Page 49 of Pretty Lethal
When he pulls back, his mouth and chin glisten with my juices, and looking like the cat that got the cream, he gets to his feet and smirks down at me as he steps between my legs.
“Want to try again, Blackbird.”
He slowly undoes his belt buckle, before popping the button on his pants. However, I’m barely paying any attention to his movements as I fall headfirst into the bottomless depths of his gaze.
“I love you,” I murmur. Conviction rings with every word, making his eyes sparkle.
“Better.” He leans in to kiss along the column of my neck. “Again.”
“I love you. I love you. I love you.”
His long length pushes into my tight channel, and he moans in satisfaction. “I will never get used to hearing you say that.”
“I love you,” I repeat my chant with every thrust, even when my head falls back and my eyes drift closed. Sweat lines my skin, and I feel as though I’m about to combust into a ball of flames.
When he pulls out, I whimper. My body is limp and pliable as he flips me over, and I press my hands against the marble vanity on either side of the sink as he thrusts back inside my pussy.
“Look at me,” he growls, and I lift my head to stare at him through the overhead mirror. “I want you to know exactly who is making you feel this good.”
“You are,” I pant breathlessly.
“Say my name, Blackbird,” he rumbles in a possessive tone that has me involuntarily clenching around him. I’ve caught glimpses of this darker, alpha side to him, but I am so here for this dominant role in the bedroom.
When I don’t immediately respond—too busy staring dumbstruck at him in the mirror—he stills inside me.
“Kai,” I plead.
“That’s it, baby girl,” he croons, recommencing his deep, punishing rhythm. “I’m the one making this tight little cunt of yours weep.”
I moan again at the thrill of his dirty words.
“God, you look so beautiful taking my cock, Blackbird.”
“Yes,” I moan deliriously.
“I want to see your juices dripping over my balls. Feel the tight squeeze of your pussy around my cock for the rest of the night.”
Oh, fuck.I’m right on the edge. With one more thrust that hits my G-spot and feels as though it punctures through to my lungs, tingles race along my skin, and I cry out his name.
Kai follows me into oblivion, bundling me in his arms as we sag against the sink and catch our breaths.
“Fuck, that was hot,” he pants, and I laugh breathlessly.
Turning in his arms, I plant a quick kiss on his lips. “I’m done with this party. Let’s go home and do that all over again.”
A fresh round of lust sparks to life in his eyes, but they’re softened with affection as he strokes a hand along my hair. “I don’t know how I got so lucky to have you.”
“Ditto.”
He ducks his head, chasing my lips for another, deeper kiss. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
Chapter15
EMILIA
“Iam declaring today date day,” I announce at breakfast the next morning. I’m still riding my high from my date with Kai and spending the rest of the evening, and all last night, using our bodies to sayI love you. Even if the rest of the night proved to be unfruitful.
