Kill kissed me on the back of the neck, once more before moving away. My body missed his heat as soon as it was lost. A thought hit me as I held myself to bring back a little warmth. I didn’t have to stay away from Kill any longer. He was mine, and we no longer had to pretend we weren't together.
Feeling free, I put my arms around his waist, leaning into his side. My face sought his, wanting to see his reaction, since I was finally the one to initiate physical interaction in front of everyone else.
A look of wonder took over his hooded eyes. The buzzer went off on the microwave, alerting me the bread was ready. The last thing I was waiting for before dinner had finished.
Kill held onto me when he felt me move away. “Hey, Jet. Get that out of the oven for me, would you?” Before Jet could answer, Kill threw me over his shoulder and strode purposely out of the kitchen and toward the stairs. I shouted out instructions for dinner before I disappeared up the stairs and was tossed onto my bed. Kill followed shortly after, his lips crushing mine.
His tongue had easy access to my mouth because I was gaping at being thrown onto the bed. He pulled away after getting me hot and breathless. His half smile sat firmly in place, but his eyes were exuding desire.
“What was that for?” I asked, dazed.
“No reason. It just makes me happy I get to touch you whenever I want, and I plan on taking full advantage of it.”
“Yeah?” My response was unintelligent, but I couldn't get anything else out from being kissed so thoroughly just moments before.
He smirked at me. “Yeah.”
We stayed like that for a long time, just absorbing each other and enjoying the liberty of being able to touch without fear of being caught.
“So, is there any chance I can get out of going to The Note tonight?” I asked, figuring I would put in one last ditch effort.
He shook his head. Our noses passed over the other’s in an Eskimo kiss. I pouted my bottom lip out to touch his briefly before he went in for his next pass. He froze in place, snaking his tongue out to trace my bottom lip and causing my body to spontaneously combust at his touch.
“We need to get ready to go.” He braced himself on his hands, and I held him tightly to me. I sucked in his lip and let it go slowly, lightly scraping my teeth over it before I released it with a pop.
“Never mind. I’m keeping you here all night,” he said, pushing his weight down on me so I could feel just how aroused he was. He started making his way down my neck, laving it with his tongue before moving to the next spot a little lower. I moaned loudly, unable to hold back the feelings that erupted inside of me.
He chuckled against my neck, causing electric pulses to shoot into my core, leaving me achy and hot. I arched my back, trying to find a position to help relieve the ache that had taken over my whole body.
“Kill...” I moaned his name, digging my fingers into his back, so close to the edge.
“I’ve got you, Slick,” he responded before unbuttoning my jeans and sliding both them and my panties down my legs.
He kissed his way up, alternating between each leg until he made it to my center. I was panting as I watched him slowly reach the apex of my thighs. My whole center pulsed, waiting for him to reach his destination.
He shot me a devilish smile. His pupils were fully dilated, and the desire burning in them took my breath away. Dipping his head between my legs, he licked me long and slow. I gasped as he stroked his tongue harder, parting me until reaching my swollen nub. He inserted a finger gently sucking on my sensitive bundle of nerves. He groaned into my heated skin as he continued to work his tongue and finger in me. I pushed my hands through his hair and held on tightly as my world exploded in multicolor.
He kissed his way up my body, pushing my shirt up as he went. My hands never left his hair unable to work themselves properly. He reached my lips and kissed me gently. I could taste myself, causing the fire he had just extinguished to burst into flames again.
“So responsive,” he murmured.
I removed my fingers from his hair and unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down as far as I could reach. Kill moved to get up so he could remove them completely, but I stopped him by grasping his firm ass. He looked at me questioningly.
“I need you now.”
His face lit up with passion as he thrust inside of me stretching my tight walls. I wrapped my legs around him as he began to pound against my heated flesh. He twisted his hips, grinding into my already sensitive clit. Once again, I fell over the edge from his forceful thrusts. He kept going until the veins in his neck bulged, and he buried his face into my neck as he released into me.
“Holy shit, Slick. I think you're going to kill me.”
I giggled. I reminded myself to hold onto this feeling for as long as I could.
“Alright, we have to get ready to go to The Note,” he said, finally moving off me.
He kissed me on the nose, before getting up and pulling up his jeans, which had only made it down to his calves. I unabashedly watched as he buttoned them. He noticed me staring and raised an eyebrow.
“Like what you see?” he asked, giving me that half smile.
I got up on my knees, my shirt still pushed up. My breasts were on full display, my jeans discarded on the ground. Kill’s eyes raked over my body, causing tingles everywhere they roamed.
