Page 68 of The Heir
My lips tremble. "B-But I wasn't flustered because of him! I was flusteredbecause of you!“
"Me?"he retorts."What about me?"
I inhale sharply, my eyes flickering away."You make me… f-feel..."I cut my words off, too nervous to say anymore.
King's face flushes slightly at my words, and his body visibly tightens, drawing my attention elsewhere. "Feelwhat,Isobel?"
I loose my bravado."Nothing."I firm my voice back up, grasping at nonchalance.
My eyes dip low at the sight of his cock swelling against his pants, and my clit twinges in response. My vagina swells with blood, making me feel heavy and weighed down with desire. In a quick move, he unbuttons the sleeves at his wrists, and begins to roll them up to his elbows. My eyes flicker from his hands to his eyes and back again.
"So you let me fuck you, and didn't feel anything for me."
I tip my chin up. "Yes."
He becomes even more amused. “You’re a fucking liar, Isobel.”
I make a rough sound of offense.“No I’m not!”I snap, even though I very much am lying about my lack of feelings for him. I just don't like to be called a liar about all theotherthings that matter. “I may be a lot of things, King,but a liar ain’t one of them!”
King scoffs and slows his pursuit, choosing instead to hike his pants up at his thighs and then hunker down to almost eye level with me. My heart free falls from my throat down to my stomach. “Ohhh I disagree. You’re either lying to me, or you’re lying to yourself.” His voice is stern, so no-nonsense that it pulls at something inside of me.
"I can fuck someone without having an interest in them…. havingfeelingsfor them. Look at how I did Christopher for two years," I say with a slight growl.
That peaks his interest, because his brow archesand his eyes harden even more. I snap my mouth shut and hurriedly look away becausedamn.That was wild for even me to hear come out of my mouth,
"Isobel, why are you pretending that you don't feel what's between us?" he asks softly, a sad look entering his eyes that takes my breath away, but them he gives it right back with his very next words. "When I placed myself inside of you that first time, I could see in your eyes everything I needed to know."
My lips part on a short gasp of air. If my heart could leap out of my chest, I think it very well would. "I can fuck you without feeling anything," I say weakly. "I can-"
I can, but Iamlying. I feel things for him I'm not ready to face.
He scoffs quietly, shaking his head.
Feeling challenged and insulted my eyes narrow at him as I rear up on my knees. Glaring at him angrily, I unlock my jaw to yell at him. “Okay, well, fuck me then and look in my eyes again and see for yourself if you think I’m lying,you stupid piece of-“
He moves fast and I scream, being snatched up and thrown in the air, tossed over his shoulder.
Fisting my hands in his shirt, I can't even bring myself to care that I was just manipulated into asking him to fuck me.
King walks me straight past his bed and into my bedroom. And before I can ask why he won’t fuck me in his, he tosses me on my back, making me bounce hard and robbing me of the breath in my lungs. Right before I can inhale to get it back, he rips my robe off my body, his head buries between my legs and I yelp, feeling him clamp down on my clithard.
There’s no foreplay, no soft licking, no teasing. Not like how Christopher did the couple times he was down there. No, King goes right for the jugular, no matter how sensitive and not ready I might be. It’s then I realize Christopher never got me off because he didn’t know what he was doing. All that softness was nonsense and never enough.
King nibbles at my clit and I stiffen, arching my back and pulling my knees back.
My clit twitches and I flinch as he twists his head and begins a rhythmic, rough sucking that’s got my toes curling and my eyes crossing. But what really makes my stomach tighten isn’t him suddenly pushing a finger inside of me and twisting, it’s the wet smacking noises that come from his mouth.
Obviously enjoying himself, he doesn’t hold back. Groaning and growling like a man starved as his head bobs between my legs and his finger pumps to the knuckle at the base of his hand and twists, pressing hard.
“Ahh...aahhhh!”My brows furrow as a hot, overwhelming feeling makes its way through my body and I tilt my hips to the right trying to cope. He pulls back, licking at my clit repeatedly before suddenly tightening his teeth on my clit and then sawing side to side catching me off guard.
My orgasm hits me hard and I yell out, jerking my hips up trying to buck him off me.
“King,” I gasp, my legs begin to shake as I break out into a sweat. “K-King…I came.I came.”A shuddering whimper leaves me as he remains silent as he just sucks and sucks. “Oh God.”
I lift my head up, seeing he’s completely lost in me.
But then his free hand sneaks up my body, surprising me. I bite my lip as his fingers trap a nipple tightly and rolls, making me exhale hotly through my nose and squeeze my eyes shut as I moan deliriously with pleasure.
