“Princess, if you don’t stop moving, we are going to have a really big problem.”
She chuckles before pressing her ass directly into my cock, pressing hard against me.
“Fuck.”
My nose falls to her neck, inhaling.
“Kai, you said if I want something to say it,” her voice is laced with desire.
“What do you want, baby?” I whisper against her neck, my tongue sneaking out for a taste.
She gasps, arching to give me more room.
“You. I want you inside me.” Her voice is straight, husky.
“Cleo, do you know what you’re asking?”
She rolls her hips back against me again. “Yes,” she groans. “Please.”
My self-control shatters. Within seconds, I have her flat on her back as I settle between her legs. Then my lips are on hers.
She meets my tongue stroke for stroke, her hips gyrating up against my dick.
When I reach under her borrowed shirt to feather my fingers up to her center, my brain short circuits.
She’s bare. She’s not wearing anything under my T-shirt.
“Cleo,” I pant, kissing down her neck. “Did you walk out of that bathroom without panties with plans to seduce me?”
She moans when I bite her nipple through the shirt.
“Yes,” she admits.
“Fuck. I’m going to take real good care of you, Princess.”
Then I pull her up, the shirt disappearing within a moment. My boxers are tossed aside next, leaving me and Cleo naked, our hands exploring each other’s bodies. Hers trail over my chest and shoulders, while mine caresses her breasts.
“I want to take my time with you, but I’m finding it hard to go slow.”
“I don’t want slow. I want you. However you want me.”
I growl then, kissing down her body.
I nip at each nipple, making a mental note to pay more attention to them for round two. Then I’m at her center, not hesitating to dip my tongue in.
I remember the way she tastes, but even a memory isn’t as good as the real thing. I lap her up as if she’s the last drink in the entire world and I’m one thirsty man.
When I know she is getting closer, I slip my finger inside, pumping it a few times before I press a second finger in. She gasps at the way my fingers stretch her as I spread them to try to prepare her.
I can tell there's a slight discomfort at first, but then she's back to grinding against me, so I add a third, slowly.
“Fuck,” she curses, making me smile.
“Are you okay?” I ask her before dropping back to suck her clit into my mouth.
Her breathing hitches. “Yes.”
So I continue, pumping my three fingers in and out of her, spreading them inside her until she is screaming my name, her legs wrapped around my head.
