“Punished, Effie. They get punished.”
61
KIERAN
“Faster,” I complain when Effie fumbles with her keys.
Every muscle in my body is pulled tight with need.
How I made it all the way back here without pulling over and fucking her on the hood of her car, I don’t know.
Reaching for my crotch, I tug at the fabric before squeezing my dick.
“Okay, okay,” Effie says a beat before the door swings wide open.
The moment I’m over the threshold, I kick the door closed and drop our bags to the floor.
For three seconds, the only sound that can be heard is our heavy breathing.
But then, Effie turns to me, and everything changes.
“Kieran,” she gasps as I lift her from her feet, wrap her legs around my waist, and press her back against the wall.
My lips find hers and I plunge my tongue past her lips, my hands roaming over her body.
I need every inch of her right now.
Our kiss is wild, dirty, and desperate, and I’m here for every second of it.
“Oh my god,” she moans as I drag my lips across her jaw and down her throat. “Yes, yes.”
“Need you,” I groan.
It’s been far too long since I’ve had her taste on my tongue, since I’ve pushed inside her hot body.
“Please,” she whimpers as I curl my fingers around the hem of her tank and peel it up her body.
It falls to the floor, and I immediately reach for her sports bra.
I need her naked more than I need my next breath.
“Beautiful. So fucking beautiful.”
I find her lips again as I battle with the tight fabric.
“The fuck is this about?” I bark when I fail at ridding it from her body.
She giggles, and the sound of it makes my dick jerk.
Why haven’t we been doing this for years?
“Let me,” she says before crossing her arms over her front and peeling the fabric from her body with ease.
“Bett—fuck,” she cries when I lift her higher and suck one of her nipples into my mouth.
“Perfect,” I mumble around her.
“Oh god,” she cries as her head falls back against the wall.