Page 225 of Wrecking Love


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“Yes, Sir.” I did as he said, leaning back.

“That’s my good girl,” he whispered. His mouth drifted along my cheek. I sighed with relief when his hands touched my body. He ran his palm along my stomach and down to the hem of my dress. As he fisted it, he asked, “Did you wear this sexy little dress for me, princess?”

“Yes,” I let out breathlessly. His teeth sunk into my ear, and I rushed to correct myself. “Yes, Sir.”

“And what are you wearing for me under this?” he prompted as he lifted my dress over my hips.

“Lingerie,” I answered. My eyes slid shut and my head tipped back as I gave into the vibrant sensations of his fingers trailing along my exposed skin.

“What kind of lingerie?”

“Just something I know you’d like,” I whispered. Through the flimsy fabric of my dress, he pinched my nipple piercing hard enough to make me cry out with the pain. I tried to squirm away, but he had me pinned in place with his hips. Despite the pain, my entire body came to life with a euphoric combination of sensations that had me shaking and wanting more from him.

“Don’t assume you know what I like, Genevieve,” Killian ordered. “I asked you a question, and I want an answer. A straight answer, princess, or I’ll make it hurt worse next time. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir,” I replied quietly. His lips brushed against mine in a chaste kiss while his hand moved back down my body.

“Tell me what you’re wearing,” he prompted once more.

“A leather and lace two-piece,” I told him. “The panties are crotchless.”

“And does my sinful princess like knowing her perfect pussy is exposed for me to do whatever I damn well please with?” As he asked the question, he cupped my center. I moaned as my knees practically buckled. He had me so riled up without even touching me. I was ready to explode.

“Yes, Sir,” I managed to say.

“I like you adventurous, baby girl,” Killian said, his lips touching that spot under my ear. His fingers slid through my wetness and brushed over my clit. I moaned, hips rocking into his hand. Choosing a slow and steady pace, he tortured me with the build-up, keeping me in a place where relief was just out of reach. Every quick breath I drew in filled my lungs with that intoxicating scent of tobacco and vanilla until I was consumed by him. “Listen to you. So fucking ready to fall apart for me. Do you need more, princess?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Do you need me to fill this needy pussy of yours?”

“Please, Sir.” The words caught in my throat as he pushed two fingers inside me. My hands flew off the counter to grab onto him for support.

“I didn’t say you could touch me, Genevieve,” he snapped and stopped moving his hand. I leaned back on my palms and gripped the counter, clinging for dear life. “Spread your legs for me.”

As I did, his mouth caught mine in a deep kiss, his tongue meeting mine. He devoured every moan I gave as his fingers thrust in and out of me, rubbing against that spot guaranteed to wreck me. My core tightened as my muscles fluttered around his fingers.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I chanted.

“Are you close, princess?” Killian asked against my ear. “Let me hear you say it.”

“I’m close,” I whispered. His teeth sank into my neck hard enough to make me whimper.

“Try that again, princess,” he replied and ran the flat of his tongue over the bite mark.

“I’m close, Sir.”

“That’s better.” And then he stopped touching me. He straightened my skirt and stepped back. Leaving me panting and holding myself up against the counter, he licked his fingers clean. “Only good girls get to come, Genevieve. Maybe next time you’ll think before you act like a brat. I’m going to change. Don’t you fucking dare finish what I started.”

I groaned with frustration as I watched him walk away, every cell in my body begging for the orgasm he wouldn’t let me have.

Chapter 100

Genevieve

He picked out new clothes for me. Tight jeans and an orange sweater with cuffed sleeves—topped off with a leather collar locked around my neck. While I liked the outfit, it didn’t make sense until I stood next to the garage watching him walk his motorcycle out.

“I’m not getting on that thing,” I said instantly.

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