Page 45 of Until We Burn
I run my hands beneath his hoodie. The hard ridges of muscle shiver under my touch. Kai curses against my lips. He rips off his hoodie. It slumps carelessly to the floor in a heap of baggy, maroon cotton. Powerful muscles cord his arms, define his chest, and his waist tapers down to his black sweats that strain against his hard cock.
“Viens ici,”Kai whispers. “Come here.”
He cups my face and kisses me again. His hand draws out of my hair and curls around my neck while the other slides down my body to linger by the button and zipper on my jeans. I pop open the button, making him unzip the rest.
Flutters jolt across my skin as Kai tucks his hand beneath the thin lace underwear. I buck for him, my wet pussy aching for just a hint of contact.
I need more than your lips. I need your hands, your cock.
I don’t realize I’ve said the words out loud until Kai chuckles breathlessly against the kiss.
“Who knew the heiress of the HMG sounds so sexy when she begs?”
His fingers brush over my slick, wet folds before sinking in. Stars break across my vision. I toss my head back, my moan disrupting the kiss entirely. Kai smirks against my lips.
“I want you to tell me every thought you had about me,” he whispers.
I can’t. I’ve already revealed too much.
“No?” His fingers ease in and out. My head spins at the lewd sounds coalescing with our heavy breaths. “I guess I’ll have to be more persuasive, huh?”
Kai’s fingers push in deeper, moving faster. My back arches. A cry rips out from my throat. My legs tremble from the pleasure rising and knotting inside me.
Kai is everywhere and everything all at once. The fleeting gasps of air I take in are clouded with his dark, earthy cologne and the faint sweat on his skin. My hands wind around Kai’s hips as his erection softly rubs against my stomach, corrupting my head with sinful possibilities of everything it could do to me.
“I-I…ah—”I gasp. My hand curls lazily around his wrist, urging him to keep going. “I w-wanted…I wanted you to fuck me.”
My words fade into a breathless sigh as Kai crooks my chin up with his thumb and kisses the line of my neck. My eyes roll to the back of my head. Pleasure reverberates between my legs and radiates up to my chest, where my nipples peak, hard and needy for him.
“Goddamn.” His laugh is warm and airy on my skin. “I’ve been calling you a princess when I should’ve been calling you a whore.”
The word breaks something in me, coaxing a dark and depraved alter ego to slither out. My head tips back. I can see us in the mirror hanging on the wall across from us. My messy, wavy hair clings to the faint sheen of sweat on my skin. Moans draw out from my lips as Kai kisses and sucks hickeys into my skin with his hand around my neck.
Arousal sparks inside of me.
I smile and whisper into his ear, “Then make me your whore.”
Kai’s jaw tenses. His dark green eyes blacken. My breath trembles when he brushes his thumb across my bottom lip.
His voice drawls out, wicked as temptation itself. “Take off your fucking jeans.”
The jeans and my underwear barely unhook from my grasp before Kai drops to his knees and hooks my leg over his shoulder. His eyes stay on mine as he sucks my clit into his mouth. My head drops back, my fingers raking into his hair.
I lose myself under the hot pressure of Kai’s mouth on my pussy. His fingers dig into my thighs before his tongue swirls and sinks into me.
I cry out,“Kai!”
My mind goes hazy. All the nerves in my pussy tingle, shivers racing up my body, lighting my skin on fire. My grip on his hair quivers. My hips roll desperately, demanding more friction, as his tongue fucks me as deep as it can go. Pleasure swells inside of me, scattering all over my body.
“That’s it,” Kai moans against my pussy. “Be a good whore and ride my face. I want you to fucking come all over me.”
I’ve read about this in romance novels, but the real thing…
“Oh my god.”
The real thing is beyond everything I’ve imagined.
Kai’s tongue grows frenetic, his mouth relentless.
