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Killian stepped closer, flicking the button of his jeans, which made them rest low on his hips. I could see the band of his black boxers, and the delicious muscles contracting as he walked.
I retreated a step until the backs of my legs hit the bed. My eyes went to that strange tattoo over his heart. I’d never been close enough to him on lake days, or anytime I saw him without his shirt to make out what this tattoo was. I tried to rack my brain for the last time I saw him shirtless, and whether or not he had it.
“I told you already…there wasn’t anyone but you, Daisy. I meant it. I fucked you, thought maybe that would have cleared things up for you, but I guess not.”
He was furious. I nearly winced at the way his voice shuddered and the hurt that leaked into his tone.
My gaze dipped again, my fingers aching to trace the figure on this chest.
Killian’s eyes dipped to his chest. “What?”
“Is that a…flower?” I pointed at the tattoo.
It looked like…I didn’t want to assume but it looked like a daisy.
Killian’s face flushed, and I could see him hesitate. His heel retracted the smallest bit and his brows cinched in tight, as if he were reconsidering whatever he was about to do.
Panicked, I reached out and grabbed his wrist, eager to have him look at me again.
As soon as those green eyes landed on me, it was like something had fractured between us. I was desperate for him in a way that I hadn’t ever been. It was as though I was seeing behind the ink and muscle, the bones and blood that made him up, down to the piece of his soul that was surprisingly good and whole.
Not wanting to talk myself out of it, I lifted on my toes and pressed my lips to his.
I chose to believe him, and more so…trust him.
He responded immediately, bringing his hand to the front of my neck and loosely gripping me while his mouth moved savagely over mine.
My arms were up, wrapping around his neck, my fingers burrowing into his hair and his free hand moved down to my jeans, pulling the button free. Then his mouth was gone, his chest heaving as he gripped the edge of my sweater and pulled it up over my head. My bra was unclasped and tossed to the ground as his mouth returned to my neck, where he’d been holding me.
Sloppy, desperate kisses landed against my throat, and moved down my body until his eyes were tipped up, watching me as his tongue slowly traced my nipple. I moaned, pushing my fingers through his dark hair as he continued to watch me through his half-lidded gaze. He sucked my nipple, lapping at it slowly as though it was a meal he’d been desperate for. Then with a growl, his hands came to my ribs, and he picked me up and tossed me onto his bed.
“Fuck. The way I’ve needed you—” He broke off in a rasp before bringing his strong fingers to my jeans and pulling them down my legs. They were tossed behind him, then he was staring down at the lace covering my bare mound.
Our eyes met, and his mouth slowly came down on mine again as he pulled the fabric at my hips until it was ripping. I was insatiable for him, and the way he’d said he needed me kindled a fire inside, forcing it to burst. I moved, getting to my knees and cradling his jaw as we began kissing again.
His hands roamed over my skin, moving down to my ass where he cupped my cheeks, pulling me impossibly closer to him. I wanted him out of his clothes, like he’d done to me, so I pushed his jeans down, and then he fell back onto the bed and I moved down his long, lean body.
“Fuck, Daisy.” He breathed, watching as I pulled on the band of his boxers and pulled his erection free. He was long, thick and gloriously veined.
I smiled, while gripping the base of him, then very slowly pulled the tip of his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue over the metal piercing.
He moaned above me, his hand was digging into my hair, pulling as I took more of him into my mouth. His hips began to thrust, which forced more of his throbbing length down my throat.
I heard him hiss as he pushed my head down, fucking my mouth in steady thrusts.
“Look at how you choke on my cock, Daisy.”
I ached for him to fuck me, for him to touch me. As if he could read my mind, he suddenly pulled my mouth free and with a feral gleam in his eye, he sat up and pulled my arm.
“Get your ass over here. I want to taste this pussy while you take me.”
On my knees, I moved so that my hips were near his face, and then his hands were on them, pulling me over him so that I was facing the door. My knees went on either side of his face, my toes going to the headboard behind him. His fingers slid through my pussy, spreading me wide for his tongue to sweep in and taste all of me.
So good.
I moaned, placing my hands on his stomach while he expertly devoured me. Hooking his arms over the backs of my thighs, he pulled me, delving deeper with his tongue. I ground down, rotating my hips to fuck his face. Finally, I leaned forward to pull his cock back into my mouth. I sucked and lapped at the tip while he gripped my ass.
Rocking my hips against his face, I bobbed my head, taking his length as deep as I possibly could. The depth made me choke, which he seemed to love. His groans reverberated through my clit, making my climax coil inside me like a lit fuse. The more I took of him, letting the tip of his swollen cock hit the back of my throat, the more he groaned into my sex.
