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“Need me to fingerfuck this tight, wet little pussy?”
“Y-Yesss,” I moan.
“Need me to make you come?”
I nod, then gasp and fall forward into his chest as he rubs the rough pad of his finger over my clit. Kingsley grunts in approval before crashing his lips down on mine. I immediately open up for him, letting him take control. I’m at his mercy, completely surrendered to the pleasure only he can bring.
When his thick finger circles my pulsing entrance, I cry out, the jagged, broken sound echoing around the office. I tense and release, more of my arousal dripping from me and coating his hand.
“God, Clementine. So responsive,” he whispers, more to himself than to me.
I have no idea what I’m doing, but my body does. Primal instinct takes over as lust trickles through every vein, every cell, hitting me deep in my core. Releasing my hold on him, I lean back, setting my hands on the table behind me. I open my legs wider and tip my head back, letting him do whatever he wants to me.
Kingsley growls, the savage sound rattling my bones and making me impossibly wetter for him. Her leans over me, biting down on my exposed neck as his finger thrusts into me, stretching me wide open.
“Shit, beautiful. How are you so damn tight?” he groans.
I don’t have a voice, let alone an answer for him.
Kingsley slowly slides in and out of me while grinding the heel of his hand against my clit. I arch my back, shoving my cunt down on his finger, silently begging for more. Kingsley gladly obliges. He shoves two fingers inside me, curling them up and stroking some incredibly sensitive spot over and over.
“Oh, God,” I whimper. “K-Kingsley, fuck…”
“That’s it, Clementine. I feel you. I feel this tight little cunt squeezing me so damn good. I know you want to come for me.”
All I can do is whimper. My soft, urgent cries grow louder and louder as the pressure deep in my core expands and pushes all the air from my lungs. Kingsley winds his fingers into my hair while still owning my pleasure and my pussy with his other hand.
He tugs gently but firmly on my long locks, forcing my gaze to meet his. Hungry, almost feral brown eyes stare back at me. Our heavy breaths mingle, his lips barely touching mine.
“Come for me, baby. Come on my fingers. Fill my hand up with your release. I want it all. It’s mine.”
His dirty words make me shiver and spread my legs wider, wanting that. Wanting to obey him. Wanting to give him everything he demands of me.
“I-I-I’m…”
“Yes. Fuck, yes,” he groans right before swallowing down my cries of pleasure.
A deep tug in my lower belly precedes an incredible, painful, blissful rush of liquid heat. All at once, my orgasm erupts from my core. Wave after wave of molten lava floods my body and singes my nerves as I spasm and jerk and gasp for air.
Kingsley groans, his fist tightening in my hair while his other hand never lets up its assault on my pussy. He doesn't slow, doesn’t let me catch my breath before a second orgasm splinters into the first one. My arms and legs shake, and all I know are his fingers scissoring inside me, stretching, stroking, and owning me completely.
I’m drained of every damn thing when he pulls his hand from between my legs, nearly collapsing on top of the table. Kingsley grins, a dark, satisfied gleam in his eyes. I’m shocked when he lifts his fingers to his lips and sucks off my juices. A whimper falls from my lips when he closes his eyes and growls.
Kingsley pulls me up and kisses me, letting me taste myself on his tongue. I’m still out of breath and trembling when we break apart.
“You okay, Clementine?” he murmurs, kissing the top of my head as he wraps me in his arms.
“Yeah,” I breathe as I melt into his embrace. “Can’t. Move.”
Kingsley chuckles, the deep sound vibrating through him and into me.
“I’ve got you,” he says seconds before lifting me into his arms.
“Hey!” I shriek, followed by a giggle.
“Gonna feed you, then tuck you in,” he informs me as he strides into the immaculate kitchen.
Kingsley carefully sets me down on a stool behind the breakfast bar overlooking the kitchen. He kisses my forehead, then looks me up and down and gives a satisfied nod. He’s freaking adorable, the way he’s inspecting the job he did carrying me and getting me settled in a chair.
