He placed one foot on the coffee table, moved it out of the way, and counted spaces again. He ended up on top, one knee bent, one foot flat on the floor, and he moved the way he wanted. This position was new, too, and I liked it. He watched me, that gaze flaming, and I just felt. He was tight, hot, and determined. He moved so fast that I lost my breath. My balls tightened, and when I came, I roared. He rocked against me, taking it all, and when I was spent, he eased off, his cock still waving proudly.
“Killy?” I whispered.
“Have you ever bottomed?” he asked.
“No, but I’d like to.” I had toys, and I enjoyed those better than Rina’s.
“Really?” he raised his eyebrows, and I nodded. he knelt between my legs, lubed his fingers, and pulled my leg around his waist. It changed the angle, and I lifted the other leg to the sofa to give him better access. I didn’t wait for him to push the second finger in. I urged him closer, and he took the hint, easing his cock into my ass. He fell forward and moved slower than I wanted until he kissed me, and I forgot. Too many sensations to concentrate on at once, and he purred with soft laughter.
“Shh.”
I glared back, and he arched a brow, stilling.
“Killy!” I hissed.
“Hmm?”
“Move!”
“As you command.” He drew away until he was almost completely out and then slammed into me. Words flew from my lips then, and I had no idea what I was saying as he pounded into me. He held one hand above my head and set a steady rhythm. He roared with his release and closed his eyes, panting. He started rocking his hips again and let my hand go. I grabbed his ass then, begging him for something. Didn’t know what until he found it. My balls tightened, and I roared for the second time,my cum painting his chest. He hadn’t touched my cock once after riding me. I hadn’t known it was possible to cum without hands.
He fell forward, finding his rhythm again, and sweat beaded on his forehead as he moved. The song changed three times, and he was still pounding. His cock swelled, and I rocked my hips. He glared down at me and exploded, trembling with this release as he held his breath.
“FUCK!” he finally yelled.
Killy eased away carefully and raised his eyebrows. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fabulous,” I laughed. “How are you?”
He smiled then and sighed. “Wasn’t expecting that.”
“To cum? I thought that was the goal.”
“No,” he laughed, panting. “I don’t think I’ve ever cum that hard.”
“We need a shower,” I murmured.
“We do, yeah,” he sighed again, and I counted spaces to his shower room that time. “Are you staying?” he asked as we washed.
“If you want me to? I have to check on a job site in the morning and see the architect about some plans. Wouldn’t mind having breakfast with you and Jules.”
He nodded. “I’d like that, too.”
Chapter eighteen
Killian
Erebus was the only person I’d had sex with before Zander, and I’d never bottomed before. It was different, and I didn’t mind it, but it didn’t get me off. He’d gone to sleep, his chest pressed into my back, and having him in my bed felt right. Hadn’t expected to like that part. He was fun and didn’t mind that I wanted to be silly. He fell right into that and let me be myself. I fell asleep with his arm around my waist and his nose tucked into my neck. I could get used to this.
The toilet flushed in the bathroom sometime later, and Jules patted my face. I lifted the covers, he climbed in, and we went back to sleep. We didn’t wake up until Zee’s alarm on his phone went off at six.
Jules was the only one ready for conversation at breakfast. He wanted a plan for the day, and we talked about watching the crew finish the pavilion. Jules liked that idea. Zee kissed me before he left, and Sophie walked into the kitchen. She hadseveral things to discuss, and the first thing she did was call Zee. I laughed softly and shook my head as he answered.
“Zander, hello, it’s Sophie. Why is Killy laughing at me?” she asked.
“Because I’m standing on the porch. What’s up?” he asked but didn’t come back inside.
“Oh. Well, could you be here this afternoon around four? Briar Donadieu will be here then, and we could work something out with the homes?”