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Spinning her around, he shoved her up against the wall and rutted against her, long hard thrusts that rubbed the cotton of her underwear against her clit as he bit and licked the sensitive skin of her throat. Head thrown back, fingers in those thick, dark-chocolate locks, Adelaide moaned as Kingston cupped her other arse cheek in his hand and ground down harder.
“Can you come like this?” he murmured against her pulse point, scraping his teeth over the tendon there. The lick of pain thrust her to the edge, leaving her teetering there.
One more thrust and she’d be there
“Keep going,” she begged as he retreated. The throb Kingston had ignited spread like wildfire through her with his next thrust. Her orgasm slammed into Adelaide. Its intensity took her by surprise, stealing her breath as she let out a silent scream as she shook in Kingston’s hold. Her pussy clamped down, rhythmically contracting as waves of ecstasy crashed into her. But he kept going, kept up his hard grind as she cried out again, the sparks renewing themselves as he kept up the pressure against her clit.
Adelaide slumped against Kingston, her breaths choppy and bones turned to wet noodles. He hummed and effortlessly carried her across the room to the doorway off the lounge area.
With the lights still switched off, King laid her down on the pillowy bed, kissing his way along the V-shaped neckline of the cable knit sweater she wore as the sound of his boots hitting the floor echoed through the room. He slid his hands down, cupping her breasts before moving further, stealing up underneath the jumper and pushing it up. Her bare belly was exposed and Adelaide wished she’d thought to toss off her coat before she’d been whisked into the bedroom.
“Arms up,” he mouthed against her belly button, before licking it and kissing a line up the centre of her body to her bra as he worked the material up. Kingston left a trail of fire in his wake, her clit throbbing again. With deft fingers, he ripped the clothes off her, her coat going flying at the same time as her jumper, leaving her only in a white T-shirt material bra. Kingston shrugged out of his jacket, leaving him in a long-sleeved shirt, fitted sweater, and those sexy-as-sin jeans. He hovered above her, his breath washing over her chest. Her nipples pebbled in the chill and she groaned, rubbing her pussy over her jeans.
Even in the dim light filtering in from the partially open blind, he was larger than life. His broad shoulders and the strength and heat radiating from him had her aching. Need pulsed through her. She needed more.
“Hands off my pussy,” he growled, shifting to kneel back on his heels. Knees spread, he pushed Adelaide’s legs apart, removing any way of gaining friction where she needed it most. Her hips arching up off the bed and her frustrated cry kicked Kingston into action. He slid her boots off without any flair, tossing them backward, her socks following quickly. The buttons on her fly were almost torn off when he tugged. She shifted, bending at the knees to bring her legs together when he curled his fingers around the waistband and tugged them down. Off they went, exposing her to him in her white panties. They weren’t sexy—she didn’t even own proper lacy or satin lingerie—but the way King’s breath caught made her feel like a centrefold.
His gaze burned a path down her body emboldening her. She reached back under her and flicked open the clasp on her bra, sliding her arms out and tossing it aside. Hooking her thumbs under the waistband of her cotton panties, she bit her lip and stared up at him as he watched her every move like a hawk.
“You’re exquisite,” he breathed, his hands coming to her knees and pressing her legs open. “Mmm, you’re right. Perfectly manicured,” he purred, bending until his chin rubbed the tiny patch of hair she kept trimmed short. His whiskers rubbing her sensitive mound were like live wires, electrical currents lighting her up as he licked at her skin. She cried out, arching into him as he circled his thumbs on the inside of her thighs. Adelaide squirmed, desperate for him to get closer to where she needed him.
A puff of breath on her pussy had her shuddering. Desperate for touch. Then he was there, lowering his tongue to her clit, circling it before he sucked it between his lips. Adelaide’s hips bowed off the bed and incoherent words fell from her mouth as Kingston used her motion to slide a hand under her arse. His thumb circled her hole and with the other, used two fingers to tease the opening of her pussy. He slid them up and down, pinching her labia gently as he ate her like a man starved. He was all writhing tongue at her opening, soft beard on her thighs, and his calloused fingertips rough against the walls of her pussy.
