There was no way I was going to last long under his touch, but I was down for whatever he could bring.
I grabbed him by the neck and pulled him up to me, kissing him softly, gently at first, but the passion built and eventually the desperation of my need took over and I was clinging to him, my breath hot and heavy as my juices coated my little thong. Jesus, this man took me to new heights of want when I least expected it. The danger of our situation only seemed to heighten that feeling.
He finally broke the kiss and pulled apart from me, no longer the composed alpha he appeared to be. This billionaire had to work to regain his composure.
“Slow down, Kat. I want you to enjoy this,” he said as he reached down and tugged on the strings of the thong, pulling it off, revealing my very wet sex.
Before I had a chance to protest, he was down on my hot center, feeling my wetness with his fingers. “Kat, you feel so good. Every time I touch you, it turns me on. Every time I see you, I’m home. Do you have any idea how much I want you? How much I need you?”
I could only moan in response, but I could feel his hot breath over me, his mouth right over the most vulnerable part of my body.
And then it was on me, his fingers inside of me, his tongue lapping at me, making me feel things I hadn’t felt for a very long time.
“Good girl,” he murmured into my thigh, pausing from his meal to encourage me. The warmth of his breath against my soft skin made me shudder.
“I want you to cum for me, baby. I want you to cum right into my mouth,” he said as he caressed my inner thigh. “You are all I need.”
I could do nothing else but comply.
My entire body melted as the wave of pleasure washed over me, my little p*ssy
undulating around Janson’s thick fingers, my body bucking against his mouth.
Damn, he was so good at this.
“Yeah, just like that.” He crawled up me and spread my legs with his knee, looking over me as I laid there in utter glory. I was his woman and I would always be.
“I like this look on you,” he grinned.
“What look?” I asked, a wry smile on my face. I knew exactly what he was talking about, but I wanted to drag it out, play cat and mouse with him.
“You know what I am talking about. Pleasure instead of stress. Nice to see that you are enjoying yourself.”
He bent down and kissed me, his lips wet with my juices, his mouth tasting of them.
Fire filled my cheeks as the flames of my desire were once again stroked. I wanted more of him.
It was like I couldn’t be satisfied.
His knee nuzzled in between my legs again, separating them so that he could bend down and join with me. I should have been nervous, I should have said no, run far far away, but I just arched up to meet him as he plunged into me. I was done resisting him. Done resisting this. He was so damn strong as he grabbed my hips and thrust himself into me, filling me full.
I moaned, the feeling of stretching and being filled taking over my brain. It didn’t hurt, but had been so very long. It was intense.
I let out of soft moan and looked up at him as he started his thrusts.
“Nice and slow, Kat. I want to feel you from the inside.” He was just that. Slow and gentle until he had his fill, then his thrusting started.
His movement was a little stronger, faster than the last, until we were going at a good pace. He felt so damn good inside me, pushing on the parts of me that needed it.
I reached up and grasped him, my nails digging, just a little, into his back. He arched and pushed faster, harder, his hands bracing him as he delved into me.
With a scream, I came a second time, this one different, more complete. My whole body shook with the intensity of it.
And it was like he was spurred on by my orgasm, his taking over as he shot into me and it was perfect. I never wanted to be anywhere but in his arms, against him now, as he held me.
It rocked us both, hard, and when we were finished, we were left clinging to one another, holding on for dear life.
I am not sure when, but soon after, sleep took me, and I was still there, naked in his arms.
Janson
I breathed her in deep, the scent of her filling me up, reminding me of exactly what I wanted in this life. A strong woman in my arms and my child growing in her belly. Under any other moon, it would be perfect.
But I was still existing in a world where my father and James Fitzgerald were free men, walking this earth and inflicting their damage.
If they would kill the heir and legacy to the empire, then there could be no doubt they would also kill my Kat if they knew what she knew. It was a sick, twisted world and I was done living in it.
I wanted to change the world. Make it new for my child.
Even if I had to destroy half of the damn mob for it. I would protect them both. Keep them safe.
“Janson?” Kat asked as she looked up at me.
“What is it?” I looked down at her.
“I need to go to the doctor,” she said as she snuggled into me. “I need to find out about the baby.”