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"You drive me fucking crazy, sweet angel. Do you have any idea…?”
With his hand still gripping the base of my neck he leans in, his mouth brushing the side of my ear as he growls, "I'm going to make you mine. Do you hear me? Nothing, no one that came before is ever going to matter. And when you think about anyone touching you, it's going to be my mouth, my hands, my cock on you."
Everything I ever thought I knew about Kylian dies in that moment.
All that chattiness, the golden halo floating above his head, the so-called golden retriever energy, dissolves into the burning ether of the man in front of me now. The way his hand is bruising a ring around my neck, his words imprinting on me, the way his eyes dare me to fight him, is who he is to me.
"Nod if you understand, Kiara."
But he doesn't even give me a chance to before his mouth is on mine again, nipping at my bottom lip still hot from the touch of his thumb before.
His hand not around my throat drops down to slide under the hem of my dress.
"Are you going to be wet for me, angel?"
The way he says “wet for me” makes me want to push his head down and make him recreate the last orgasm he gave me when we were in this situation. But he changes the script, and without warning, slides two fingers deep inside me making me scream.
"Ohhh fuck, Kylian!"
He hums his approval. "Hmmm, that's right, Kiara. You just keep screaming my name and remembering who this body belongs to now."
My legs instinctively widen, making room for him. He knew I’d be dripping wet for him or else there's no way his two fingers would've fit inside me without any preparation.
He gently slides his fingers in and out of me, slowly, methodically. A soft whimper escapes my lips, partly of arousal, partly frustration.
“I know, baby, trust me, we need to do this. I don’t want to hurt you when I fuck you for the first time, okay?” His thumb moves to press against my clit and I struggle to hold back a moan. “Move your hips, baby, rub your clit against my finger. Show me how you move.”
My core lowers as I feel my hips move in a circle up and down as I rub myself on him. With each rotation, he pumps his fingers in and then out of me again. The rhythm builds and each time I draw a circle with my hips I think I'm going to fall over the edge. My first orgasm always comes easily but it’s not always as intense. I already know, though, that I might not ever recover from this one.
The last time he was making me come, it was about an urgent need that had been building inside me for so long. This time it's about a conscious choice that we've both made. To fall together.
He kisses my cheek as he presses his fingers deeper into me. A chaste action that feels so fucking dirty. "That's it, baby. You feel so good moving against me. Is this how you're going to move with my cock inside you? Are you going to ride me like you're doing now? Use me to come all over my cock?"
My head threatens to tilt back but his hand gripping my throat holds me in place. Instead, I force my eyes open and look up at him.
His chest rumbles as he watches me. "Don't stop moving. If you stop, I'll stop. Is that what you want?" he growls, so low I can barely hear him.
"No."
He nods his approval and something inside me aches to please him.
I concentrate on pressing my clit harder against his hand, and the whites of his eyes become almost invisible as his pupils dilate watching me.
"I'm going to come," I say in a strained moan.
His eyes darken. "Did I say you could come?"
The question alone steals the little breath I have left from my lungs but then he squeezes the hand at my neck.
I shake my head.
He relaxes his hand. “That’s right. No, I didn't. But you will come soon, angel, don't worry. But if you're going to come, it's going to be on my cock. Understand?"
I nod, eyes wide. My hips frozen in place.
I don't want to know what's going to happen if I stop because I can’t go back from here.
"Kylian?"
