Chapter Seven #2
His arms closed around the backs of her thighs, and he hefted her up, urging her legs around his waist. Lily swept her fingers into his hair, planting kisses along his temple while Kieran’s lips trailed down her neck.
He paused at her collar, nipping and rolling the sensitive skin there between his teeth.
Would he leave a mark? Let the world know without words he’d claimed her?
She wiggled in his hold, tightening her legs around his waist so her core ground against his erection.
“Fuck, Lily.”
She bit back a grin and wiggled against him once more. “Yes?”
“Come here.”
Desire darkened his voice, and it made Lily’s pride sing. His need and lust and impatience were all for her.
They dropped to the bed, and Kieran’s weight deliciously pinned her onto the comforter. He dragged his tongue from the hollow of her throat down to her breasts, stopping to swirl each of her nipples into a pointed tip.
A breath shuddered through her, and she arched up. “Please, touch me more.”
Kieran’s lips curved upward before he nuzzled his face across her belly. “Is this what you want?” He slipped his hand under the band of her thong and teased his fingertips along the opening of her pussy.
What she wanted? Lily gulped. Sex was a performance. It didn’t matter what she liked.
She propped herself up on her elbows, gazing down at Kieran as her belly tightened with anticipation. He raised his head, catching her eyes right as he sank one finger inside her. She gasped but held his gaze, terrified to breathe and risk breaking the moment.
One thing was certain—she fucking loved the way he looked at her.
He twisted his wrist, adding another finger and curling both within her. “I asked you a question, Princess. Is this what you want?”
She bucked against him, wishing she could force his fingers deeper inside her. Yes, she wanted this. Wanted him. Wanted to replace every touch Vovik ever left on her.
But he was taking so long. Didn’t he know she hadn’t had sex in almost a year?
“I want to come on your cock.”
His sexy smirk tilted upward in a grin. “You will.” He withdrew his fingers and slipped off her thong, tossing it over his shoulder. “After I tease you with my tongue.”
Heat slammed into Lily’s chest and shot up her face. He was so confident about his intentions—so unlike what she’d known before. It was captivating.
Kieran leaned back and jerked his chin toward her breasts. “Nice to see the start of that blush.” He sauntered toward her purse and carried over her phone, tossing it toward her hand.
“What’s this for?”
“So you can call Carter and cancel your date.” He took a condom from his wallet and placed it on the bed, then resettled with his face between her legs. He peppered kisses over her thighs. “Go on.” His voice dropped to a husky whisper. His hot breath sent shivers spiraling up her spine. “Call him.”
He flicked his tongue over her clit, drawing a whimper from Lily. She bucked against him, begging with her body for more. Two fingers joined his tongue, and she grabbed his hair, tugging him closer.
“Uh, uh.” Kieran inched away and nipped her inner thigh. “Call, Lily.”
“Kieran…” Her voice rattled in her chest, tight with need.
“Come on.” He kissed above her hood. “Be a good girl for me.”
Lord, if he asked like that, she’d do anything for him.
With trembling hands, she picked up her phone. Carter’s number was at the top of her incoming call list. She swallowed, gulping down a breath before tapping the green button. It rang once. Twice. When were they supposed to meet? Lily glanced at her phone clock. Two more hours.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Carter.”
Kieran swirled his tongue around her clit while making a beckoning motion with his fingers, and Lily clamped a hand over her mouth to keep from moaning into the phone.
“Uh, is everything okay?”
Damn him for sounding concerned. Lily nodded, not trusting her voice would work, then remembered Carter couldn’t see her. “Yes, I’m fine. It’s just—”
Kieran dipped his tongue into her pussy, in and out, fucking her with his mouth.
She whimpered, squeezing as the pressure built.
“Lily? I think we have a bad connection. You cut off.”
“Mmm-hmm.” Lily swallowed and flicked Kieran in the ear.
He chuckled and teased her clit once more.
“I have to cancel. And I’m sorry. I think I’m just not ready to date yet.”
