Money Man (King Maker 1)

I might have replied if he hadn’t roughly sucked my nipple into his mouth, only to tenderly lick and nip sweetly. I couldn’t make heads or tails of his mood as he continued his assault on my breast, pinching one and sucking the other before gently biting, taking me to the edge and back before doing the same to the other.

He kissed his way down my body until he was on his knees before me, still sexy in his suit. I should have felt powerful, yet he held all the power as he parted my nether lips and licked a blazing trail from my nub to my hole. I choked back a cry and panted, wanting him to continue until I went over the edge.

As if he purposefully wanted to torture me, he removed his mouth. Seconds later, he stood, flipping me around so fast I’d barely caught my breath before he spread my legs.

“There’s a perfectly good bed,” I mentioned with my cheek pressed to the wall.

“And how did that go for us?”

My undoing began when I heard his zipper and felt the soft fabric of his clothes against my back. I didn’t want to remember that night and didn’t when the head of his cock pierced my opening. He inched his way in too slowly and I bucked my hips, needing him deeper.

“You’re so bloody tight,” he said, taking his time, inch by inch.

When his balls slapped my ass and the tip of his dick hit the end of me, he leaned over my shoulder and picked a hell of a time to want to talk. I squirmed and caught sight of his pants hanging on to his thighs for dear life. It only turned me on more to know he wanted me so bad, he couldn’t waste time with taking off his clothes.

“Do you still love your fiancé?”

I shook my head. “No,” I whimpered as he pulled out a little.

“Do you want him back?”

Again, I shook my head until he kissed the nape of my neck and I wiggled my ass.

“Stop moving,” he said, swatting me lightly on the side of my bottom. “Yet, you let him kiss you.”

“He kissed me, and I pushed him away.”

I sucked in air when he thrust in deep again and pulled almost all the way out.

“One more question. What about Matt, Lizzy’s brother? Have you fucked him?”

Because there was anger in his voice, I didn’t say I thought we covered this ground. I just answered. “Never.”

He slammed his big cock in me and said, “Good.”

As he found a rhythm, he grasped my hair and tugged a little as he assaulted my neck with kisses that sent shivers down my spine. He made his way up to my ear and spoke very clearly. “When you wrapped your lips around my cock, they became mine. You’re mine, Miss Glicks. Tha thu a ‘mhèinn. Do we understand each other?”

“Yes,” I breathed.

“Say it,” he demanded.

“I’m yours,” I said right before he rammed into me again and again, building my orgasm with each penetrating stroke. He let go of my hair and gripped my hips, shifting himself to stroke over my G-spot with every thrust. It almost became too much as I moaned out my pleasure.

“When you come, you’re going to forget any man came before me.”

And like that, I came apart bit by bit, stifling a scream. His breaths at my ear became more erratic as he followed me to the sweetest ecstasy I’d ever experienced.

As I sagged against the wall, I was lifted in the cradle of Kalen’s arms but not for long. He set me gently on the bed, my eyelids fluttering shut. I heard him in the bathroom, running water. Soon after, he was there cleaning me up.

“Sleep, lass.”

I gave in to the pull and woke up alone. I sat up, about to call out Kalen’s name, but I found him, suit and hair sexily rumbled, sitting in the armchair across from my bed.

“You didn’t leave.”

“I didnae.”

He was back to his native tongue, which could only mean one thing. That he was at war with himself.

“Your son,” I said, checking the time.

It was a little after eight. Had he missed dinner with his son?

“I want you to meet him.”

Thirty

Kalen wanted me to meet his son. That had to be a huge deal on his part. I scooted back so my back leaned on the wall. “You do?”

“You’ve turned my world inside out. I can’t close my eyes without seeing your face. I don’t have a free moment when I’m not thinking about you. My dick is a loyal son of a bitch and only has eyes for you.” He paused as he got close. “You weren’t supposed to matter. No woman ever has. Yet I can’t let you walk away.” Air felt heavy in my chest. “Tell me, lass. Do you want to meet him?”