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“Fucking perfect,” I praise, tilting my head and stalk her from behind.“When you arrive at the bed, climb up and lie on your back.I’m going to eat your pussy until you beg me to stop.”
A gasp escapes her lips, breaking the silence as she follows my instructions.
I stride to the wardrobe and grab a tie, swiftly binding her hands together.Remembering the leg bar I packed at the last minute, I retrieve it from underneath the bed where I stashed it when I arrived.Her eyes widen at the sight.
First, I attach the leg bar to the bed, her curious, watchful gaze following my every movement.Then, with her hands and legs secured, she’s at my mercy.
“I love the feeling of forcing your legs open.”I move in, planting hungry kisses on her inner thighs, and she moans and writhes beneath me.“You look so fucking beautiful like that.”
Her breathing quickens when my lips get closer to where she craves my touch the most.My tongue dances with purpose, swiping across her clit, then down her wet seam.She tastes better than I could have dreamed.
“You’re so wet for me.”Her soft moans turn into urgent gasps as her body responds to my every movement.I lose myself, flicking her clit with my tongue harder and faster.She arches her back, fingers tugging at the restraints as her need for release mounts.I devour her, exploring every inch of her with an unrelenting hunger.
She’s teetering on the edge, on the brink of ecstasy.Just when she’s about to break, I stop, relishing the desperation in her eyes.
“No topping from the bottom, kitten,” I remind her.
She nods, realizing her mistake earlier when she kissed me.Her need is evident, a plea in her gaze.“Please,” she whispers, her voice a mixture of desire and desperation.
With a wicked grin, I dive back in, tasting her delicious cunt and swiping my tongue over her clit in flicks of the tongue.
Harder faster.
She shatters as I push her over the edge, tugging hard on all four restraints in the throes of her release.
I unclasp the leg bar and quickly loosen the tie.A wave of raw authority surges through me.It’s a primal call, an undeniable need to possess and reclaim her.I hastily grab a condom from my bedside drawer, sliding it over my aching arousal.
Guiding myself back into her warmth, my gaze falls on her auburn hair fanned out across the pillow.I ease the tip of myself inside her, savoring the moan that slips from her lips, then plunge fully into her, eager to feel her inner walls embrace me entirely.Her gasp, her subtle surrender…
A guttural growl erupts from me.Our bodies just click.Every thrust says it loud and clear—I’m in charge, and she’s all in.She takes me like a good girl.It’s like we’re speaking the same language.No words needed.
Damn, she feels like Heaven.
Her nails digging into my skin, her legs wrapped around me, all a sign of her submission.It’s just skin against skin, her gasps, and those moans, a roadmap telling me exactly where she is.
Our bodies collide, and with each move, I’m driving her head closer to the headboard and us closer to that peak, asserting my control with every single, commanding thrust.“Your orgasm belongs to me,” I say, locking eyes with her.
She lets out another moan, and her tight pussy clamps down on my cock as she comes in a rush.Her eyes, her sounds, that grip on me, they send me over the edge.
With a deep, primal grunt, I let go, feeling every pulse.
14
Victoria
Holy shit, that just happened, and it was so much better than I thought it would be.He comes back, towel in hand, and starts to tenderly clean me up.
He presses soft, almost reverent kisses to my inner thighs as he does, and it’s like two worlds colliding—the Dominant Kingsley blending seamlessly with this caring, almost gentle Kingsley.I’m trying to wrap my head around how the same man can wield both power and tenderness so effortlessly.But it’s a mind fuck after being leveled with the most explosive orgasm I’ve ever experienced.
He vanishes again, and when he returns, he’s holding my satin shorts and camisole.He’s also dressed now, but only in low-slung gray sweats, leaving his upper body bare.My eyes travel over the ink decorating his arms, pecs, and up one side of his neck.Each tattoo tells a story I’m dying to know.And let’s not even get started on his abs.I knew the man was fit, but I didn’t know you could pack that many muscles into one torso.
Is that a ten-pack I’m staring at?Holy shit, it’s like I’m in the presence of a Greek god.
This manisa god.A specimen of raw, sheer muscle.He’s not just a weapon.He’smyweapon.
“Put these on before I fuck you again, Victoria,” he warns, and my eyes travel up to his as they burn into me.
I smile seductively but grab my clothes from him.I’m completely and utterly exhausted, and I sense he wants to talk about the little stunt I pulled as he sits on the edge of the bed.
