Page 106 of Scandalous Kingpin

“Until death do us part,” I echoed as we were caught in each other’s gazes.

His hot length brushed against my core and my breath cut off. His palm coasted from my elbow up my arm. It traveled over my shoulder, slid up my neck, and continued until his fingers wove into my hair. His head rested on the back of the couch as he stared up at me hungrily.

His other hand was on my waist, guiding me to move. I rubbed my hips against him, the head of his cock right at my entrance, and lowered myself onto him, feeling him deep inside me.

It elicited a sigh from us both. The feeling of him inside me was so intense, my body trembled with pleasure. His lips parted so he could drag in ragged breaths as I started to move, and his head tipped further back, his eyes drifting closed.

He lifted his head, opened his eyes, and simply stared at me. Seated all the way, his hand on my waist, he urged me to rock on him. The first stroke wrung a whimper from my lips.

“How does it feel?” he asked.

“So… good.”

We found our rhythm, his sensual hands resuming their work. They caressed my breasts, notching over my hardened nipples. They smoothed along my thighs. Slid up my back, tracing my spine.

But it was his heavy-lidded gaze that held all my attention as I rode him, my body threatening to unravel. I had my handson his chest for leverage, but I lifted them and laced my fingers together behind his neck, pulling him to me.

When our mouths locked together, time suspended. Nothing existed outside of this room. Nothing lived beyond the two of us, our bodies connected as one.

I moved slowly, rocking my hips in a circular motion, grinding my clit against him, trembling with the intensity. Sweat dampened our temples and moans drifted from our lips, and he reached forward to tease my breasts with his mouth and teeth. His free hand on my ass pushed and pulled, lifting me to keep up the urgent tempo.

I circled my hands behind me onto his knees and rode him. His gaze caught fire, trailing from my parted lips to my bouncing breasts to where he slid in and out of me. I was so wet it was dripping down my thighs.

His eyes locked there and one of his hands slipped between us to trace my landing strip until he found my clit. He rubbed it in a circular motion, his mouth licking and sucking my nipples. I moaned, every touch feeding the hot buzz in my core, pleasure nearly overwhelming me.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he groaned against my ear, his heartbeat racing against mine.

His hands were everywhere—down my spine, grabbing fistfuls of my hair to angle my head the way he wanted it so he could keep me harder and deeper.

And then he took over completely.

I threw my head back. His deep thrusts shook my body all the way down to my foundation. He grunted and strained as he chased his breath, but he didn’t stop driving.

“Oh… God… please… ahhhh.”

He swallowed my gasp in his mouth as I climaxed with the force of a category five hurricane. I came so hard spots scattered behind my eyes.

He clamped his strong arms around my body and buried his face in my chest while a series of pleasure-soaked moans fell from his lips. And, with a punishing last thrust and a shudder, he finished inside me, softly nipping my neck in a rough sort of appreciation.

His mouth brushed against me as he whispered, “I love you so fucking much,” and warmth filled me like sunlight.

I curled my fingers in his hair as our heavy breaths filled the silence, our naked flesh pressed against together. I was high on a languid post-coital bliss when I rested my face in the crook of his neck.

Christian softened his hold on me, just enough to peer into my eyes. “This is just the beginning of the rest of our lives.”

I dropped a kiss on his lips. “Forever.”

Chapter Forty-Seven

PRIEST

Five Months Later

Ireland

Dr. Freud watched me, her expert eyes giving nothing away.

Life wasgood, and it was thrilling and terrifying at the same time. I’d continued my therapy sessions, sometimes on my own, other times with Ivy, and then there were the ones with the entire family.