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“Yes, princess?”
“Will you kiss me?”
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Julian bent down and took Skylar’s mouth, groaning at the feel of her lips, warm and damp. He tilted his head and opened his mouth wider, probing the seam of her mouth with his tongue, causing her to whimper and open to him. His tongue plunged as he pulled her against him, and there was no way she could miss the weighted steel of his erection, which was harder than a steel pipe despite the fact he’d masturbated in the shower.
She buried her fingers in his hair and arched into him, trying to get even closer. The feel of her lush tits smashed against him, the taste of her on his tongue, the way she pulled at his hair, it all combined to take the kiss from heated to wild in under a second.
His mouth still fused with hers, he reached down, cupped her perfect ass in both hands, and hoisted her up so she could hook her legs around his waist. In several strides, he had her pushed against the wall. Sliding one hand to the front of her, he shoved the T-shirt she was wearing up, baring her belly and then her breasts. Ripping his mouth from hers, he lifted her higher at the same time he lowered his head, cupped the underside of her breast, and sucked her nipple into his mouth.
She cried out. “Julian!”
Relying on just the strength of her legs around him and the support of the wall to keep her in place, he used his other hand to twist her other nipple. The sound she made went straight to his cock, and he released her nipple with a pop. He leaned back, wanting to see her face.
. . . her hands against my chest...
Did she realize she was digging her nails into his skin?
. . . her eyes screwed shut . . .
Was she imagining him on top of her in bed and holding her hands pinned above her head?
. . . her chest rising and falling rapidly . . .
Did she know how she was panting for breath, the sounds ragged and harsh?
. . . her hips grinding against him . . .
Could she feel how hard he was? How much he needed to bury himself inside her? Did she want that as desperately as he did?
She opened her eyes suddenly, her pupils blown out, the dark overpowering her golden irises. Her mouth was red and swollen. She looked . . . ravenous.
“Fuck,” he groaned, then took her mouth once more, kissing, nipping, and sucking at her, only stopping to grab one of her hands and bring it to her breast. “Pinch yourself. Soft and sweet, or hard and rough, whatever you need.”
She licked her lips, then pinched her nipple, softly and almost teasingly at first, then growing bolder, hungrier, rougher when he lowered his head and sucked her other nipple in his mouth.
“God, you kiss like a dream,” she moaned.
He licked lavishly from her breast up the column of her throat, then fucked her mouth with his tongue with the same urgency he wanted to shove his cock into her and pound them both to paradise.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.All she’d done was ask him to kiss her, and he was ready to claim every inch of her as his.
She’s not yours,an inner voice whispered.
Fuck you, he shot back.
Still, he eased his mouth from hers, then buried his face in her hair, her scent reminding him of lavender and champagne. “I want you, Skylar. So damn much. I want to rip off your panties, shove down my pants, and impale you right now.”
Skylar pushed his shoulders until he lifted his head. Her honey-colored eyes flashed with heat.
He lowered one hand to palm the delicious swell of her ass, aware of the sound of his own heartbeat in his ears. “You have no idea how hungry I am,” his voice so harsh he wasn’t sure why she wasn’t trying to get away from him. “I’m starving. I want to devour you. Eat and eat and eat until you’re part of me. And I want you starving, too. Want to make you beg. And I want to make you come. So good. So hard. Do you hear me? I want to stretch you apart and pound into you again and again until the sound of our fucking becomes a primal beat guiding me to just the right spot in your cunt that, when I hit it, will make you come so hard you’ll go blind and deaf for a time with only me to guide your way back to earth.”
“Yes!” she said. “Please, I want that. I want it to be you, just like that.Make mecome for you. Even if I fight you. Fucking make me!”
Fuck. He groaned and pressed his forehead against hers, cupping her face with his palms. He struggled to calm down. This wasn’t just dirty talk anymore.
He was familiar with forced orgasms. Had given plenty of them. It involved “making” a woman repeatedly come even if she fought it because despite wanting the pleasure, she didn’t think she could get there or take it anymore, and it was his privilege to show her that she could. But what Skylar was talking about was different.Shewas different. Forcing her first orgasm when there was clearly a reason she consciously or unconsciously wouldn’t let it happen? That would be uncharted territory for him.
