Page 166 of A Curse On Black Lake
He pulls them out with a pop and a hum. “Sweet.”
“Thank you?”
Killian chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says, grabbing my mouth.
I wrap my arms around his neck, panting into his kiss as he drops his hips to mine.
He moans in my mouth. We’re so close. It wouldn’t take much.
“Talk to me, baby. Tell me if it’s too much,” he says.
I reach for his hips.
He chuckles darkly. “Eager little thing, aren’t you?”
“Please,” I beg.
“Mmm, such a pretty sound.”
Our bodies graze, and my nails dig into his skin withanticipation.
He pauses and leans to the side. Pulling open a drawer, and rifles through the contents.
He grumbles and slams it closed. “I thought I was going to have to run to Cricket’s with the worst blue balls known to mankind.”
I snort. “It’s well past closing time.”
He gives me a playful look. “Baby, I would have broken in if I had to. I don’t know how long I’m going to last.”
“I don’t mind,” I whisper.
He rips the package open with his teeth.
“No, it’s not, I want to put you first in every physical and mental way. You’re first, always,” he says.
“Yes, sir,” I answer, and he groans.
“Don’t do that Eliana, it’s been a long time and…”
“Then hurry up because I feel like I’m going to die,” I whine.
“Not funny,” he grunts and kisses me again
Our hips rest together, and he nods. “When you’re ready,” he says, brushing his nose against mine.
Ibracket my kneeson either side of his hips, and I reach down, lining us up.
“Bind us together,” I whisper.
He gently pushes in, and we groan simultaneously.
“Such a good girl.” Killian’s jaw slackens and his eyebrows crinkle in concentration as he looks at me, watching carefully for any sign of discomfort as he fits himself within me.
“You’re doing so good for me,” he rasps.
I feel a slight pinch, but nothing painful. I’m right on that edge, and I want him to throw me over so we can plunge into the carnal desire we have built between each other.
He pushes in more and I feel a small pressure, then it’s gone, courtesy of riding horses.
