Page 141 of Wicked Knight (Knight's Ridge Empire 1)

“I’m sorry she—”

“Nah, fuck that, Seb. That stupid bitch’s actions have nothing to do with you.”

“Really? Because I think it has everything to do with me.”

I close the space between us, my heart rate beginning to increase.

“Why the fuck do you care, anyway? You hate me, remember?”

“Yeah,” I mutter. “Can’t fucking stand the sight of you.”

My body collides with hers a beat before her back slams against the wall behind her.

Her skin is damp with sweat, her hairline wet, but hell if it doesn’t make me want her more.

All the air rushes from her lungs as I surge forward, finally giving her what she’s been begging for and slamming my lips down on hers, forcing my tongue into her mouth.

I kiss her like it’s the only chance I’m ever going to get as I lift her from the floor, wrapping her legs around my waist.

Her body follows my lead as she loses herself in our kiss, the taste of her salty tears hitting my tongue.

Needing more, I rip my lips from hers and run my tongue up her cheek, collecting up her tears and making them my own.

“She’s gonna pay for this, Hellion. I fucking promise you that.”

“Seb, please,” she begs. The desperation in her voice makes me forget my own fucking name as I capture her lips once more, pushing my hand inside her leggings and finding her slick for me. “Please,” she whimpers again into our kiss.

As I rub circles around her clit, her head falls back against the wall and our reflection catches my eye in the mirror beside us.

Fuck, that’s hot.

Lickingup the column of her neck, I brush my nose around the shell of her ear, pushing my fingers lower and dipping them inside her.

“Come for me, Hellion. Let me hear you screaming my name again.”

“Oh God,” she whimpers, her pussy trying to drag me deeper as I rub at her sensitive walls. “Seb. Seb,” she cries. Each time she repeats my name she gets louder until she finally falls over the edge.

I watch her eyes slam shut and her lips part as pleasure covers her face, her pussy dragging my fingers deeper as she loses herself.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful when you come.”

She stills for a beat and my heart jumps into my throat, dread washing over me.

She can’t close down on me now. She just can’t.

The second she opens her eyes and meets mine, I breathe a sigh of relief.

“Fuck me, Sebastian. Make me forget my own name.”

“Done.”

Lowering her to her feet, I drop to my knees and drag her leggings and knickers down as she kicks her trainers off, allowing me to pull the clothing free of her body.

“Bingo,” I say, stuffing today’s knickers into my shorts’ pocket, a smirk pulling at my lips as she watches me.

“Freak.”

“Yeah, and something tells me you can’t get enough.”