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CHAPTER FIVE
LILY
Friday, 7 p.m.
King splurged on our hotel, something he rarely does. He’s giving me luxury for the night. There’s also a bottle of champagne sitting in an ice bucket near the bed waiting for me. However, I don’t think I’ll be getting to that anytime soon. Not if King has anything to say about it.
I’m three steps into the room when he takes hold of my hips and pushes me up against the wall. His mouth is instantly on mine, and he devours me with a kiss that tells me just how starved he is. When he’s finally had his fill of me, he kisses his way down my body. His hands touch every inch of me while he undresses me. He does this far slower than I expect.
When I’m standing in front of him wearing only my panties, he kneels and presses a kiss to my pussy. “Fuck,” he growls as he strips my underwear from me. “I’ve fucking missed you.”
“King.” It’s a beg. A plead for him to just give me his tongue already.
His eyes meet mine. “I’ve only had you for ten years, Lily. It’s nowhere near fucking enough.”
“I know,” I say softly, overcome again with emotion.
With his eyes still glued to mine, he orders, “Give me one of your legs.”
I do as he says, hooking a leg over his shoulder, loving the way his gaze drops to my pussy and blazes with desire.
When his tongue finally finds my clit, I rest my head back against the wall and close my eyes for a brief moment while the pleasure consumes me.
King’s right: ten years with him is nowhere near enough time. I reflect every anniversary on the years we’ve had together, but we’re always so busy that I don’t get a lot of time for it. Today, I’ve had an entire day to think. I love this man with my entire being and if we don’t get the rest of our lives together, I don’t know what I’ll do.
“I never want to know a life without you, King.” I’m unable to stop the words falling from my mouth. Not even his tongue circling my clit can stop me from thinking about this. Not tonight.
He keeps his tongue and hands right where they are for another few moments before looking up at me with wild determination. “That’s never going to happen.”
There are too many feelings clinging to every part of me; there’s just no way I can’t fall apart right now. “We don’t know that. Something could happen to you one day….”
He swears under his breath before standing. Then, lifting me into his arms, he carries me to the bed, striding with more of that determination he’s made of. After placing me down, he lifts his chin at me, indicating I should move up the bed. A second later, he’s removing his clothes and then he’s on top of me. “Nothing’s going to happen to me, Lily. Fucking nothing. I will make sure of it.” When I don’t say anything, he continues, “Shit with the club has been good for a long time now and I’m working every day to keep it that way. You and the kids are too fucking important to me to constantly put myself in danger like I used to.”
That is true. King has changed over the last decade. I’m under no illusion that he’s never in danger, but I do know he does everything in his power to keep the peace between Storm and everyone they deal with.
I slide my hands around his neck. “I know. I’m just feeling a little overwhelmed after the stress of today. And it’s all magnified because I’m thinking about our ten years together.”
His eyes search mine in the way they often do. King is always vigilant about making sure those he loves are okay. “Do you need to talk about it, or can I get my mouth back on your cunt?”
I smile. There’s the man I love. “We can talk later.” The fact he would spend however long I needed talking is all I need to know.
I see it in his eyes that I’ve given him the answer he needed. That thin thread of patience he has when he wants me snaps and then his hands and mouth are all over me.
He licks and sucks my clit and pussy, and it doesn’t take long for me to orgasm. And then he starts all over again, his fingers digging into my ass while he holds me against his face.
King can never get enough pussy. He almost always starts here. Unless he’s wired and needs to be inside me. Sometimes we argue over his love of pussy because after he’s made me come once, I just want his dick. And that’s exactly how I’m feeling tonight.
Sitting up, I say, “King, I need you to fuck me.”
He only stops long enough to say, “I’m getting there.”
I thread my fingers through his hair. “No, now.”
He circles my clit with his tongue, and I moan as the pleasure takes over. “King.”
He growls and then a second later, he’s got me on my back and is pulling one of my legs up over his shoulder. “I was taking my time to avoid this,” he rasps.
That wild look in his eyes is everything I love.
