Page 142 of King of Ruin

In the quiet study, the only sounds were his ragged breaths, the rhythmic slurping of her mouth, and the faint creaking of the window as the air shifted. The dim light from a corner lamp cast a soft glow, illuminating the scene. He controlled her head, moving it expertly, while her tongue danced over the pulsing veins of his shaft.

“Hah…” he gasped, his hips jerking as her warmth enveloped him completely, pleasure washing over him. Just as he felt the impending release, he pulled out abruptly, the sound of her mouth releasing him echoing in the stillness, the wetness dissipating into silence, leaving only his heavy breaths hanging in the air.

She nearly fell forward from the sudden loss of support, but he caught her, one hand gripping her shoulder while the other held the back of her head. He yanked her head back roughly, their eyes locking, her mouth still glistening. A fierce hunger burned in his gaze as he growled, “This is how I want you, Elise. Submissive. Soft. Naked.”

Elise swallowed hard, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as she blinked, her body trembling slightly.

Then, Xavier finally slid off his pants and shirt, standing naked before her. The moonlight glinted off his chiseled abs, his muscular form radiating heat like a fire coursing through his veins.

He bent down, effortlessly lifting her off the ground, cradling her in his arms as he carried her to the sturdy table. With one swift motion, he swept aside the books and files cluttering the surface, the hard thud of their fall echoing in the quiet room. He didn’t care for the mess; he placed Elise on the table and slid her back until her hips were perfectly aligned, leaving her lying there, completely exposed.

His hand reached for the last remnant of her dignity, sliding it off her hips and down her legs before tossing it aside carelessly. Immediately, a wave of shyness washed over Elise, and she instinctively tried to close her legs. But he grasped both of her ankles, parting them wider, revealing her warm center and the wetness that had gathered there.

His mouth found her ankle first, kissing her toes softly before trailing down to her ankle. His tongue traced the delicate curve of her foot, the soft, red flesh disappearing into his mouth as he licked and explored.

“AH!” A sudden tingling sensation overwhelmed her, causing her foot to jerk involuntarily.

To keep her still, he bit gently on her ankle, his tongue continuing its journey from her toes up to her leg.

Slowly, he licked his way up her thigh, each kiss igniting her skin with a burning heat. His hunger was palpable, tracing a wet path as he moved higher, leaving red and blue marks blooming across Elise’s skin. Her body trembled on the table, her mouth parting in gasps as she surrendered to the sensations, breathing heavily, completely under his control.

“Ahh… hahh…” The gentle caress of his fingers and mouth enveloped her, overwhelming her senses. With her hands tied behind her back and her neck held firmly, she felt utterly immobilized, a captive to his desires. Then, his mouth found her center, the soft flick of his tongue brushing against the delicate bundle of nerves. Her breaths quickened as he swiped over her folds, then slipped between them.

Elise jerked at the unexpected pleasure, her hips arching instinctively as she fought to suppress the rising tide of desire. He plunged his tongue hungrily between her folds, her wristsstraining against the restraints, desperate to break free, but the ties held firm. His mouth licked and sucked at her warm channel, each stroke of his tongue igniting a fierce hunger within him, every loud lick and suck pulling her deeper into a whirlwind of sensation.

“Xavier, mmmmh.”

She whimpered, her body arching off the cold table, straining against the grip that held her in place. Shivers coursed through her as she trembled, every nerve ending alive with anticipation.

He gripped her thighs firmly, spreading them wider, then deftly maneuvered one of her legs, twisting it at the knee to open her up even more, exposing her to him completely.

His tongue flicked over her warm center, a teasing caress that made her gasp, “Hmmm, ahhh.”

Her whimpers echoed in the dim light of the room. Her body quaked, straining against the restraints, the tension palpable in the air. The wet sounds of his tongue gliding over her heated skin filled the space, mingling with her soft cries. She was lost in the sensation, every ounce of her being consumed by him. Just as she felt herself nearing the edge, her thighs taut and trembling, he suddenly stopped.

His mouth slid up to her stomach, showering it with gentle kisses, each press of his lips igniting sparks beneath her skin. He moved upward, his attention finally reaching her breasts. There, he took one delicate tip into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it with exquisite precision, licking and sucking softly, drawing forth a moan that resonated deep within her.

“Xavier, please,” she breathed, her voice cracking with need as her fingers curled against the restraints.

He lifted his head, dark eyes meeting hers.

The air between them thickened. His hand traced a path down her side, thumb brushing the hollow of her hip before settling between her legs once more.

This time he did not tease—his fingers found her swollen and slick, circling with unhurried pressure that made her spine bow off the table.

“Look at me,” he commanded, and she obeyed, her gaze glassy and unfocused.

He watched her face as he entered her with two fingers, curling them to find the spot that made her cry out, her head falling back despite his order. The rhythm he set was merciless, steady and deep, his palm grinding against her with each thrust.

“Oh… God… Oh… Mmmhmmm…”

Elise could hear herself, breathless and begging, sounds she did not recognize spilling from her lips.

When his mouth returned to her breast, teeth grazing sensitive flesh, the dual sensation unraveled her.

“Mmmm… X-Xavier!” Her release crashed through her in waves, her body seizing around his hand as she screamed his name into the shadows.

He did not stop, drawing out every tremor until she lay panting and boneless beneath him, skin flushed and glistening in the low light.