legs and I begin to rock my hips again. We’re still wearing pants, but oh, I crave him. I need him. The hard cock hidden beneath layers of clothing is too far away, and I want it inside me.
While one hand holds me in place, Kit moves his other hand from my hip to my waist, sending sparks firing across my skin. He sweeps his hand toward my chest, brushing his thumb beneath the swell of my breast. My breath catches, needing more of his touch. With darkening eyes, his hand moves higher, cupping my breast and teasing over my pebbled nipple. My breath trembles.
“Kit,” I whisper, my voice barely a low rasp. My eyes are closed.
The hand holding me in place tightens, palm pressing between my clavicles, holding me still. “Don’t move,” he commands, gruff.
So, I stay still. Straddling him, breasts exposed, with his hand pressing against my chest, fingers just barely brushing the base of my neck. Kit’s other hand teases my breast for a moment, then slides lower. He doesn’t hesitate. Doesn’t slow. His fingers slip right under my sweatpants and down the front of my underwear.
When he feels the silken, wet folds between my legs, we both groan. His grip on my neck tightens and releases, as if he’s doing everything he can to control himself.
“Serena,” he whispers, running his fingers between my thighs. I’m so wet and swollen with need that all I can do is whimper. His thick, strong fingers circle my opening and slide up to my clit, brushing the sensitive bundle of nerves as I quiver and gasp on top of him.
I open my eyes to see Kit watching me, eyes dangerously dark and low. He’s barely touching me, and I’m ready to come apart.
“I want you to come,” he says. His fingers slide back and forth between my legs, the friction making my head spin.
I nod. His hand on my chest feels warm, and I know he can feel my pulse hammering against it. He doesn’t move it, as if he enjoys feeling the effect he has. I know he wants me to stay just as I am. Half-naked. Exposed. Under his control.
“I want to watch your face while you come with my fingers inside you.” His voice is low, and his hand sweeps down and back through my need.
Desire swirls around us like a thick fog. I can’t think straight. I can’t speak. I reach for his shoulders, leaning against him for support while his hands both hold me in place and deliver hot pleasure between my legs.
Then, Kit shifts his hand and slips a finger inside. My body clenches around it, and he growls. Growls. Animalistic and low, the sound sends tremors through me. I buck my hips toward him, wanting more.
And Kit listens. He slips a second finger inside me, then a third. I whimper, opening my eyes as my fingernails grip his shoulders.
“You okay?” he asks, a flash of concern in his eyes. “Too much?”
“No.” All I can manage is a low grunt. I grind my hips on his fingers, and Kit’s face relaxes. His eyes search mine, looking for any hint of pain in my face. When he sees only pleasure, a wicked smile tugs his lips.
“Bad girl,” he says. The heel of his hand moves a fraction of an inch to provide pressure against my sensitive clit, and I gasp, my hips bucking against the touch. Kit holds me in place as he fucks me with his fingers, his tongue sliding out to lick his lips. “Grind on my hand, girl,” he says. “Make yourself come.”
I know we’ve crossed a million lines. We’ve gone too far to turn back. We’ve smashed through the barriers that separated us, and we’ll have to deal with the consequences later.
But that’s later.
Right now? When I inhale, I taste lust. Desire makes my eyelids hang low, and my body acts of its own accord. Pure instinct.
My hips rock, fast and needy, as his fingers drive in and out of me. My breasts feel heavy, exposed, and so completely his.
Kit’s fingers sink inside me, curling in a way that sucks the breath out of me, his palm pressing against my bud. He grunts, his hips bucking toward me as I grind on his hand.
“Come on my hand,” he says, driving his fingers in and out of me as his palm rubs me harder.
It’s messy. It’s dirty. The noises I’m making would be embarrassing if they weren’t so fucking hot. I have