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Slowly, Killian lowered his chin, drawing strength as he vanquished the space that separated them. Just before their lips met, they paused. Their breath mingled, stirring with anticipation. One last consideration before they plummeted over that edge together.
As soon as he tasted her, all logic was swept away. He grasped at her waist with one hand, the other tangling itself in her hair. Elyse let out a gasp as she clutched at his shirt, a quiet plea for more.
If more was what she wanted, then that’s what he would give her.
He spun her around and hoisted her up, setting her roughly on the countertop. Her legs spread eagerly, inviting him to fill the space between them. He obliged, grabbing her hips and pulling her against him, evoking another gasp.
They moved together so easily, their bodies remembering one another like lyrics of an old song. He had denied himself this for so long, which only made her touch that much more tantalizing. She reached down and stroked the length of him, and he groaned his approval. Elyse seemed to delight in that, pulling her lips away from his to stare into his eyes as she plunged her hand into his trousers and wrapped her fingers around him.
Fuck. He felt dizzy and clear headed at the same time. He kissed her again, slipping his tongue into her mouth, and she returned the motion.
Their hands groped each other, pulling at the fabric that separated their skin. He needed to feel her, all of her.
As if sensing his thoughts, Elyse purred in his ear, “I need you.”
That was all she had to say. Killian tore her nightgown up over her hips, exposing her wet skin. He took a moment to stare at it, marveling at its beauty. Gods he had missed this.
He kissed her again, their mouths devouring one another, as he slid a hand over her entrance. She moaned against his lips, sending shivers coursing through his body.
“Say my name,” he commanded, teasing her with slow movements.
“Killian,” she gasped.
Again, that flurry in his stomach. He could listen to her pleading for him for the rest of his life, never leaving this room. He slid one finger inside her, provoking another moan, and he couldn’t help but smirk. He savored the way she felt, the way her hips bucked in rhythm with his hand, begging for more.
When he couldn’t take it anymore, he freed himself from his trousers. He was practically trembling with anticipation as he guided himself inside her. As he slowly pushed deeper, Elyse wrapped her hands around his neck. Their lips met again as their bodies pressed together, eliminating any space between them.
“Killian,” Elyse breathed, her voice a seductive caress.
He buried himself deeper as he pulled her closer, his hands steady on her hips. Their passion was visceral, filling the room, making Killian’s knees weak. He thrust faster as pure lust overtook him, empowered by every gasp Elyse emitted.
“Yes,” she moaned, her nails driving into his shoulders.
He moved faster, deeper, giving her everything he had. Her breaths quickened, the pitch of her gasps growing higher and higher as she neared her climax. Killian buried his hand in her hair, tugging at the nape of her neck and forcing her to look up at him.
“I want to see the look in your eyes,” he growled. “I want to see you at your most vulnerable, and know that I was your undoing.”
Elyse let out a whimper, but she nodded her head obediently. Their eyes were locked as Killian continued to thrust. With his free hand, he gripped her thigh and lifted it off the counter, allowing himself to plunge another inch deeper.
Elyse cried so loudly, Killian thought she might wake the whole clinic. But it didn’t stop him from going deeper. His own climax was within reach, but he needed her to go first. He needed to see the ecstasy in her eyes as she toppled over that edge.
Her breathing grew ragged, as if she was choking on her own pleasure.
“That’s it,” he coaxed, and her legs began to tremble.
He knew the moment she reached her pinnacle. Her eyes darkened beneath her furrowed brows, and her back arched, pressing him closer. She bit her lip, stifling the sounds of exhilaration that he yearned to hear. Still, the euphoria on her face was intoxicating.
Killian wasn’t long for this world after that. With a few final thrusts, he met his end, his body shaking as he held her tight. He pressed his forehead to hers as he let exhaustion and satisfaction consume him.
Elyse still gripped his shirt, as if never wanting to let him go. They stayed together like that, their panting breaths mingling like an erotic symphony. Killian untangled himself from her hair, his hand moving down her back. He couldn’t let go of her completely—not yet.
What had they just done? His mind screamed at him that this was a mistake. So why did it feel like such a damn good decision?
Even now, even after the culmination of their desire, he still didn’t want it to end. Something about holding her, being so close to her… It felt…
“Ahem.”
Someone else was in the room.