“Grip your knees,” he ordered, and Adelaide complied, not even hesitating for a moment. “Knees against your chest. Open yourself up for me, gorgeous.” She did, but heat washed over her, embarrassment mixing with a wash of vulnerability. “Oh yeah,” he growled. “Such pretty holes.”
“Oh God,” she cried as Kingston shifted, lifting her hips even more. She was bent like a pretzel, her knees tight against her chest as he licked lower, his tongue circling her pucker. One flick, then two and Adelaide cried out on a shuddery breath, and he slid two fingers deep into her pussy. Her walls clamped down tight on him and he hummed, the motion sending another bolt of lightning through her.
“So tight. So perfect,” he murmured before circling her hole again with his tongue. She’d tried anal with a toy once, the vibrating plug that she recommended to all her partygoers, but it hadn’t been like this. It was as if every nerve ending was directed there, sending her higher with every move of his frisky tongue and deep delving fingers.
Kingston moved up again, licking at her clit and around his fingers, his thumb swiping her juices down to her pucker as he continued to soften the muscle there. Adelaide gripped her knees in a white-knuckled hold, the sensations ricocheting around her body overwhelming. He scraped his teeth over her clit as he stiffened his tongue and slid it into her pussy alongside his fingers. She tightened around him, his fingers perfectly curled to tag her G-spot with each movement. She was climbing, inching up the rollercoaster rung by rung, nearing the peak. She hovered there, ready to fly, and Kingston shifted again moving his tongue back to her clit.
She huffed out a breath, losing ground. He reacted immediately, doubling his efforts. Sucking her clit between his lips, he gave her that bite of pain she didn’t even know she liked and curled his fingers more, plunging them deep. Without giving her a chance to tense up again, he slid his thumb into her arse and she shouted out, her climax taking her by storm. Lightning crashed and thunder rumbled long and loud as Adelaide was tossed around in the maelstrom like a dingy in a cyclone. He kept going, sucking, licking, and fingering her until she was too sensitive, too overwhelmed.
He pulled back then, twining their fingers together and kissing and licking his way up her belly until her hands were up by her shoulders. He sucked on her nipples, and Adelaide let out a shaky breath. “Mmm, you like that?” he asked, his stubble brushing against her sensitive skin.
“God, yes,” she breathed on a moan.
She could feel his lips curl against her breast, a smile in his voice when he asked, “Can you come with me sucking on you?”
“Don’t think so.”
“Sounds like a challenge.” He rested his weight against her, and Adelaide melted into the mattress. His solid weight, the soft cotton of his shirt against her mons and the swipe of his tongue and suction of his lips had her spiralling again, clawing her way to another orgasm. When he ripped it out of her, pinning her to the bed with one arm, and sucking a mark into the side of her breast as he pinched her nipple, she screamed, her legs squeezing his hips as she rubbed her pussy against his abs.
Adelaide didn’t know whether she passed out or was carried away to another planet. She was floating in heaven as he shifted her, pulling the covers over her as he disappeared. Back a moment later, she jumped at the contact of the warm washcloth on her leg, but he manoeuvred her, gently wiping her clean. Her insides were like jelly, a buzz still traversing through her body. He slipped in behind her, taking her into his arms. Adelaide registered material between them, a soft cotton that she burrowed into. Sleep soon claimed her.
Five
Liam
“S
o what’s been goin’ on, man?” he asked Lij. He and Elijah had been friends for ever, but in the months since he’d returned from France, things had changed. They used to hang out together all the time, but now Lij was always busy. Liam couldn’t begrudge him though; he was working and helping out his family.
“Nothing much. Working on a new client’s manuscript. It needs a lot of corrections, so it’s taking me a while to get through. Misplaced modifiers and long paragraphs everywhere.” He tossed the football back to Liam and laughed when Liam lurched forward to catch it and glared.
“Dude, you suck. Seriously, I’m standing right here and you still can’t toss the ball accurately.” He shook his head and pursed his lips, but it was all an act. This was what they did, Liam throwing the ball right into Lij’s hands while he made Liam run for it. “What about your mum and sis? How are they going?”
“Mum’s good. She’s finally listened and dropped a shift at work. She doesn’t want to rely on me, but I make enough that she doesn’t need to work seven days. And I dunno about Addy. I didn’t see her yesterday.”
