Page 84 of Fraud
“Your tongue!” I finally shouted.
“Yes?”
“I want it on me. In me,” I directed, feeling braver than I ever had.
“Good girl.” He grinned seconds before I watched his head disappear between my knees.
I expected release.
What I hadn’t expected was sweet rapture as my body exploded.
“Oh my God!” I screamed, grabbing a pillow to cover my screams.
Still buried between my legs, he intercepted, taking it with his free hand and throwing the pillow to the ground.
His eyes met mine for a second, his mouth slick with my wetness. “Don’t cover your cries. I want to hear them. All of them.”
And then he disappeared, and I felt his tongue on me, hot and teeming with need. My back arched as he brought me closer and closer to bliss.
“Say my name, Kate,” he demanded.
My core tightened, and my belly took a free fall.
“Say it!” he yelled.
I opened my mouth, ready to scream my release out, ready to cry his name—
“Killian!” I yelled, the loud beeping of my alarm tossing me out of my dream like a rag doll.
“Wait, what?” I said out loud, looking up at the popcorn ceiling of my apartment.
I was drenched in sweat, my covers tossed on the floor, and I felt…well, I felt horny.
Extremely horny.
My eyes darted over to my nightstand.
It had only been a few days since my online shopping experience with Amy when I was introduced to a whole new world.
Who knew a twenty-two-year-old college student had so much knowledge about vibrators?
Or that you could buy them on Amazon?
Thanks to super-fast shipping, my little battery-operated boyfriend had arrived within a day and had since been residing in the top drawer of my nightstand.
Right next to the stuffed bear my dad had given me when I was five.
Now, that seemed wrong.
Just as I made up my mind, gathered the courage, and began to reach out toward the devious device, my phone started to ring.
“Just my luck,” I grumbled, grabbing my phone before I fell back against the pillows.
I didn’t even bother to look at the caller ID. Who else called me at the butt crack of dawn besides my overworked best friend/literary agent?
“What do you want?” I answered, not even trying to hide my annoyance.
“Are you and Brian dating?” a familiar male voice asked.
