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Peering down at her, I gently caress the sides of her face, lightly dragging my thumbs across her supple skin. I savor her touch beneath my hands. It’s been so long—too fucking long since I’ve touched her like this. Since I’ve had her in my bed.

As much as I want to take my time with her, I don’t know that I can control myself. My body has been starved of her touch and as soon as I’m inside her, I know that I’m not going to be able to hold back. She’s one rabbit hole that I will gladly jump down, tumbling and falling into her sweet abyss. She’s fucking addictive and even if I tried, I’d never be able to get away from the hold that she has on me.

Ainsley reaches up, her hands sliding around the back of my neck as she dives her hands into my hair. She wraps her fingertips around my onyx locks, dragging my face down to hers. She silences my thoughts, feeding my urges as my mouth collides with her.

What starts out as sweet and savory quickly transforms into something carnal and savage. I bruise her lips with my own, my tongue plunging into her mouth, tangling with hers. She kisses me back with a fury, a fucking urgency. Her teeth clash with mine, her lips staining my fucking soul as she moves her lips against mine.

I’m lost in a daze, completely consumed by her. It’s a fucking rush to the finish line as we quickly strip from our clothes, only breaking apart to rip our shirts away from our bodies. I slide my hands behind her back, tearing the clasp of her bra apart before tossing it onto the floor.

Her mouth is on my neck, biting and sucking as my hands reach for the waistband of her pants. Slipping my fingertips beneath her underwear, I push her panties and her pants down her thighs. Ainsley lifts her hips as I move them down further. She brushes my hands away as she pushes them down to her ankles, kicking them off as they fall onto the floor with the rest of our clothes.

Ainsley’s hands reach for my sweats, mimicking my movements as she slides them down my ass. My cock throbs, springing free from my boxers as she moves my pants further down my thighs. I grab them, pushing them down until they reach my ankles and slip them off completely. They fall onto the floor and Ainsley’s legs part, her knees falling onto the bed as I situate myself in between her legs.

She drags her tongue along the column of my throat, digging her teeth into my skin as she nips at my jaw. A groan slips from my lips as I slide my hand down her body, reaching the apex of her thighs. “Goddamn, baby girl,” I growl, burying my face in the crook of her neck. “You’re fucking drenched right now.”

I slip a finger inside of her, my thumb finding her clit as I slowly move it around in circles. Ainsley moans against my ear, her breathing shallow and ragged. I plant my other hand on her collarbone, rising slightly from her as I look down at her. She stares up at me through her thick lashes with a sultry, hooded gaze.

“Fuck the foreplay, Killian,” she moans breathlessly as I slide another finger inside her. I move my hand against her, pressing down on her clit as I pump my fingers inside her. “Stop fucking around and fuck me, baby boy.”

“Is that what you want?” I question her, my voice hoarse as I slide my hand along the base of her neck. “You want my cock inside of you instead of my fingers?”

“Yes, goddammit,” she murmurs, the frustration and lust mixing in her tone. “You can either fuck me or I’m leaving.”

I narrow my eyes at her, pressing my thumb roughly against her clit as my fingers still inside her. “And what happens if you walk out of my room? You gonna go hide somewhere and finger fuck yourself imaging my cock inside of you instead?”

Ainsley lifts her hips, grinding against my hand as she groans. She’s searching for a release, but she’s not going to get it right now. Not that fucking easily.

Her skin is soft and smooth like velvet, my hand traveling up her throat as I wrap my fingers around her neck. Dipping my head down to hers, I drag my tongue along the shell of her ear, nipping at her lobe as I tighten my grip around her airway. “Tell me something, baby girl. Who do you belong to?”

“You,” she breathes, her throat bobbing along my palm as she swallows roughly.

I click my tongue. “Say the words. Tell me who’s you are.”

“I’m yours.”

A smile plays on my lips as I squeeze my hand tighter. Her chest rises and falls with each ragged breath. “Don’t you fucking give me an ultimatum again, baby girl. I’ll walk right the fuck out of here, leaving you with your pussy aching and craving my touch.”

“Fuck you,” she murmurs, her voice breathless and hoarse. “If you walked out of here, you would turn right around and walk back in. You’re only fooling yourself if you think that you’d leave me in here to fuck my hand instead of you.”

My grip loosens slightly and I pull away, my eyes burning holes through hers as she glares at me with a sinister look melting in her irises. “Always calling me on my bullshit, baby girl.”

Ainsley lifts her hips again, grinding her wet pussy against my hand. My lips curl upward into a smirk as I pull my hand away from her. Her lips part, no doubt to protest my movements, but this isn’t what she was asking for. She doesn’t want to fuck around with the foreplay and honestly, I don’t either.

My cock is rock fucking hard, throbbing with a mind of its own. It’s borderline painful but I embrace the pain because I know on the other side is where pleasure hides.

Positioning myself between her legs, I press the tip of my cock against her pussy, feeling her juices against my soft skin. Without warning, I thrust my hips forward, violently thrusting into her. Ainsley cries out, her face contorting in a mixture of pain and pleasure as I fill her to the brim.

“Jesus fuck,” she moans, lifting her legs as she grants me more access. She wraps her hands around my shoulders, her sharp nails cutting into my flesh as she grabs onto me.

Moving my hips, I thrust harder, my dick coated in her wetness as I slide in and out of her. My face dips down to hers, stealing her lips with mine as I swallow her moans. Ainsley’s hands are a frenzy, shifting from my shoulders to my back as she drags her nails along my skin, drawing blood as she leaves her mark on me.

With one hand wrapped around her throat, I tighten my grip, constricting her airway as I slide my other hand down to her ass. My fingertips dig into her skin as I grip her ass cheek and lift her into the air. My pelvis slams into hers as I drive my cock into her harder and harder with every thrust.

Ainsley moans, I groan, the sounds of our skin filling the room. We’re supposed to be sneaking around, no one is supposed to find out about us right now. There’s no doubt in my mind that someone outside of the room would hear the fucking noise that we’re making in here if they lingered outside the door.

My bed shifts under our weight, the force from my hips sliding it across the floor. Every time I thrust into her, her nails dig harder into my back and my bed slams into the wall. My neighbor on the other side is probably over there stroking his cock as he listens to us fuck.

I don’t fucking care.

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