Page 112 of Tempting the President
It was all the answer he was giving me, the only warning he granted me before he was lifting himself up, pushing a pillow under my body and then spreading my legs open.
The new position had me gasping. I was more exposed and vulnerable than before, but rather than frightening me, I was even more aroused, my body stirring into life.
“Aria.”
I looked up, my fingers tightening on his shoulders, a part of me instinctively recognizing the need to brace myself.
Kellion’s face was hard and tense. “When I take you...”
I swallowed at the sound of his voice. It was tight and controlled, and I knew he was exerting the same restraint on the rest of his body.
“I want you to say my name again.”
Before I could answer, he was already inside me, his cock pushing in deep, breaking past the barrier of my virginity. The pain wasn’t minimal, hurting more than I expected it to. I couldn’t help crying out, couldn’t help the lone tear from slipping down my cheek as I clung to him more tightly.
“Sorry, terataki, I’m sorry, sorry.” Kellion was whispering hoarse words of apology over me even as he rained kisses over my face, doing his best to soothe me.
I shook my head. “I...want...this.” Even though the pain still hadn’t gone away, I meant every word, even looked into his eyes just to be sure he knew I wasn’t lying.
He groaned. “God, baby, now’s not the time to be so fucking sweet.”
I slapped his shoulder weakly. “Now’s...not...the...time...to...get...mad.” His cock inside my pussy was driving me crazy, filling me in a way that I feltdominated by it.His sleeping beast awakened by sex, I thought dazedly, and my body shook with silent mirth.
Kellion felt my body shake, causing him to start and pull out. “Baby?” His cock slid back in as he spoke, and both of us groaned at the inadvertent first thrust he had made.
I couldn’t help staring up at him in shock. It had beenexquisite,that thrust – how could just one movement be so exquisite?
Kellion sucked his breath in when his gaze met mine. “Terataki.” He sounded in pain, but his body was moving again, and this time, there was even lesser pain and more of the exquisite sensation.
When I didn’t stop him from moving, Kellion growled. “Thank fuck.” His mouth crashed over mine as he began fucking me. Just like with his tongue, he started out gentle, his thrusts slow and long. But soon, it wasn’t enough, and I looked at him, begging silently, knowing he had more—-
“You want it harder, baby?” Kellion asked unevenly.
“Yes.” The word was barely out before Kellion was pulling out almost completely and then slamming down on me hard.
Stars exploded behind my eyelids, turning into fireworks as Kellion pounded into me. Over and over, harder and harder until the bed was banging against the wall with each thrust. I could only cling to him as he fucked me, and when he threw my legs over his shoulders, that was when I screamed.
“KELLION.”
Over me, Kellion shuddered, his eyes becoming almost feral at the sound of me screaming his name.
His thrusts turned fierce and frenzied then, as if he wanted to take me so hard that his name would be the only thing I could utter. And it was. The way he fucked me, it was all I could moan, gasp, and scream as his cock tore into my pussy in the most beautiful way possible.
And before I knew it, we were both there, our bodies straining against each other as we came, Kellion roaring my name while my heart sang his.
I wrapped my arms around him as I shook with the strength of my release, my body unable to stop singing his name.
God, this biker.
He just made me so much more in love with him.
I hugged him tighter as he pulled out and came on my belly.
When he lifted his head, he smiled down at me.
It was a bad smile.
“Baby...” Oh, that tone. Thatapologetictone.
