Hideaway (Devil's Night 2)

He wasn’t looking anywhere but in my eyes as he came to hover over me.

“I want you.” He gently pulled my arms down.

His stare bore into me as he ran his hand up the center of my torso, gliding between my breasts to my neck. He dived down, covering my nipple with his mouth, and I threw my head back, moaning. “Kai,” I said again.

I placed my hands on his arms as he held himself up with one hand and used the other to grope the breast he was kissing. His hot mouth sucked on the tight, hard skin, drawing the nipple out and then going in for more before he began moving around all over.

I shuddered. “That feels so good.”

He quickly switched over to the other one, leaving his hand where it was and keeping me warm.

He trailed down my stomach, and I shivered, fisting my fingers in his hair.

“Open your legs,” he said huskily.

I lifted up my head, and my eyes instantly fell between his legs, seeing him hard and thick. “Uh,” I whimpered. “No.”

Without looking up, he descended lower and lifted up my leg by the back of the knee. “Gotta get you ready, babe.”

He dipped his head between my legs, burying his mouth, and I tried to push him off. “No, don’t do that—”

But with the subtle flick of his tongue, my eyelids suddenly felt so heavy.

He swirled around just above the hood, rubbing me with his mouth as his hand circled my thigh, holding it up, and his body settled in between my thighs.

Licking and nibbling, his assault was soft at first, sending my stomach reeling and fireworks shooting down my legs. I felt like I was on a swing twenty stories up, leaning back with my hair flying in the air.

I wanted more. Deeper.

Then he started sucking. Everything. In, out, and around, kissing my skin down there and still kneading my breast with one hand. I lifted up my head, watching him.

“You’re so fucking tight down here,” he panted, gently b

iting me. “But you’re going to stretch. I promise.”

I bit my lip as he looked up at me.

“Do you like this?” he asked, licking me up and down slowly.

My cheeks heated with a blush, and a small smile crossed his face.

“Or this?” He watched me as he swirled his tongue around my clit over and over again.

I lost my breath, my eyelids fluttering.

He grinned, taunting me. “Or maybe this?”

And then he covered my clit with his lips and sucked strong, pulling and tugging, the heat of his mouth torture as I arched off the bed and groaned. “Ah,” I moaned breathlessly.

“So beautiful,” he whispered. “Are you ready, kid?”

My stomach quivered with anticipation, and I wasn’t even annoyed he called me “kid” again. For this one time, it sounded endearing.

I nodded, slipping my hand into his hair. I wasn’t sure what I was ready for other than just more. I just wanted more.

Coming up, he kissed me, working my mouth open and dipping his tongue inside. I groaned, my body taking over as I grabbed his hips and parted my legs, lifting up my knees and letting him in.

My nipples brushed his chest, and I pushed up, kissing him back with full force. His smell, his skin, his taste…in this moment, I was new.