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“I’m guessing you don’t like tattoos?” he replied leaning against the window sill.
We were far apart, relaxed with each other’s presence yet filled with a craving. The air thinned inside the room, making it impossible to ignore.
My eyes roamed over his defined body. “I didn’t mind before, I thought of them as a way of expressing feelings.”
“And now?” His hair fell over his eyes.
“Now they remind me of a time I would like to forget.”
He nodded, processing my words with a wicked smile. “Then, I’ll thank my brothers for keeping me from getting any.”
I grinned, and he pushed away from the wall. Just that small step was enough for my heart to falter and my gaze to fall from his piercing cool blues.
His body was inches away from mine.
“Without any shame in your voice, you said what you wanted. You walked up the stairs and opened this door searching for it. So now…” he rasped, his scent robbing my senses. His palm held my jaw, and our eyes met once again. “Don’t drop your eyes away from me again.”
My breath staggered and his gaze fell on my lips. Ilias ran the tip of his thumb over my bottom lip and applied pressure. My lip lowered from the force as his thumb caught its moisture, he spread it over my mouth, leaving my body on fire.
His lips slammed into mine, silencing my gasp. I curled my fingers around his biceps for something to hold onto, my body flush with his heated skin. Ilias hummed with approval, and his tongue explored my mouth, taking away the sting of his nips. His large hands held both sides of my head, keeping me caged against the doorframe and his wild lips.
I couldn’t remember to catch a stable breath, my panting becoming enough to fill my lungs with his scent, alive with our hunger. My pelvis jerked forward with the urge of friction, but he was too tall. I didn’t care if he would see my desire for him as easy, fast, or slutty. I wouldn’t be ashamed for my lust or for my need as a woman. If anything, it made me aware of the intensity of how much I craved him. Ilias had unlocked a part of my body that urged and pleaded for release, that craved for more.
His hands lowered and gripped the back of my thighs, and my dress rose. My feet were swept from the floor and quickly wrapped around his middle. When my core met the hard bulge that hid under his jeans, my mouth parted with a pleasure-filled gasp. I entwined my fingers into his hair, pulling his head back, rubbing against him once more. My body shivered, and he shook his head away from my hands and ran his jaw over the nape of my neck.
“I know kroshka,” he rasped. “I feel it too.”
“Please,” I pleaded.
“‘Above your sheets and underneath your body’, you said,” Ilias repeated my words, and his body inched back. I quickly grabbed the corner of the door frame, keeping him from taking us anywhere else.
His eyes snapped back to mine when he noticed my reluctance to leave this spot. The corner of his lips lifted as his head craned to the side to watch me. “But you don’t want a gentleman.”
Ilias pushed my back to the wall, and I shivered from his words as his hand ran over my thigh bunching the rest of my dress until he found the thin material of my underwear on his way.
Gripping the material, he kissed my mouth, tugging on my bottom lip, when the sound of my thong ripping in two filled the silence. He didn’t kiss away the sting of his bite this time, instead I felt his smile on my lips. My heart stilled with anticipation.
With my ruined underwear between us, he balled them up and applied pressure onto my clit. I moaned as the raspy lace rubbed circles around me. Unable to stop twisting above him, my fingers curled into his shoulders.
“Ilias,” I whimpered.
Ilias discarded my underwear onto the floor and his hand snaked back between us. His thumb circled my clit before sliding down and dipping his fingers inside me.
My eyes shut and my back curled with a breathless sigh.
“Yeah, a gentleman is not what you want,” Ilias said, pulling his fingers out and spreading the proof of my needy body over my pussy. He shook his head and continued pleasing me to the brink of release.
I couldn’t breathe. Ilias played with me as if he knew each spot, each trigger that hadn’t yet been found by another aside from myself. But his hands and heat push the feeling to ecstasy as my body tightened in full pleasure. My body shook and my eyes opened, catching his on me.
With a smile, he stopped.
ILIAS
Davina’s eyes widened, and her hands twisted around my skin, desperate and confused.
Fuck if I didn’t love seeing her so needy for me without shame.
With her mouth parted, breathing erratic, and chest heaving, the constricted material of my jeans became painful as my dick throbbed to be freed and deep inside of her.
