16. Chapter 16

Chapter sixteen

A fter our New Year's kiss, I pull Laelia close, unable to tear my gaze from her as I guide her towards the spare room we’re sharing tonight. The party’s noise fades as my mind is consumed by one singular desire: her . I’m torn between the festivities and the promise of what’s to come with her, but my need for her eclipses all else.

With a swift motion, I open the door and usher her inside, the click of the lock echoing in the quiet room. I want this moment to be ours alone, free from interruptions.

Laelia’s eyes sparkle with knowing mischief as she steps further into the room, her fingers trailing up my arm until they rest lightly on my bicep. Her touch sends a shiver through me, intensifying the heat building between us. She meets my gaze with a smirk, her lips barely parted as she asks in a voice thick with desire, "What will you do with me now?"

The air is electric, charged with anticipation. I lean closer, running my tongue along my bottom lip, a smirk forming as I whisper, "I have so many things planned for you tonight, all of which will end with you crying out my name."

Her eyes darken with longing, and she bites her lip, the gesture both innocent and provocative. I reach up, gently cupping her chin, and glide my thumb over her bottom lip. I’m consumed by the thought of those lips on mine, of what else they could do.

"I can already imagine those lips wrapped around me," I murmur, my voice dripping with seduction.

Her breath hitches, and our lips crash together in a fervent kiss. It’s fierce and passionate, a culmination of the night’s tension. I know that tonight will not be enough; my desire for her is boundless. I want to explore every inch of her, to savour every moment.

Guiding her gently backwards, I ease her onto the bed, hovering above her as I resume our kiss. My fingers deftly pull my shirt over my head, tossing it aside with little regard. She’s my sole focus now, and nothing else matters.

As my lips reclaim hers in a possessive embrace, I feel her smile against me. Her hands roam down my chest, reaching my belt with a determined grace. She unfastens it swiftly and begins to unbutton my jeans. Her touch ignites a fire within me, and I let out a groan as her hand slips inside, gripping my growing arousal. Her slow, deliberate movements drive me wild, but I want to take my time with her first.

Reluctantly, I pull my lips away from hers, and she whimpers in protest. I take hold of her hand, guiding it out of my jeans, and then pin both of her wrists above her head. Her gasp of surprise only heightens my desire, fuelling my need to dominate and love her in equal measure.

Leaning in, I keep our faces close, our breaths mingling. She leans in to kiss me, but I pull back slightly, teasing her. "You’re at my mercy now, beautiful," I whisper, feeling her shiver.

With one hand firmly holding hers, I use the other to trace a path down her body, from her face to the top of her jeans. I slowly unbutton them, then slip them down her legs, freeing her from the constricting fabric. She tosses her top aside, revealing her stunning form, and I drink in the sight of her.

I’m captivated by her, mesmerised by her beauty. As I hover over her, she wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me closer. My hand roams over her chest, skimming the delicate pink lace of her bra. I can see her hardening nipples through the thin material, and my lips ache to taste them.

"How much did this cost?" I ask, my voice low and teasing as I caress her sensitive nipple with my thumb.

"Pretty cheap and replaceable," she replies breathlessly, her arousal evident.

"Good," I say, before tearing the bra away with a gentle but firm tug, exposing her to me.

I cup one of her breasts, rolling her hardening nipple between my fingers. Her back arches, a moan escaping her as I take the other nipple into my mouth, flicking my tongue over it. She hums with pleasure, her hands gripping the bed sheets. Her moans spur me on, driving me to explore her further.

Trailing kisses down her stomach, I reach her pastel pink thong, stopping to look up at her. Her eyes are filled with a fiery need, her cheeks flushed, and her lips slightly parted, eager for what’s to come.

I hook my fingers into the waistband of her underwear, sliding them down her legs and tossing them aside. My lips find the tender flesh of her inner thigh, and I watch her chest rise and fall with anticipation. She doesn’t speak, but her eyes betray her longing.

I position myself between her legs, and my warm breath causes her to shudder. As my lips finally touch her, she gasps and throws her head back, her fingers gripping the duvet. Her moans are music to my ears, and I eagerly dive in, my tongue exploring her, savouring her taste.

"Fuck," she moans, her voice filled with raw lust.

I respond by licking her with increased fervour, my finger slipping between her folds to gather her essence. I insert a finger, and she gasps, her back arching. Her moans vibrate against my tongue, fuelling my desire.

As her moans become more urgent, I add another finger, thrusting them faster. Her hips buck against me, her pleasure evident. Her hands find my head, gripping my hair, and I moan into her.

"Killian!" she cries out, and I thrust my fingers deeper, urging her towards release.

"Come for me," I command, my voice husky. "Scream my name so everyone can hear."

She’s on the brink, and I’m nearly overwhelmed with the need to be inside her, but I want her to reach her peak first. I close my mouth around her clit, applying gentle pressure. Her scream of release is the sweetest sound, her body trembling as she comes hard. I continue my service, extending her pleasure as long as I can.

When her body finally stills, she pulls me up for a lingering kiss, her eyes filled with satisfaction. Her skin glistens with sweat, and I’m captivated by her beauty. I roll onto my back, pulling her into my arms, our breathing heavy but content.

"Wow," she breathes, her voice still tinged with awe.

"Out of this world," I reply, smiling as I brush a tender kiss across her forehead.

Her lips are swollen, her cheeks flushed, and we’re both glistening with the aftermath of our passion.

"Yes," she whispers, her voice soft. "Out of this world."

I chuckle and pull her closer, my fingers trailing down her spine. As she nestles into me, I take in her scent, feeling a profound connection.

"Now I’m hungry," she says with a playful grin, and I laugh.

"Can we get some food?" she asks, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Then, maybe, we can go again after we’ve built up our energy."

"I’m definitely up for starting the year with a few more bangs," I reply, capturing her lips in a kiss that says everything.

As we lie together, the world outside forgotten, I’m filled with a deep sense of contentment. I’m hers, completely, and she’s mine.