Page 64 of The Thorn's Kiss


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As she continues to read, she strokes her finger through my hair and down my back as her wet cunt presses against my chest, drowning me in her arousal. What’s happening to me? I think I’m losing my head. Either that, or I’m far too turned on, here and now, to consider the next few days. Especially something as crazy as her being the only woman who gets me going. It must be my stifling hormones messing with my head. The answer is to climax; it will restore my clarity.

Rising on my arms above her, I direct my thoughts away from the madness and focus on the fact that right now, she’s all mine, and she’s hungry for me. “I bet,” I say, pulling her nipple between my teeth and watching as her face contorts. She moans and bites her lip. “You can’t finish that chapter with my face between your legs.”

She swallows and licks her lips before turning her twinkling eyes on me. “I forgot you were even in the room.”

An unexpected laugh erupts from me. “Is that so?” I ask. “I find that impossible to believe.” I lean over to whisper in her ear.

“Well, you better believe it. You’re all talk and no action. You haven’t been doing anything for the past few minutes, and you’ve murdered the mood,” she says.

“Really.” I kiss her shoulder.

“Yes, really.” She pushes against my chest. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to return to the room and finish reading the book. Can we pick this up later?”

Pushing her back against the table, I pin her in. “I’ll make you a deal.”

She blinks, rolling her eyes, and I shake my head, laughing.

“How far are you in the chapter?” I ask.

She sighs.

“Come on. Humour me.” I mock.

“I’m halfway through the chapter, which I’ve already read, mind you. So, I’d like to move past it at some point,” she says.

I nod. “Okay, I promise you that if you manage to get to the end of that chapter with my tongue against your clit, I’ll let you go up to the room, and I’ll relieve myself. I’ll even leave you alone for the night so you can finish the entire book,” I say, unbuttoning my pants and stroking myself when my cock springs out. She swallows, and her neck muscles tighten. “But if you fail and stop reading, I get to punish you.”

She gasps. “Challenge accepted,” she says, her voice hoarse.

“Ah,” I say, smiling and dipping to my knees while she resumes reading aloud. Spreading her lips, I lick the slick, hardened flesh before kissing and sucking on the succulent flaps. She moans, and her words become distorted. I stroke my cock, burying my face deeper, suffocating as I try to get my tongue as far as possible. She shakes against me, exploding within less than a minute, and I keep going as she clamps her legs around my head.

“Adam Molotov!” she screams, and I know my name isn’t in that book. I don’t want to stop feasting on her, but rules are rules.

I bite the inside of her leg, and she moans. Rising to look at her, the book is flung across the room behind her. I grin. “You didn’t even try.”

“I don’t care about the book right now, Adam,” she grumbles.

“Turn over.” I laugh, rubbing the outside of her thighs.

She tries to get up, but I can tell she’s dizzy. “What?” she asks, swaying and smiling.

“Are you okay?” I smile, brushing my hand across her hair.

“I feel amazing,” she beams, rolling over on her belly.

Grinning, I pull her up. “On your knees,” I say before gripping and shaking her arse.

“Yes, sir.” She turns to look at me, flipping her hair out of her face, and I swear.

“So, you failed the challenge. What do you suppose I should do with you?” I moan, kissing the round, fluffy cheeks.

“Hurt me,” she moans.

“Hmmm. Say no more,” I say, spitting on her arse and spreading the moisture. She grinds the air as I bite her flesh, before slapping her so hard, she buckles. Just as she catches her breath, I smack her again until she sobs. I do the same with the other cheek, testing her centre, and she’s soaking wet.

I’d risk my life for the sight and scent of her. My throat is desperately parched, and I open her up like a ripe fruit, devouring her sweet nectar. She rains in my mouth, filling me up, and I suck every drop from her, shaking from the wave that slams into the head of my cock.

Enough of this damn gameplaying. I need to be inside her, now, or my heart might stop beating. Being so much taller than her puts me at an advantage. With her arched on top of the desk, her plump cunt lines up right where I want her. Dipping my fingers in, I stretch her a little bit, but our long nights have loosened her up just enough to fit around me perfectly.

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