“Oh, are you sure? I think we’d have a lot of fun together.”
Kieran caught her gaze and grinned. He inched back, shoved his boxers down to his knees and teased the slit of her pussy with the swollen head of his cock.
It was as glorious as the rest of him. Rigid and broad, the tip velvety smooth.
Are you sure? he mouthed silently, mischief in his eyes.
With practiced ease, he rolled on the condom.
On instinct, Lily’s legs spread wider. Within, her heartbeat roared in her ears.
Her chest heaved on shallow breaths as he lined himself up with her center.
With each stroke of his tip against her lips, her core ached.
She should slow down. Hang up. All of that would prolong the time Kieran wasn’t inside her.
“I’m sure.”
He slammed into her, stretching and filling her to the point a silent scream welled in her throat.
“I have to go,” she gasped out. “I’ll see you Monday.”
The instant she dropped her phone, Kieran covered her mouth in a bruising kiss. His golden pendant whispered across her skin, a cool touch against her hot flesh. His hands slipped under her ass, tugging her closer on every thrust.
With her head spinning, Lily sought every inch of him she could. She closed her ankles behind his back and sank her fingers into his hair, dragging him deeper into their kiss.
Kieran lifted one arm and wrapped it around her waist. The other braced against the bed, supporting his weight.
They fell into rhythm, each of his thrusts and kisses sending waves of pleasure ricocheting through her. Nothing mattered. Not her job. Not her tiny apartment. Not the past or the future.
There was only Kieran and the way he filled her until her legs trembled.
This was so different—so much better than dissociation. She wanted all of it. The soft, wintry smell of his skin. The smoky taste of his kiss. The ache as her core stretched to take him.
“What do you need?” he whispered into their kiss.
“You.” Lily planted wet kisses along his jaw. “I need you to touch me.”
He chuckled and shifted, moving his weight to his knees. “I’m literally inside you.”
Huffing, Lily cupped Kieran’s face and shoved it toward her chest. He followed her command and took the top of one breast into his mouth, swirling her nipple on his tongue. He snaked a hand between their bodies and rubbed agonizing circles over her clit.
She shuddered and gasped, gripping his hair for something to hang on to. The beautiful pressure she’d missed so much spread, radiating out from her core and flooding her mind with pleasure. “Kieran, don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
She kissed every part of him she could reach. His face, his neck, his shoulders. She kissed until her breath dissolved into moans, and all she knew was his name.
He kept up perfectly, not altering his pace as she rode out the high of her orgasm. It faded in fragments, like a beautiful dream, leaving her boneless and sinking into her bedding.
“How was that, Princess?” Kieran shifted back, balancing his weight over his heels, and tugged Lily up so her hips rested on his thighs.
She hummed her pleasure and watched him with half-lidded eyes, relishing the glorious way his cock disappeared within her on every thrust. Soon his breathing grew heavy, and beautiful serenity spread across his face.
With a delicious moan, he collapsed over top her—his weight a welcome blanket.
She inhaled, filling her lungs with pride and dreamy satisfaction. Unbidden, a giggle trembled through her chest and slipped between her lips.
Kieran propped himself up on his elbows and raised a brow. “What’s so funny?”
“Don’t be mad.” Lily held a hand to her mouth, taming her laughter. “I was just imagining my ex’s face if he could see us right now.”
“Wanna make him a sex tape?” Kieran’s fingers trailed down her side, inching closer to her clit once again.
Vovik would lose his ever-loving mind.
“Don’t tempt me.” Lily grinned into another kiss and nipped Kieran’s bottom lip. “How about a shower?”
“Tempting.” He kissed down her neck, letting his lips explore her skin once more. “But I shouldn’t rile myself up again. I only keep one condom on me.”
“I have a whole box beneath my bed.”
His lazy kisses stopped, and Kieran glanced up with a renewed heat simmering in his eyes. “In that case, Princess, lead the way.”