Cruel Shame (Knights of Templar Academy #3) - Sofia Daniel Page 0,37
pants. Anticipation skittered up my spine. In all the years I’d been with Sammy, he’d never fucked me against the wall. Kendrick ground his clothed erection against my pulsing clit, sending sparks of pleasure down my spine and into my core.
His strokes were slow, sensual, spine-tingling, making my core clamp with the need to be filled. I couldn’t remember the last time I rubbed against a bloke like this, but it was both the most frustrating and erotic experience I’d had in years. As I was clinging onto him like a koala in heat, all I could do was take the pleasure and hope he’d escalate.
For what felt like forever, we humped against the wall kissing, groaning, moaning, panting until my head spun and every muscle in my body trembled. Molten heat flooded my folds, and ecstasy built up behind my clit like lava about to erupt. But there was too much fabric between us, and not enough friction. I needed fingers or a dick or a tongue.
“Please,” I whispered.
“What do you want?” he snarled in my ear.
“I need more.” My fingers curled around the collar of his herringbone jacket. “Fingers, tongue… anything.”
Kendrick drew back, making me moan from the loss of contact. He wrapped an arm around my waist and carried me across the room, depositing me on the four-poster bed.
My gaze dropped to the huge erection tenting his pants, making my mouth flood with saliva. If I could get to see that glorious organ once more before I came, this trip to London might become worthwhile.
I stretched out both arms, beckoning him close. Kendrick straddled me on the bed and continued those heart-stopping kisses. They travelled down my jaw and neck and collarbone, and my nipples tightened with the need to be touched.
When he sucked on a spot beneath my collarbone, my eyes rolled to the back of my head and I shuddered. For someone so virginal and uptight, he was surprisingly good at pleasuring a girl without laying a finger on an erogenous zone.
As he ground against my clit and held me in place by the waist, questions floated into my mind. How did he get so good at this? Was this the extent to what Elizabeth allowed him to do? I shoved those thoughts aside and focused on the glorious sensations. Today was too good an opportunity to waste thinking about that lying, little twat.
I pulled at his jacket. “Take it off.”
“Make me,” he snarled.
Challenge accepted. Slipping my hands down his broad back, I bucked against him, increasing the friction until I grabbed both cheeks of his muscular ass. This was better, but still not enough. Kendrick threw his head back and moaned. I clamped my lips around his neck and sucked, making his entire body stiffen.
“Do you know how much better this feels without clothes?” I murmured.
“Lilah,” he growled.
“I want you to kiss me everywhere. You can stop me if we go too far.”
He pulled back his upper body and glowered down at me with narrowed eyes. “You are temptation incarnate.”
I stared up at him, my lips swollen and hungry. “I hope that’s a good thing.”
“For a man who wants to save himself until marriage, it is not.”
His words were a splash of cold water. Even if I had said earlier that I wouldn’t take his virginity, all my actions so far probably indicated that I might. I scooted out from under him and rested my back against the pillows propped up against the mahogany headboard.
Leaning forward, I cupped his cheek and turned his gaze toward mine. Kendrick’s pupils had expanded so much that his irises consisted of only the barest ring of gray. A deep flush covered his cheeks and stained his lips a tantalizing red. At this moment, he looked different from Maxwell, seething with a raw passion I yearned to unleash. It took every ounce of self-restraint not to pounce.
“If you only want to go this far, that’s fine with me,” I said in my gentlest voice. “I would never entice you to have sex before you were ready.”
“You have my brother for that.” He lowered his lashes.
“Does that bother you?” I asked.
He shook his head. “It’s actually a relief.”
I trailed my hand down the muscled column of his neck, over his collarbone and rested it on his chest. “Do you want us to stop?”
“Absolutely not.”
“Alright, then.” I exhaled a breath. “The best way to stay under control in a situation like this is to climax. I can help you with that.”