Because of Kian by Sibylla Matilde Read Free Book Online Page A

with a firm grip as he kissed me back, his tongue sweeping through my mouth.
    I skimmed my fingernails down his sides, from his arms to his waist, relishing in the feel of the tens ing muscles under his shirt. Reaching the hem, I worked my hands up under the fabric, exploring the smooth skin as a heady moan escaped my throat. Tugging the shirt up out of the way, my lips trailed down his chest, nipping and licking the skin I uncovered as I slid down his body until I’d settled between his sprawled out legs, my hips pressed against his groin.
    Oh my God .
    He was massive. And hard as a rock.
    Suddenly I was crazed, fervent with need. I quickly rose to kneel above him and pulled off my cami, baring my breasts. With a desperate moan, he sat up and wrapped his hands around my back jerking me over to straddle him as his lips crushed against my aching nipples, ravenously devouring my sensitive skin. The urgency of his motion ripped through me, set me aflame as I ground my aching sex against him. He nipped at the sensitive skin of my breasts as he lifted me higher against him, burying his face into the soft skin. Loosening the band that held his hair back from his face, my fingers wound themselves through the soft, smooth texture, urging him closer, wanting him to devour me.
    One of his hands slipped down to the waist of my yoga pants and slid inside, gripping my ass with an almost bruising force. The ferocious need ripped through me and I rose above him, cradling his solid jaw in one hand as I began to push down the waist of my pants with the other. The two of us worked and shifted my body until I was naked, straddling him once again, undulating against him and begging for him.
    I yanked at the waist of his athletic pants, tugging to reveal his throbbing length. It was marvelous, thick and dark, the skin so smooth. Hot in my fingers.
    “My back pocket, baby,” Kian growled. “There’s a condom in my wallet.”
    He tipped slightly to allow me to reach behind him for his wallet, which I held out to him so he could pull a foil packet from inside. I took the packet and ripped it open with my teeth, lining the latex up to roll it over him. The splendid girth of his cock and my own frenzied state made it somewhat difficult to put the condom on him, so his large hand slid down to assist me, our fingers entangling as we smoothed the sheath over him. Kian released a ragged groan as I rose above him to take him in.
    A cry lit out from my throat as he stretched me, filled me. I was frozen above him, shocks of energy shooting throughout me as I settled over him, taking him deeper, until I had him completely .
    He felt a-fucking-mazing .
    Like nothing I’d ever felt before .
    As I began to rock, his hands slid up from my hips to firmly knead my breasts, pushing them together and pinching my nipples slightly and sparking a pained rush. Every cell in my body felt electric, my skin hypersensitive, as I circled my hips smoothly, savoring the delicious slide of his hard length inside me.
    “Fuck…” Kian breathed, “ incredible. Oh God, baby…” His steely gaze captured mine as his strong hands began to guide my movements, pulling me harder against him, quickening the pace. Then, he wrapped his arms tightly around me, pulling my shoulders down with him as he lay flat on the floor, my body flush against his. One hand captured the back of my head and he kissed me hard. His other hand slid over the curve of my ass, holding my hips still with a long finger all but penetrating my back entrance. He taunted and teased that sensitive place as he began to pump into me from below. Faster and with increasing force. The angle pushed his pelvis against my clit with every thrust, causing my body to tremble and shake, ripping tremulous sobs from my throat.
    “Yeah, right there …” I gasped, barely conscious of the world around me. All I felt was him moving inside me, his strong arms wrapped around me, the slide of his sweaty skin against