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She licked her lips, the hint of a smile playing at her mouth.
“What?” I asked, dragging my hand up and down my shaft.
“Your accent makes everything you say sound even dirtier.”
“You like it?”
She nodded as she reached between her legs, dragging two fingers down her slit, and I let out a long breath. “That’s it. That’s my good girl.”
She played with herself, fingers working her clit, while I tightened my grip on my length, not wanting to come so fast, yet wanting to come right now, all over her back and ass.
It was agony, this push and pull, needing to stay in this moment yet desperate to fast-forward and get her on her back, my mouth on her pussy. I could see it glistening, hear her intake of quick breaths. And with every swivel of her hips, I ached for more. I should have thought ahead and gone to the store, but then again, I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to be here, in this position, with Kennedy putting herself on display for me.
“How does it feel?” I asked her, twisting my palm over the tip of my cock. “Nice and wet?”
“Mm-hmm. I wish it were your fingers, though.”
“I know. It will be. I’m almost there.”
She shifted, rocking her hips side to side, opening herself up to me even more, and I groaned.
“Can you come with me?” I asked her. “Can you get there too?”
She answered by lowering her head, her braid falling over her shoulder, as she circled the fingers on one hand on her clit, placing the other on the wall in front of her. Her back arched, her ass jiggling slightly with every movement, and I knew when I finally did sink inside her, I would never want to leave.
“Fuck, Kennedy, tell me how it feels.”
“Like I’m dying.”
“You’re not dying. Not unless you take me with you,” I ground out, pumping harder and faster. “Take me with you.”
She let out a series of short moans, glancing over her shoulder at me. “I’m there. I’m there.”
I spoke through clenched teeth. “Me too.” My breath was short, my skin tight, heart racing, but I refused to close my eyes even as my vision blurred. I didn’t want to lose sight of Kennedy while adrenaline and pleasure shot out of me. “I’m coming too.”
She moaned as her knees bent like she might crumple to the floor, and I threw myself off the mattress, wrapping my arms around her, holding her back tight to my front, my come rubbing between us. She sighed, dropping the weight of her head against my chest, and I bent to kiss her head and temple.
“How do you feel?” I asked against her ear, and she smiled lazily up at me. “Not too tired, I hope. ’Cause I’m not done with you yet.”
TWENTY-TWO
KENNEDY
Liam’s voice sent shivers down my spine, his promise of not being done with me yet full of dark sin, and my body sparked to life, no longer sleepy. He spun us to face his bed and held me tight, kissing along the side of my neck down to my shoulder. He was probably a little over six feet tall, and while he was not extraordinarily muscular, I felt safe in his arms. I would do whatever he asked of me because I knew he would never hurt me. So when he said, “Put your hands on the end of the bed,” I happily obliged.
Without looking behind me, I heard him walk into his attached bathroom and return a few moments later. He appeared at my side with his pants pulled back up over his hips but left undone. There was something so erotic about the sight of him in his fitted navy dress pants, unzipped with the belt removed, the top of his gray boxer briefs peeking out. The rest of him was naked and available for me to ogle. His contoured chest and abdomen with that sexy swatch of hair, the perfect amount to feel against my back. He was breathtaking and so heartbreakingly tender.
He gently tucked a few stray hairs that had come undone from my braid behind my ear before swiping a warm, wet washcloth over my back then wiped at his abdomen too. He set it down and dragged his hand along the length of my back to a spot above my left butt cheek.
“You have a birthmark here,” he said, and I angled my head to him, my hands buried in his comforter.
“I know.”
“I like it. A little heart.” He gifted me with an amused half smile before smoothing his palm lower. “When I said I’d spank you, you liked that idea, didn’t you?”
I bit back a smile. Liam O’Neil was endlessly surprising. “Yeah. I liked that idea.”
“Do you want me to?” he asked, and I licked my dry lips.
