Page 69 of Cruel King


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“Mine,” he growled, dragging my lips against his as he crushed me against the mirror in the elevator.

I fumbled for the buttons and pressed his floor as we made out while riding up to nearly the top of the building. He lifted me up, wrapping my legs around his waist as he carried me across the hall to his door. He inserted the key, twisted the knob, and let us inside.

Clothes were strewn all over the floor on the way to his bedroom. His hands were in my hair. His lips on my super-heated skin. Breathless, back-arching, toe-curling moments passed as he got me into the room. His cock was in my hand. I pumped him as he groaned against me. Our lips met, wet and desperate. The last couple of hours had risen our desire to a crescendo.

Finally, he gave up with the teasing and turned me around, pressing me down into the mattress. I groaned as his fingers found the entrance of my pussy. He slipped two inside with ease.

I moaned as the words, “So wet,” slipped free from him.

“Please.”

Foil tore. A silent moment of anticipation as he rolled a condom down his length. Then, he thrust his way inside my welcoming body. I cried out. He hadn’t been gentle, and, fuck, I didn’t want him to be.

His hand fisted into my hair, arching my head backward and giving him better leverage to drive deeper into me.

“Is this what you wanted?” he asked into the darkness.

“More.”

And he gave me more. Until we were both sweaty, panting messes. Until I was so close to climax that I was seeing stars. Until there was nothing but want, need, and desire. This was just a dream of a second, of infinity. Nothing more, nothing less than eternity stretching out as he stretched me out.

Then, we both tipped into that deep abyss and gave over everything to that need. My walls contracted so hard that it was nearly painful as everything shuddered with relief. Gavin roared with his pleasure, emptying himself deep inside of me.

I gasped when he slid out a moment later and collapsed forward onto the bed. Gavin returned soon after and lifted me under the sheets, holding my still-trembling body.

He trailed kisses down my neck and across my shoulder. “You were perfect.”

“Mmm,” I groaned, halfway to sleep.

“My little pixie.”

I snuggled deeper against him as the day slowly came back to me. “Gavin?”

“Hmm?”

“Did Robert ask you if he could date me before we dated?”

He stilled momentarily. “He did. Did he tell you that?”

“He said that you loved me, and he knew it. So, he asked your permission.”

Gavin was silent a beat too long. “Well, it wasn’t permission. So much as he told me he was going to ask you out if I didn’t man up and do it first.”

“But you didn’t.”

“No, I didn’t.” He ran a hand up and down my back. “Would you have taken me seriously back then?”

“Hmm,” I said, as if contemplating it. Thinking of the Gavin King who was as wild and unrepentant as I was assured me that it wouldn’t work. He didn’t seem that way right now though. “Probably not. I didn’t take much seriously.”

“Yeah,” he said softly. “That’s what I figured.”

“Love complicates things anyway,” I told him.

“Indeed.”

“I’ve never told anyone I love them,” I admitted into the darkness. “Have you?”

He pressed a kiss into my shoulder blade. “No.”

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