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Something in my voice must have convinced him because he lifted his hand, ran his thumb over my bottom lip, then said, “I’m all yours.”
Warmth flooded my chest, then grabbing his dick by the base, I lowered my mouth until I couldn’t take him any further back.
“Fuck,” he hissed, and my eyes glanced up to see Killian’s head thrown back, his hands fisting the comforter on either side of his hips.
Lowering my eyes back to my target, I knew that there was no way that I was going to be able to swallow all of him, so I used my hand to stimulate what I couldn’t fit into my mouth. My mouth was being stretched wider than it’d ever been, and I knew that my jaw was going to be sore tomorrow.
Killian also tasted addicting.
His dick was hard and hot in my mouth, and I used my tongue to massage every inch that it could reach. His precum danced across my tastebuds, and I knew that things were about to become more dangerous and reckless with every second that Killian Warrick was in my home.
“Posie, baby…” he groaned. “Fuck, that feels so fucking good…”
I glanced up again, and this time, Killian was staring down at me. His eyes were blown with desire, but something else, and I knew that it was costing him to keep his hands off me. His muscles were corded, his veins prominent, his jaw clenched. There was also a light sheen of sweat on his shoulders, and he looked absolutely divine.
Wanting to give him this more than I’d ever wanted to do anything in my life, I went back to taking him deep in my throat, and I let my moans speak for me. I let my whimpers, gagging noises, and pants tell him exactly what I was feeling.
“Posie…Christ, Posie…” he grunted, chanting my name like a prayer. No dirty talk, just my name. “Posie…fuck…”
A part of me wished that he’d dig his fingers in my hair and show me what he wanted, but that was a slippery slope that I wasn’t ready to go down. If he thought that he could fuck my face, then he might think that other things were allowed, and they weren’t.
They might not ever be.
I continued to work Killian in my mouth, his grunts spurring me on, the jerk of his hips telling me when he liked something in particular. My name kept competing with the sounds of my mouth slurping over his hard cock, and I should probably be ashamed of how wet I was right now. My panties were soaked through, and I wanted Killian to fill me up more than I cared about anything else.
“Posie…baby…I’m going to cum,” Killian warned me. “If…oh, Christ…if you don’t stop, I’m going to cum…baby…”
I wanted that.
I wanted to taste him.
I wanted to drink him down.
“Posie…fuck…” he growled.
Ignoring his warnings, I used everything that I had to make sure to push him over the edge. I used my mouth, my tongue, my hand, fingers, and I even moaned loud enough for him to feel the vibrations down to his balls.
“Fuck,” he hissed as he finally couldn’t take it anymore.
Killian erupted in my mouth, and I felt lightheaded with how relieved I felt that I could give this to him freely. I swallowed every spurt of cum that he let loose in my mouth, and I drank every last drop. I worked his dick, milking him of everything that he had, and my mouth didn’t stop drinking from him until he began to soften in my mouth, the head of his dick too sensitive to take anything more.
When I finally pulled my hand and mouth from his body, I looked up, and Killian was looking down at me like he didn’t know what to do with me. He looked like he was in a trance, or like he was seeing me for the first time in his life.
I could feel myself just about to retreat when Killian reached down, grabbed my face with both of his hands, then pulled me up for a kiss, and I couldn’t believe that he was kissing me after what I’d just done. There was no way that he couldn’t taste himself on my tongue, but he didn’t seem to care. He was kissing me like he was never going to stop. He was kissing me like I was the only air in the room, and he’d die if he stopped kissing me. The kiss was so powerful that it was rocking me all the way down to my soul.
We were both panting hard when he finally broke off the kiss, and there was no longer any doubt that I was way in over my head with this man. We were going to more than crash and burn; there was going to be nothing left of either of us if this didn’t work out.
“I want you naked,” he growled low in his throat. “I want to see what’s mine.”
“Killian-”
“Then I want you to crawl up my body until that sweet pussy of yours is directly over my face, and I want to watch you ride my tongue,” he continued before I could remind him of the rules. “I want to taste you, and I want to do it while you fuck yourself on my tongue.”
I’d never done that before. It had never occurred to me to do that before. A while back, I had tried letting one of my partners go down on me, but I’d been too terrified to see it through. Laying on my back, looking up at the ceiling, the opportunity for him to crawl up my body had been too much. I’d felt vulnerable in a bad way, so I hadn’t tried it again.
However, this. The thought had never crossed my mind before, but that was probably because I had very limited, narrow-minded views on how to have sex. Sure, no one would blame me, but I very much felt like a blushing virgin right now.
Gathering all the courage that I could, I stood up, stepped back, then started removing my clothing in front of the sexiest, most dangerous man that I’d ever met. Dangerous in a way that he was a threat to the protective cocoon that I had constructed around myself so carefully over the years. Killian had me wishing and hoping for the impossible because he was just so damn believable.
