Knots (Club Imperial Book 4)

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slipping a finger inside her and using his thumb to tease and torture her clit. Her breathy voice would whisper his name so only he could hear her. Moving his finger in her wasn't enough; she'd beg for another. And he would slip another finger inside. She would be hot and wet and it would feel so good to feel her wrapped around his fingers.
    Her hand would wrap a little tighter around his cock and she'd move just a little faster in her excitement. Cece’d breath heavy in his ear and drop her head on his shoulder. She'd try to push herself down on his hand harder and faster.
    And he would stop her, demanding she let him play. He could see taking her free hand and holding it behind her, holding her place. He could hear little protests that weren't really protests but sighs of delight as he held her still while he brought her closer and closer to her climax. Killian wanted to see her pert breast thrust forward with her gorgeous nipples peaked and straining the fabric. He could hear her begging him to finish her off. He would hush her; he was in charge. Cece would keep up her strokes on his erection, pumping a little harder to entice him.
    He could see her eyes close in pleasure as he moved his hand faster and hard over her clit, and in her wet tunnel. He found the g-spot inside and her pressed until she was panting and ready to come, then backed off. Her hand would tighten around him, but she would take the dewy drops from his head and use them to lubricate her hand, sliding over him with less resistance.
    He would tease her up to near climax at least twice more, and finally as he felt his own sac tighten he would plunge a third finger into her sex and find her g-spot one last time. Cece would arch her back and squeeze her legs around him, biting her lip hard to not scream in delight at the orgasm that was coursing through her. And through her orgasm, she would still be pumping his cock harder and faster and hearing her struggle not to scream her climax to the world as his hand worked her sex would finally bring him to his release.
    Killian cupped his own tight sac and a moment later, his cum exploded out of his dick as he pumped his hand hard and fast over himself. He thumped his head back against the door as he fired his release into the space ahead of him, four, five, six times. He drooped against the door, releasing his sac and feeling the erection finally start to retreat in his other hand.
    “Fuck,” he whispered aloud. He hadn't even touched her, and that was one of the hardest climaxes he'd had in a long time.
    Killian looked down and found that he had made a mess of the floor in front of him. He took a deep breath and cleaned himself up, tucking now-relieved cock away in his pants again. He cleaned up the mess that his come made as well.
    He was going to have to avoid Cece for the rest of the day, which was not want he needed or wanted to do. He needed to do this research. Killian knew he’d wonder every time he was near her if she was panty-less.
    How was he going to deal with this now?
    The phone in his pocket dinged with a text message, and still trying to recover with a few deep breaths, he pulled it out. Diane . He opened the message, and it was a picture of her breast. Her extremely disappointing, disinteresting, badly enhanced breasts.
    Well, that did the trick.
    He texted her back.
    Dr.K: Haven't I told you not to do that?
    Diane-pookie: Just a little something to cheer you up.
    He looked at the face of the phone. Diane-pookie ? What the hell?
    Dr.K: You went into my phone!?
    Diane-pookie: Tee hee. Just changed the display names.
    Dr.K: I AM A DOCTOR, Diane! You can't go into my phone!
    Dr.K: If I had a personal convo with a patient on there, I could be in deep shit.
    Dr.K: HIPAA exists for a reason.
    Diane-pookie: I didn't read anything
    Dr.K: You damn well better not have.
    Dr.K: If I lose my license, you will seriously regret it.
    Diane-pookie: Lighten up, Kay. You're not going to lose your license
    Dr.K:

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