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I don’t even realize I’ve opened my mouth.
“I did it,” my voice is hoarse, “Please, let me—”
His mouth is around my clit before I can finish, a finger pressing inside of me at the same time. It’s too much. Too much feeling. My body wants to pull back as the tide rises quickly. I feel myself shatter, my body weightless as my orgasm goes on and on.
It feels like lots of time has passed before I feel a thick length against my opening. My vision is blurred from the aftereffects, but I don’t hesitate to press myself back into him. My warmth envelopes him easily.
“Ooooh.” He groans as he pushes in deep. “That’s a good girl.”
I feel myself brighten at his words. With my hands tied, all I can do is let him fuck me without mercy as another orgasm grows inside me.
“I’m gonna come again,” I manage to moan between breaths.
His motions only get harder. His cock strokes all the perfect places inside me from this angle. I feel his grip on my hips tighten. His breath picks up speed, and I know he’s close too. Squeezing, I tighten around his dick until he shouts, pressing deep inside me as he comes.
His breathing is ragged, but after a moment, he leans forward and kisses my shoulder blade.
“Much better.”
I don’t think we do more than doze for an hour or two all night, too wrapped up in each other. In my past, staying up all night meant drugs and partying. With Killian, it’s because I don’t want to fall asleep and lose this moment of perfection. I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so hard, smiled so much. Not when it was genuine, anyway. Lying in bed together, naked and entwined, I don’t think I’ve ever been happier.
“I’ll admit, I don’t understand the jealousy thing. You don’t mind if people look at me sometimes, then with others, you lose it. Not that I’m not a glutton for punishment and all, but yeah, I don’t get it,” I tell him honestly and he actually smiles at that.
“Used to caveman style jealousy, I see?” He comments. I smirk at that.
“Something like that. Seriously, though.”
He shrugs, sitting back against the bed.
“Well, I don’t mind if people look at you, first of all. It’s you looking back that bothers me. You come home with me, so I’ll be fucking proud to have some asshole check you out, knowing it’s me who gets to touch this incredible body. Second, you’re fucking gorgeous, and your dancing is fucking mesmerizing, and that’s coming from a guy who bar tends in a burlesque club.” He winks at me and I giggle.
“Okay, okay, but earlier….”
“That dance was meant for me,” he interrupts, raising an eyebrow. “That dance was meant for me, not for some random asshole.”
I feel the corner of my mouth turn up.
“How so?” I ask, even though he’s totally right.
He gives me a wry look. “I’ve watched you dance enough now to know what’s a show,” is all he says.
“That was a show!” I object, and he laughs, leaning forward to kiss me.
“Yeah, and that was a show meant for my eyes, and you know it.” I stand to move to the bathroom, and he smacks my ass. “I don’t mind if people look. But, Echo?”
I stop and turn back to him.
“Just… promise me you won’t look back.”
I feel my expression soften at his words and blow him a kiss.
“Never.”
“So, today’s the day. How do you feel?”
I shrug.
“I’m not sure, honestly. I guess it seems like it’s happening so fast yet so slow at the same time.”
