Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 102708 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 514(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102708 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 514(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
I put my arms around his neck as he pushed me further into the stairs, kissing me deeper, harder, and with more determination.
My chest rose and fell, faster and faster, with every glide of his tongue.
With every deep breath he inhaled.
Every caress of his fingers along my face.
Each groan that escaped his mouth.
Each moan out of mine.
I felt his heartbeat hammering against my chest, mimicking my own. They were beating together as if we were simply keys on his piano, dancing with pleasure, mixed in with a little bit of pain. It was a beautiful tune, the music of our betrayal.
He kissed me one last time, letting his lips linger for a few seconds before pulling away. I instantly felt the loss of our heated kiss when he set his forehead on mine. Our heavy panting was the only sound in the room, filled with ghosts, demons, and the shadows of our bodies coming together as one.
He pushed the hair away from my gaze, and we locked eyes, wanting to stay lost in each other's minds. His hands framed around my face, kissing me again with the same intensity and passion, but slower, gentler this time. Less wild and distressed. We stayed like that for what felt like hours, just kissing. Completely submerged in one another.
Then our greedy hands needed more, so we started tearing at our clothes. Searching for relief from this ache, we scratched an itch we shouldn’t have. A mountain we shouldn’t have climbed. Nothing made sense other than the feeling of him on me.
I want him.
His kiss.
His touch.
His taste.
His hands all over me.
Still, we didn’t speak. It was just through reckless movements that we communicated. One right after the other, we claimed what the other was giving.
I reached for his shirt, and he helped me pull it off him before throwing it out of the way. We continued the assault on our mouths like we were glued together and couldn’t come apart for even a second.
It was erratic.
Impulsive.
All-consuming.
My stomach clenched.
My sex throbbed.
I reached for the buckle of his belt. He groaned again, smiling against my lips and reaching for my jeans too. He slid them off, leaving me in nothing but my bra and panties.
“Fuck, I want you,” he growled between kisses. “I’ve always wanted you…”
He unhooked my bra, tossing it aside to caress and suck on my nipples, leaving me breathless beneath him. He looked up at me with hooded eyes, working his way down my body. Pulling at the seam of my panties, he tossed them aside too. His hand dove between my thighs. It didn’t take long for my breathing to become heavy, feeling my chest rise and my back arch as he perfectly angled his fingers deep inside me.
“Oh God…” I panted into his mouth.
My legs started to shake.
I couldn’t keep my eyes open, feeling as if I was going to explode. I couldn’t take it anymore. The room started to spin, and my breathing faltered as I fell over the edge.
“Ah…” I gasped over and over again. Not wanting this feeling to ever end.
I rode the high and his fingers for as long as I could until he replaced them with his dick.
In one hard thrust, he was deep inside me.
Right there on the stairs.
He fucked me.
And I longed for him to.
This wasn’t sex.
It wasn’t making love.
It was nothing like it was with Julius.
It wasn’t sweet.
It wasn’t tender.
It wasn’t even planned.
It just happened…
And damn did I yearn for it to.
“Harder,” I ordered, moving my hips in the opposite direction of his thrusts.
It hurt, but in such a good way.
“Faster,” I moaned, kissing him all over.
He gripped my hips, slamming into me.
“Yes… just like this…”
“Good girl…” he praised. “You’re doing so good for me.”
“Uh…” I fell apart again. “Don’t stop… just like that…”
“That’s right… Kitty… let me feel how bad you need me…”
I clenched, tightening around his shaft. I came until he flipped me over onto all fours. My knees were on the stairs, with my hands on the step above. With one hard grip on my hip and the other on the front of my neck, Kraven pulled me to lay flush against his chest before he thrust back into me.
Rough.
Demanding.
“Uhhh…” I loudly screamed out.
He turned my face, sliding his tongue in my mouth. “You look so fucking pretty taking my dick.”
“Yes…” I panted, loving his dirty words.
In and out.
Up and down.
“You’re doing so good for me,” he grunted.
Harder.
Faster.
“That’s it,” he tempted, walking me through it. “Take it… just like that… Take it, it’s yours. I’m yours.”
My gaze widened with pleasure.
With pain.
At that point, it was one and the same.
I felt the warmth of his flesh, his back muscles flexing with every thrust.
Every push and pull.
I couldn’t get enough of him.
He felt too damn good.
Our mouths parted, still touching, both of us gasping for air, trying to savor every sensation of us coming together. His one hand snaked around to play with my clit, and I melted into him.