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“Yeah, baby girl,” I groan pulling out only to plunge back in, giving her just what she needs.
Her body arches to take even more of me in. Yesterday was beautiful, but today, my balls are on fire.
I’m trying to keep my thrusts deep but not hard. I don’t want to hurt her.
But Chloe is arching to meet my hips as she grabs my ass, encouraging me to go faster, harder.
“Be honest,” I grit out, “my cock is really your favorite thing about me.”
She lets out a small breathless laugh, even as she moans again, the head of my cock pushing right where she needs it.
I ratchet up the pace, wanting to give her everything I’ve got.
She starts making these keening cries of pleasure, her legs so tight around me, I just might break.
Fine by me. I’d break for her any day.
Her pussy gets tighter and tighter with every thrust until she finally comes undone, her scream of pleasure making me break too.
I start cumming as she grips my cock so tight, I think she might wring out every last drop of cum I’ve got.
Collapsing onto her chest, I gather her close. I’m not sure I have the words to tell her what that meant but I start to try and explain. “Chloe that was…”
“I know,” she whispers back, her arms tight around my neck. “Can you promise me something?” she asks, her hand stroking down my back.
“Yes.” I don’t even need to know what it is. I’d give her anything.
“When you’re done with me, just tell me the truth…okay?”
I look down at her, stroking my fingers over her cheek. “I only meant I was going to kiss every inch of you until I was done mapping your freckles. Which, I got distracted and never finished, so we’re going to have to try again.”
What I don’t add is how I’m not sure I’m ever going to be done with her.
But she’ll get sick of me, and if I’m honest, it’s likely to be sooner rather than later.
CHAPTERNINETEEN
Chloe
We finally makeit out of bed and into the shower. And then, I insist on making us breakfast at lunch time. Killian feeds me all the time, I want to return the favor.
When we’re done eating, I carry the dishes to the sink, even as Killian comes up behind me. “You going to paint this afternoon?”
“Yeah,” I answer, glancing back at him. “I’m going to ignore the world today, I think. Tomorrow, I’ll have to get more of my stuff at my place, and quit my job at the piano bar, since I start at Temptation on Tuesday.”
“You going to call and tell your boss?”
“It would be better to do in person.” One thing I am not, is a coward.
Killian rumbles behind me. “I don’t like it.”
“I’ll go before hours when it’s just staff,” I say. “Take a cab over, and I’ll pay the driver to wait so I can leave right away once I’m done.”
“I’ll come with you,” he says, giving my hips a light squeeze. “Tomorrow?”
I nod. “Does that work for you?”
“Yeah. It’s good.” He nuzzles my neck, his hands on my hips.