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My words are a whimper. “Please kiss me.”
“Try again.” He wraps his arms around my thighs, locking me in place. He teases me with his tongue again.
“Please devour me.”
“Anything for you.” He pulls me to the edge of the bed, right into his face, where his mouth finally meets me, and I cry out as his tongue pierces me.
I swear I’m going to be nothing but a pile of ashes after this as he draws his tongue up and down, eating me,devouringme even better than the first time. As if I’m his last meal on death row—and maybe that’s poor humor given the circumstances, but I can’t explain it any other way.
I’m already going to come.
My fingers grip the blanket beneath me as he takes me apart with his tongue and sooner than I want, faster than I can build up to the edge and topple over, the cry of pleasure that comes from me is visceral as I break apart on his tongue. Even then, he doesn’t stop, still going, more rapidly, his tongue a tool to destroy me, surely, as another wave crashes over my body and keeps rolling until my legs tremble. Until I’m spent. Until I’m sent into delirium.
Kay moves up between my legs, pushing me back up the bed as he kisses me, forcing me to taste my own pleasure on his tongue as he grinds against me. Rising to his knees, he pulls his shirt over his head, and all I can do is admire the god between my legs as he undoes his belt, exposing what I crave the most.
I start to pull at my dress, but he grabs my hands, pinning them above my head.
“Leave it on. I’ve decided you’re too stunning in it to take it off.”
Kay flips me over onto my stomach. He presses down on top of me, lips to my ear.
“I want you to feeleverything.” He positions himself over my legs, pinning them underneath him, and I feel him move himself between my legs, sliding in with ease. I moan. “Fuck, the sounds you make are gorgeous.” Kay eases out of me and slides back in until he gathers himself into a pace that sends me into oblivion.
I bury my face in the covers, my senses overloaded by the sheer weight of him on top of me, of him filling me with every inch. He wraps his arms around me and holds me against him as he pounds into me. Before I can register what’s happening, he flips us over, keeping me pinned to his front as he grinds against me. His hand finds my throat, where he tightens his grip only gently, and then nips at my ear. “Ride me, gorgeous.”
I’m too delirious in my Kay-induced stupor to even argue as I begin to move my hips against his front, his length filling me so completely as he matches my movement.
“That’s right, baby.”
His other hand finds my clit, where he strokes lazy circles, matching the cadence of our conjoined bodies. I lean my head back against his shoulder, enjoying every delicious second of what he’s offering me as his goodbye.
He pulls me off him, turning me around and taking my face in his hands, kissing me so deeply I could cry. “I want to see your face when I come.”
I ease down on top of him, finding a stride that makes us both spiral into bliss as we come undone together, the evening spent in farewell, making every moment all the sweeter.
Chapter Twenty-Four: Kay
Sun filters in through the balcony doors, a soft, warm breeze gently playing through the strands of Talia’s hair as she lays sprawled on her belly. The only thing covering her body is the sheet, hiding her beautiful ass from me, but she’s such an angelic sight, sleeping off the night we spent together, that I don’t dare disturb her.
Instead, I trail lazy circles with my finger across her back, enjoying the view and the feel of her skin as much as I can before I no longer get the privilege. That time is approaching far too quickly. Hours from now, I’ll be locked away, kept from Talia, serving the time I know I deserve.
But the ache of knowing it pulls me away from Talia, especially after last night, makes me debate the ramifications of running away with her.
I doubt she would want that. And that only makes me think about how she continues to make me want to be a better man every day.
Talia stirs, a sleepy groan coming from her lips as she pops one eye open. “Good morning,” she mumbles into the pillow.
I tuck the loose strands of hair floating in her face behind her ear. “Good morning, gorgeous.”
She smiles, and it nearly shatters my heart knowing I won’t be seeing that every morning for the next two years.
“What’s for breakfast?” she asks, sitting up, her bare chest a divine sight in the morning sunlight. At some point in the events of last night, maybe between rounds two and three, the dress was removed in a fit of irritation at the barrier between us, laying somewhere on the floor. She does look much better this way, though.
“You, if you’d like.” I run my knuckles down her arm, across her peaked nipple. She leans into my touch. “Is that what you want?” I stroke her nipple gently with my thumb. Her lips part, a heavy sigh of pleasure escaping them.
“Actually,” she says, climbing on top of me, our naked bodies joining, already making me hard. “I think I’d likeyoufor breakfast.”
Talia begins to crawl down my body, her ass raising in the air in a way that makes me prefer I was behind her than below her, but I can’t complain about this sight either. Especially as she takes me into her mouth.
