Page 111 of Method for Matrimony


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Kip’s posture relaxed somewhat. “You’re out here looking hysterical because you need to be fucked?” he murmured, reaching up to grasp the back of my neck.

My body melted and electrified at the same time. “Yes,” I moaned. “I really need to be fucked.”

Kip’s mouth found mine, and I submitted to him instantly.

His tongue worked expertly, one hand still at the back of my neck while the other palmed my ass.

I moaned again, pressing myself against him and wanting to climb up and wrap my legs around his hips if not for my new body composition.

Kip yanked his mouth from mine but kept a firm hold of me. “Does this mean I’m sleepin’ with you from now on?” he asked, voice thick.

“It means I need to be fucked right now,” I told him, leaning forward, intending on kissing him.

He grabbed a handful of my hair, holding me back so just the right amount of pain exploded in my scalp.

“I’m not fucking you until I have your word that I’m sleeping with you for the foreseeable future.”

I glared at him. “Are you really trying to manipulate me into this while I’m vulnerable and horny?” I asked. “That is really,reallynot fair.”

Kip smirked. “Never said I was going to fight fair, babe.”

“You’re an asshole,” I shot back.

His free hand, the one not holding my hair, went between us, right between my legs.

I let out a rough gasp as he found my clit immediately, circling his finger with the exact amount of pressure and friction I needed.

“You want to come?” he asked against my mouth, finger still moving.

My body responded to him enthusiastically, his fingers likely to bring me to orgasm in another minute when I hadn’t been able to get there for the past hour.

“Yes,” I hissed desperately.

Kip kissed me, slipping his tongue into my mouth as he worked my clit.

I kissed him back, reveling in the taste of him.

“You come when you agree I’m fuckin’ you in your bed, and after that, it becomesourbed,” he said against my mouth.

My body stiffened and I wanted to glare, but my gaze was hooded and lazy, and everything was blurred around the edges.

“You fucking asshole,” I huffed.

Kip stopped working my clit.

I let out a sound of protest.

He let me go and stepped away from me. I tottered on my feet for a moment before I righted myself.

He folded his arms, cock straining through his underwear, his muscles sculpted from fucking marble.

“I want in your pussy,” he growled. “But I also want to be in your bed.Ourbed. Wanna wake up with you.”

My chest rose and fell rapidly, both with fury and with desire.

“You’re such a fucking prick,” I spat.

“Is that gonna be a no to making you scream with my cock?” he asked, voice thick and husky but still teasing.

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