Page 93 of Fraud
“Like this?” I asked.
She shook her head, her face growing red with heat.
I grinned.
Moving lower, I trailed kisses down her stomach and along her belly button until I reached the edge of her dress. Pulling it lower, I looked up, my fingers on the hem of her panties.
“Down here?”
Her teeth bit into her bottom lip. “Yes.”
My cock hardened. “Do you want me to lick you, Kate?” I asked, feeling like I might explode either way.
She simply nodded.
“Say it,” I demanded.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Say what you want, Kate. I need to be sure.”
Her gaze sharpened, like it did whenever she gained an ounce or two of courage.
“Lick me, Killian,” she said.
“That’s my girl.”
Moving quickly, I slipped her dress and panties off in one rapid movement. I gave her a second to adjust to her nakedness, but she clearly didn’t need it.
I’d expected her to cover up.
To call a time-out.
But she gazed up at me, her eyes begging for more.
So, I gave it in spades.
Just as I’d expected, she was a fucking feast for the eyes. Those long, lean legs from years of dedicated running gave way to nothing but flawless curves and silky smooth skin.
“Beautiful,” I murmured.
Starting at the innermost part of her ankle, I scattered a trail of kisses, working my way up to her knee and down the inside of her thigh. She quivered as my nose brushed her rosy bud.
“Just wait,” I said, smiling as I breathed her in. “I haven’t even started yet.”
I felt the bed shift as her fingers dug into the sheets seconds before my mouth descended.
“Oh my God!” she cried out, arching her body.
I reached up, pushing her hips into the mattress, as my tongue moved faster.
Harder.
She tasted like fucking honey, and soon, I was nearly intoxicated by her. I wanted to drown in her, suck up every drop of her, until two became one.
“I…Killian, I think—” she began mumbling, her body tightening around me.
As much as I wanted her first orgasm to be around my rock-hard dick, I knew this would only make it better.
