Page 98 of Bad Influence
Killian’s hand goes to my hair and he fists it, tilting my head back. His eyes burn into mine. “Wear whatever you want, butterfly. I’m the only one who's going to see it.”
His mouth seals over mine before I can protest, and I moan softly. Killian snakes an arm around my waist and pulls me against him, letting me feel the evidence of his desire.
His kiss is electric, fire coursing through my veins. My pulse throbs in my clit. Releasing me, Killian spins me around until I’m facing the kitchen table.
“Put your hands on the table,” he tells me.
Placing my hands in the middle, I lower my body slightly while arching my back and pressing my ass against the hardness in his pants.
“Like this?” I ask, coyly looking at him over my shoulder.
“You’re such a fucking cock tease, butterfly,” he growls.
He doesn’t even realize that he's the one giving me the confidence. Because I can see how much he wants me, just as I am.
Slowly, he presses forward, placing a kiss in the center of my back. My breathing grows labored as I try to hold in my moans. He trails kisses down my back until he’s crouching behind me.
“Spread your legs.”
I spread them slightly. Killian squeezes my ass before a quick spank lands on the right side.
“Don’t play with me, Caroline. The more you tease me, the more I’ll tease back.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means you’ll come when I say you can and if you don’t listen, there will be consequences.” Leaning in, he presses a kiss on the same place he’d just spanked, soothing away the hurt.
He slides my panties down and I shiver as cool air hits my heated skin. I blush when I realize that Killian is sitting back andadmiringme. I can feel his eyes on my pussy and it makes me wetter, the slickness coating my thighs.
“Look at that,” he says quietly. “So pretty and pink, and already dripping wet for me. If I’d known you’d be this wet and eager, I wouldn’t have made you wait.”
The way he says it makes me think he’s enjoying this way too much and had he known how aroused I was earlier, he’d have made me wait longer.
“Only for you,” I confirm. Because I know I’ve never been this wet before.
He brushes his fingers over my folds, gathering up the slickness there. I gasp, falling forward onto the table. Behind me, Killian moans softly.
“Fuck, you have the sweetest cunt, Caroline.”
His hands grip my thighs, mouth on my pussy. I moan loudly as he swirls his tongue over my clit. I feel like I’m going out of my mind. He tastes me like I’m a delicacy and he doesn’t want to miss anything. He sucks my clit lightly without any pressure, enough to make me feel it, not enough to make me come.
“Killian, please,” I whisper.
“Sshh, be a good girl and let me eat,” he says, mouth still pressed against me. “You’ll get what you want when I’m ready to give it. This is what little cock teases get.”
“But—”
He lightly bites the inside of my thigh and I cry out. My overheated body reacts to the bite exactly like I expect it to. Bywanting more. “If that was supposed to be an admonishment, it didn’t work.”
Killian growls, the sound reverberating through me. His tongue dips inside me. I cry out. In this position, I can barely move, with him gripping my hips tightly, and he’s intent on taking his sweet time.
“So fucking delicious I can eat you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.”
“You won’t hear me complain.” My words are followed by a cry as he grabs my thigh and lifts it up, placing my leg on the table. It gives him more room between my legs.
His mouth is back on my pussy, his tongue tasting my everywhere, sliding inside me. I feel a smidge of panic when he goes too close tothathole and he chuckles lightly.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going there. Yet.”
