Tainted Kiss (Tainted Knights 1)

“That’s right,” he growled, sucking my earlobe between his teeth, his lip ring pressing against the small diamond earring I had put in earlier. “Don’t ever forget that, Santana.”

Right then, I wasn’t liable to remember anything, because he was doing something to my ear with his tongue that made it impossible to remember my own damn name, let alone anything else. I could only moan and beg him for more.

Within seconds, he had me naked.

The last time I’d had sex, I had felt exposed being this bare to a man’s eyes. Right then, with Kale’s eyes eating up the sight of me like a man having his first meal in years, I only felt sexy and beautiful.

I arched my back a little, showing off my breasts to his hungry eyes. He muttered an inaudible curse under his breath then started pulling off his own clothes.

I watched, loving every inch he bared to me.

Grabbing something out of his back pocket, he tossed it on the bed before throwing his jeans across the room. I barely had enough sense to realize it was a condom before he was turning my already burning body into his own personal furnace.

His lips were everywhere, so were his hands, touching, squeezing, caressing. He wasn’t happy unless he was drawing a whimper from my lips. I was so lost in the pleasure he was pouring from me that I couldn’t take my time to explore his body like I wanted to. Then his mouth covered my pussy and everything else suddenly didn’t matter.

He flicked his tongue across my clit, his lip ring grazing the sensitive and swollen tissue that begged for his dick. My toes curled in the covers, and I screamed his name when, with only a few flicks of his talented tongue, I went flying over the edge into the pleasure-filled bliss of the most intense orgasm of my fucking life.

It felt like it took forever to come down off the high, but was probably only a matter of minutes.

When I could open my eyes and actually focus on the world around me, it was to find Kale on his knees between my legs. He just sat there, watching me, while his dick bobbed up and down, demanding attention.

“You are so amazing, doll.” He took my hands, cupping them around his straining cock.

The tip was smothered in his clear arousal, and the tip continued to leak more as I stroked him. Before I could explore him like I really wanted to, he was pulling away.

“I can’t take much more of that, or I’m gonna come all over you.” He rolled onto his back then handed me the condom packet. “Put this one for me. My hands are shaking too much, and I’m liable to hurt myself,” he said with a half-grin.

Mine were shaking just as badly, but somehow, I got the condom out and rolled it carefully over his length. As soon as it was in place, he grabbed my hips and lifted me over him. With one hand on my waist and the other fisting his dick, he guided the tip inside. It felt so good, and I was greedy for another orgasm.

He had barely put an inch in, and I couldn’t take any more teasing, so I pushed down hard, taking all of him at once until I was seated on his thighs, his balls pressed against my ass.

Kale’s fingers bit into my waist, his head thrown back in a silent roar as he savored being so deeply inside me. It had been a long time for me, and my walls were still sensitive from my first orgasm. They contracted around him, making him groan and suck in a harsh breath.

“This …” He gritted his teeth, swallowing hard before trying again. “This is so fucking good, doll. I’ve never felt anything so good.”

For a split second, I wondered how many times he had been inside another girl like this, filling her up and making her want to come all over him. Jealousy ate at me, twisting something deep inside my chest and making it ache in an empty sort of way. I knew I wasn’t his first. Hell, he wasn’t my first, either, but suddenly, I wanted to be his last. I wanted him to be my last, too.

I must have tensed up as those thoughts flooded through my head, because he cupped my face in one hand. “You

okay?” he gritted out, at the end of his rope for patience and will power, yet somehow still able to stop and make sure I was okay.

My heart twisted again, this time with an entirely different feeling that I couldn’t even begin to explain or put a name to.

I smiled and lowered my head to kiss his lips, long and deeply. “Just enjoying this,” I told him as I sat up straight.

He grabbed my ass with both his hands, squeezing hard. “Me, too, doll. Me, fucking too.” He lifted my ass, then slammed up into me so hard I saw stars for a second. “God, that’s good. So damn good.” He tossed his head back against the pillow, his face tense as he tried to hold on.

Putting my hands behind me on his thighs to steady myself, I rode him. Taking him deep, holding him there for only half a breath and then lifting all the way up until only the tip was still inside me. I rode him hard and fast until I wasn’t sure if I was even breathing any more. The air in my lungs burned, sweat was beading all over my body, and my heart raced so hard it felt like it might explode at any minute. All I could think about was getting off all over his dick.

Kale flipped me over so fast I didn’t understand what was going on. I only knew he wasn’t inside my body for two full seconds and that was too long to be without him.

I was on my back, looking up at him as he pressed into me. I whimpered his name as he filled me to the hilt once more, my legs locking around his waist, forcing him to stay inside.

“Santana,” he bit out my name. “Fuck, you feel so good. So wet and tight for me. I never want to leave this sweet, little pussy. Never.”

The way he was talking to me only drove me higher.

He reached under me, lifting me up by my hips so that the only part of my body still on the bed was my shoulders. At this angle, he could go deeper, the tip of his dick touching something that had never been touched before. With only a few hard pumps of his hips, I was screaming his name and falling through the clouds of another amazing orgasm.