Page 170 of Illicit Games

“Look at me when you come,” he commands.

I open my eyes, locking them with his, just as his thumbnail grazes over my clit and he thrusts powerfully, sending me over the edge.

The fast orgasm takes me by surprise.

“Kian!”

I’m riding the ecstasy wheel when rough hands wrench my shorts and panties off until I’m naked and writhing on the couch. I look down, my pulse skipping a beat as Kian kneels between my thighs and kisses the white and round scar. Shifting up my body, he does the same to my second scar before caging me underneath him.

I wrap my legs around his waist as he lowers himself. The touch of skin against skin reveals he’s naked too. His heavy cock rests against my pussy, making both of us hiss in pleasure.

Dipping his mouth, he trails kisses along my neck, collarbones, and lower to the swell of my breasts. My back arches off the cushion at the heat of his mouth closing around my nipple and sucking it deep.

The weight of him, his masculine scent, his hard muscles flush against my soft curves while he devours my breasts fills the hollowness inside me with his warmth.

I’m no longer stuck in an abyss.

He pulled me out and I’m staying with him forever.

The wet popping sound as he releases my red nipple has my eyelids snapping open. Leaning up with his elbows on either side of my head, he pants over my lips, and huskily says, “Put the tip of my cock inside you, baby.”

Dying to have him inside me, I reach for his shaft and fist it. The hard yet silky flesh is drenched in my juices, readyto plunge inside me. Lining it up with my opening, I push him inside me until my walls are stretched around the crown.

Grabbing my throat so I can’t look away, he feeds me his cock torturously slow. I feel every ridge, every vein gliding inside my pussy, eliciting sparks behind my eyes. My fingers dig into his biceps as the unbearable fullness steals my entire focus.

“Oh, Kian!”

“Did you miss my cock?”

“Yes.” He buries himself to the hilt. “So much.”

Backing out at the same teasing and slow pace, he pauses for half a heartbeat and thrusts hard, jolting me up the couch. Yanking me down, he slams inside a second time.

Ruthless.

Deep.

Savage.

Swallowing my delightful whimpers with his mouth, his cock pistons in and out of me punishingly, filling the silent room with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.

My nipples chafe against his chest, while our harsh breaths mingle.

“Fuck. You squeeze me so good,” pants Kian, licking the outline of my lips. “I could never live without this. Without you.”

“I’m not going anywhere.”

“I won’t let you,” he growls, teeth nipping at my jaw.

Raising my hips, I meet him thrust for thrust.

Pushing my arms over my head, he laces his fingers through mine and pins them against the arm of the couch. Our foreheads touch as we gaze into each other’s eyes, filled with nothing but love and obsession.

“Come with me, Rainbow,” he rasps, fucking me hard and brutal.

The ache in my groin heightens to a painful and demanding degree. I clench around his girth, turning his eyes into slits.

“Come around my cock.”