Page 71 of Pretty Threats

“I don’t care.”

I kiss the side of her neck and slide my hand down to cup between her legs. She presses her bare ass against my groin, and my lust grows exponentially. My index finger strokes her clit as the middle one presses into her pussy.

Raine arches her back and rises on tip toes. I could finger fuck her like this all night if my cock wouldn’t explode. My free hand slides up her slick skin to pinch her nipple. She writhes against me.

When I pull my hand out from between her legs, she turns her head to look at me with a heavy-lidded gaze. “More.”

“Yeah.” I turn her to face me and lean down. “Give me a kiss.”

She slides her arms around my neck and presses her body against mine, dampening my suit and scorching my brain.

When she opens her mouth for the kiss, my tongue slides in to stroke hers. Time slows, and we kiss for what feels like hours. That’s the thing about Raine. The laws of physics bend around her.

My fingers squeeze her ass cheek until she breaks the kiss with a small gasp. “Ouch,” she whispers against my lips.

“I’m gonna do worse,” I promise. “But you’re going to like it.” I release her flesh as she raises her brows. “Go get in bed. I’ve gotta get out of these wet clothes before I can get into you.”

She’s starting to pull away but then smirks at my joke and leans close again to give me another quick kiss.

I watch her go, memorizing every inch of her. I’ve never enjoyed having an eidetic memory more.

28

RAINE

I’m lying on my stomach with my head resting on my forearm when Killian climbs in bed. He lies on his side, facing me, and our gazes lock.

My left hand slides over his chest. “It’s nice not having to worry about getting caught,” I say softly.

“You never had to worry. They would’ve blamed me.”

“Sure. With good reason.” My tone is serious, but I let a hint of a smile show so he knows I’m teasing.

His heavy palm rests in the hollow of my back, his thumb stroking my skin and pushing against my muscles until they relax.

As my fingers trace the muscles of his abs, the back of my hand bumps against his cock. My index finger slides along his length. He’s as hard as stone. My hand closes around him and pumps up and down a few times.

After a moment, he pulls my hand away and then rolls closer to me, putting his hand between my legs from above. His palm presses against my ass as his fingers slide into my pussy. I spread my thighs and angle my hips so my clit rubs against the bed.

Just as the excitement begins to build, he pulls his hand away.

“Hey,” I whisper, reaching for his arm to put it back.

He swats my ass and sits up. “Stack up the pillows and lie face down with them under your hips.”

I arrange things and lie with my chest and the side of my face on the mattress. It’s more comfortable than being on my hands and knees, so I approve.

Killian takes a black pump bottle from his nightstand. At first, I think it’s lotion because we’ve used that on him during hand sex. But this is a clear gel that turns his cock shiny and slick.

“You know what I’m going to do to you, right?”

It takes a moment for things to click into place. A long time ago, he’d talked about back door sex and how he’d have to use lube. He’s put a finger inside my ass. It added to the excitement. But his whole cock…?

My toes curl against the sheets. “We can try it.”

I can tell by the look in his eyes he plans to do more than try. My heart thumps harder. Killian pushes my knees apart and then moves so he’s kneeling between them. The blanket ends up bunched up over my ankle.

“Pull the covers up. It’s cold.”

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