Dynasty (Boys of Winter 1)

King reaches out, slipping his arm around my waist and yanking me into him until my chest slams against his, and the air is knocked right out of my body. His lips drop to my neck, and he kisses it, his tongue roaming over my skin and making my pussy clench with need. “You may not have asked for it,” he murmurs, his breath brushing over my skin and sending goosebumps rising all over it as his knee pushes between my legs and grinds against my aching pussy. “But I sure as fuck know what you want.”

I pull back so I can meet his hooded stare, raising my chin so that my mouth hovers just in front of his, and without warning, I bite his bottom lip, pulling at it before gently letting go. “So, what are you waiting for? Give me what I want.”

Fire burns in his eyes, and without another word, his hands come to my ass and lift me off the ground. His lips fuse to mine as he walks across the gym and puts me down on a table, keeping us eye to eye.

He tears my cropped tank over my head and drops to the ground as my hands roam over his defined body, taking pleasure in the way his wide chest seems to go on forever. King reaches for the front of my pants, making quick work of the buttons before curling his arm around my waist and lifting me as he tears them down over my ass and past my thighs.

I fall back to the table as my black, ripped jeans are left discarded beside my tank. My bra is forgotten, but neither of us seems to care as all the attention is on the way he tears the flimsy material of my thong and grips my knees.

He spreads them wide, putting me on display as his eyes glisten with a raw heated excitement. He looks down between my legs at my aching pussy, and I watch as the fire burns so much brighter. King licks his lips and everything clenches in anticipation.

If he doesn’t fuck me soon …

King drops to his knees in front of the table, and my eyes roll back into my head, knowing this is going to be good. He grabs my legs, hooking my knees over his shoulders and curling his hands around my ass. I’m scooted forward on the table until I’m nearly falling off. My pussy is right in front of him and his warm breath brushes over me, teasing me with what’s to come.

I go to lie back on the table when King’s hand shoots up, stopping me from moving. “No,” he demands. “You’re going to watch.”

Holy fuck. Yes, sir.

I don’t say anything, but I don’t need to, my response is loud and clear, and without hesitation, I watch as his thick, warm tongue pushes between my folds and slowly trails up my throbbing cunt, tasting everything I have on offer.

My body burns with desire, and I watch with bated breath as he does it again and again, his eyes focused heavily on mine. King’s mouth closes over my clit and I groan as his tongue flicks over the tight bud, tormenting me until I’m moaning his name.

He doesn’t let up, and just when I start to need more, two thick fingers push up into me, stretching me as they curl and find my G-spot, making me suck in a sharp, loud gasp. “Fuck, yes. There,” I cry, unable to tear my gaze away from the mesmerizing sight.

His tongue doesn’t dare stop working my clit as his fingers become drenched in my wetness. My fingers tangle into his dark hair, curling into a tight fist and holding him there as I moan out his name.

King stands and with my knees over his shoulders, my back is slammed down against the wooden table, but even with the movement, he still doesn’t ease up on my throbbing clit, his tongue circling, flicking, rubbing.

He pushes down on my thighs, spreading them wider and I groan, feeling the way he draws his thick fingers out of me and spreads my wetness around. His fingers drop to my ass and I suck in a breath as he slowly pushes against my hole, already knowing just how much I like it. “I want to fuck this sweet ass,” he grumbles against my clit.

I try to push back into him, taking his fingers deeper but with his hold on my body, moving is near impossible. “Not before I get to taste my come on your tongue.”

His eyes flick up to mine and he takes it like a challenge. Not one to miss out on a sweet reward, he gets right back to work, teasing my hole as he fucks me with his tongue. He sucks my clit into his mouth, and as I feel that burn growing deep inside of me, I know it won’t be long. “YES, KING,” I cry. “Make me come.”