Previously in Soulless Knight

Knight

I used to sleep in. Those were the mornings that followed nights of endless drinking and partying. Now I set my alarm for 5:30, so I could run or fit in a trip to the gym before going to the office. It was my new routine in Paris. One I adopted after turning thirty. It seemed more significant than New Year’s resolutions or bucket lists. Just get up and fucking run.

This morning I made an exception. I awakened with Kennedy in my arms. Her skin was warm. Her lips were pink. Her body was fucking incredible. After last night, it was mine. She was mine. She always should have been. I was too scared and stupid five years ago to do what I should have done.

We’d be ruling the city together now. She’d be my queen. Mine.

I grinned, thinking of what we had forged in this bed. We were bonded. Bound together. We had fused our bodies into one, and it was not like anything I’d known. Kennedy wasn’t like other women I’d known.

She stirred, sliding her torso over my chest. God damn when her nipples brushed over my ribs, my cock ached. It was hard in five seconds, growing longer. Screaming at me to take her. She smiled lazily when she realized I was watching her.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning.” I gripped her hips, drawing the rest of her on top of me. I wanted her to know just how damn wild her body drove me.

“Ohh,” she whispered, sliding over my dick.

I hissed as her hips moved back and forth. She was wet. My fingers dug into her waist, urging her to move back and forth. Farther until I was inside her. I wanted her sweet pussy, bare. Just a taste. Just a second.

Kennedy pressed off my chest, tilting her hips and I thrust upward. We both groaned at the intensity. Skin on skin. She plucked her nipples as the sunlight streamed through the windows. I hadn’t bothered to close the blackout drapes last night.

“Fuck me,” I commanded as she began to ride faster. Her mouth parting with pants and coos. “That’s it.”

But I didn’t know how long I could last watching her fuck me this way. I wrapped my hands around her waist, and with a quick maneuver, planted her on her stomach.

“Knight,” she hissed at me. I had ruined her perfect rhythm. I’d reward her in time for making the sacrifice.

I kissed behind her ear, as I caressed and massaged her ass. She began to wiggle and shake her hips as I raised her ass higher in the air. I groped her cheeks, squeezing them roughly.

“Shit,” she murmured. “That feels good.”

I grinned as I positioned myself behind her. Her head whipped to the side.

“I love fucking you, Kennedy,” I growled.

My cock slammed into her with a powerful thrust and Kennedy yelped. Her hands quickly reaching for the headboard. There was no holding back. I pounded against her flesh. I pumped in and out. She threw her hips back, matching each thrust with one of her own.

“Yes,” she cried as we lost our damn minds. “Don’t. You. Stop,” she demanded as I watched her disappear into an orgasm. The way her body succumbed to her ecstasy was something to watch. The trembling began to take over. I was going to come like this if I didn’t slow down. The condoms were in my pocket on the floor. Shit. I couldn’t pull away. Not while she was coming on my cock. Squeezing it. Coating it with heat and pleasure.

I pumped in and out. Sliding against her tight pussy walls. Fuck. Me.

She glanced over her shoulder, sucking on her lip, watching me take her from behind. My chest tightened at the same time the base of my spine began to sing with electrical pulses. The instinct to bury everything I had inside her was hard to fight.

One gush before I was able to pull out. I groaned, fisting my shaft as I came on her back. Kennedy panted, slowing from the orgasm. Our bodies stilled. Our breathing was heavy.

“Don’t move. I’ll grab a towel.” I hopped off the side of the bed and returned. She hadn’t changed positions.

“Thanks,” she whispered as I cleaned her back. I followed the lines of her hips. I cupped her gorgeous ass.

“Damn, Kennedy. Your body…” I didn’t even know how to finish that sentence.

She rolled on her back, rolling her wrists back and forth. “Thank you?”

I chuckled, tossing the towel across the room.

“What time is it?” she asked.

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