teased as he lifted me up onto the kitchen island, his eyes gleaming.
“If that’s what it takes.” He smiled, parting my legs and running two fingers over my wet panties. “Fuck.” He let out a satisfied groan, and I shivered under his touch, my nipples hardening.
I pulled my unfastened top over my head and dropped it to the floor. Reaching up to him, I grabbed his T-shirt and pulled him closer until my naked breasts pushed against the black material. He breathed heavy as I kissed his neck, leaving tiny bite marks behind. He let his head fall ahead, and I felt his grip tightening around my panties, pulling on them and ripping them off me.
“Thomas!” I shrieked, and he straightened.
“Kinsley,” he playfully murmured against my lips. He reached down and unfastened his belt and jeans, and I stopped breathing as I watched him grab and pump his hard cock up and down.
Oh god. He was hot.
He leaned over me and dragged two fingers over my slit. I fisted his hair, keeping in a breath as he gently soaked his fingers into me. A sigh fell from my lips as pleasure struck through my entire body.
“Mm-hm,” Thomas hummed, moving his fingers inside me, and I eased into his touch. “Sage.” His voice was thick and low. He pulled his fingers out of me and gently rubbed them over my clit. “Wise Girl”
I felt the rush of heat erupting and sending waves through my body.
“Such a good girl.” My belly tickled as his dark eyes devoured me. “So soft and tight.” He leaned down, leaving kisses and bites over my neck and chest as his fingers kept pumping into me. My head fell back. “Eyes up here, Sage,” he gritted, biting into my bottom lip and fisting my hair to pull my head back up until my gaze met his.
He towered above me, his hard body only inches away from mine, and I tightened my hand in his dark curls. A moan fell from his lips and a smile curled on mine. He suddenly pulled out his fingers, and I let out a dissatisfied breath. Thomas chuckled, grabbing his cock again and pumping it a few times before rolling on a condom and positioning his hips to the right angle.
He slid the tip of his dick up and down my wet slit, and my belly flooded with warmness.
“Any last words?” he growled, his breath falling across my lips, and I caressed his flushed cheeks.
“Do you always have one on hand?” I joked, glancing at the condom wrapper, and a crooked grin curled on his lips.
“You will have to find out.” He curled a hand around my throat and thrusted his hips forward. I winced as he filled me up and his fingers tightened.
I let out a satisfied moan, and my features softened. I rested my palms on the cold surface of the counter to keep myself steady while he pumped into me. His thrusts grew harder and more intense with every move he made.
“Oh god!” I squeezed my eyes shut.
“There’s no god here, Kinsley,” Thomas murmured, leaning over me and leaving small kisses on my jawline. “It’s just you and me, and I don’t fucking share.” My breath hitched as I glared up at him.
Thomas lowered his hands around my thighs and raised my legs higher, pulling me closer to the edge of the island. His muscles stiffened under my touch, and his eyes fixated on my bouncing tits. He gently grabbed one of them, squeezing it and biting into the corner of his lip. I whimpered, holding onto his arm right above the watch on his wrist as he drove into me deeper. I felt him in my lower stomach and my toes curled. My breathing shortened and he leaned down, brushing his nose against mine before luring me into a kiss. He groaned into my mouth, his movements full of desire, and I squeezed my eyes shut again.
“Thomas.” I let out a breathless whimper as soon as he broke our kiss.
“I love that,” he replied, his voice hoarse as he leaned over me.
“What?” My eyes popped open, and I pushed one of my hands into his waves, holding onto him.
“My name, when you say it.” His eyes darkened and he tightened his grip around my thighs. “You are so fucking beautiful, Kins.”
I dug my nails into his back and he shoved himself into me with greater force and length.
“Thomas,” I hissed, and he smirked.
“Kinsley,” he murmured back, kissing me again.
His tongue explored my mouth hungrily while our moans became one. He was holding himself up on one arm next to my head while his other hand was on my breast, gently pinching my nipple. I could feel my body tensing every time he dove into me. I held onto him, arching my back, and trying not to cry out as he pounded me harder, hitting just the right spot. My grip tightened and I trembled under him as the orgasm erupted through my body, tearing me into small pieces. I cried out, my head falling backward, and he leaned down to silence me with a soft kiss.
“That’s it,” he breathed against my lips.
I felt my pussy tighten around him and suck him dry while he held me, thrusting into me one last time before coming after me.
“Fuck,” he groaned, and I tightened my legs around his hips, keeping him inside me until I felt his warmth spill into me, even with the condom on. A growl fell from his lips, turning into a moan, and he squeezed his eyes shut, resting his forehead against mine. My head felt like it was drifting off in the clouds, and I went limp on the counter. We breathed hard, our sweaty bodies pressed against each other. Thomas pulled out of me and gathered me up. I locked my arms around his neck as he walked to the stairs. He smoothed over the bare skin on my back, and I nudged my head into the nape of his neck, taking in a dose of his salty, manly scent while he took me back to his room and locked the door behind us. He gently placed me down on the mattress, collapsing next to me and running his fingers over my hair until I fell asleep.