Killian pulled my fingers from my hole and grabbed my cheeks, spreading my ass and pussy open so everything was on display for him.
My face burned at the thought that he could see everything. How wet I was, how pink and puffy my folds were, just eager to be filled again.
I expected him to tease me about it, but he didn't, instead leaning forward and licking me from clit to crack in one smooth motion.
My knees nearly buckled and gave out at that, and I couldn't muffle the moan of pure want that tumbled out of my mouth.
"Killian," I groaned. "Jesus."
He just chuckled and did it again.
It was clear he was determined to have himself a feast between my legs, and I was more than alright with that, bracing myself on the counter with both hands and hanging my head down while I tried to remember how to breathe.
Of course, Killian was just as talented with his mouth and fingers as he was with his cock or a toy, and he started slowly, licking and lapping a few times before his tongue speared into my hole, licking me open.
Waves of sensation hit me on right after the other. His tongue was hot and wet, and the slightly rough texture was amazing on my sensitive flesh.
He clearly knew what he was doing, and it was all I could do to hold myself up on the counter while he swirled his tongue and used his fingers to tease me while he ate me out.
I cursed and moaned for him, and it was only a matter of time before his attentions had me climbing toward my first orgasm of the night.
I gasped out his name, fingers curling into fists while my nails bit into the skin of my palms. It was hot and amazing, rushing down on me with more intensity than I'd been expecting, and when I finally came for him, my legs shook and I bucked back against his face, grinding down on him because it felt so fucking good.
Killian surfaced for air, and when he stood up, I could see his lips were shiny with my juices. He made a show of licking them and then leaning over me so he could bend down and whisper in my ear.
"You taste delicious."
I shivered under him and let out a soft whine. Before Killian, one good orgasm would have been more than enough to satisfy me, but he'd made me greedy.
He laughed, like he could sense the direction of my thoughts, and with the way I was pressing back against him, seeking out that bulge in his pants to work my hips against, he probably could.
"Greedy," he teased, using my own words against me. "I knew you were secretly insatiable. Do you want more? Do you want me to fuck you right here?"
I didn't respond, just focused on breathing and working my hips back, and he laughed again, but it was harsher the second time.
Before I knew it, he had a handful of my hair and was using it to jerk my head up, the slight pain and suddenness of it making me cry out.
"I asked you a question," he murmured, voice low in my ear.
I couldn't help but glance up at my reflection, seeing in the mirror how flushed and needy I looked. My eyes were wild and dark with lust, and my lips were parted, clearly ready to tell him what he wanted to hear.
"Fuck me," I gasped out. It wasn't begging, it was a command more or less, and Killian's fingers tightened in my hair, keeping my head up.
"Very well," he replied. "But I want you to watch. Look at yourself in the mirror and see how well you take it. See how desperate and needy you get for good cock in that tight pussy of yours. Do you understand?"
I nodded eagerly. I could do that. I could keep my eyes on my reflection if it meant I was going to get what I wanted.
I watched as he fumbled with his clothes behind me, listening to the jingle of his belt when he undid it and the sound of his pants being shoved down.
And then his cock was hot and hard at my entrance, and I sucked in a breath, closing my eyes at the feeling.
The sharp smack to my ass made them fly open again, and I met Killian's gaze in the mirror.
"Watch," he reminded me, and I nodded, hips still pushing back.
He didn't make me wait for it this time, clearly turned on and worked up himself.
Before I could so much as get out a syllable to tell him to hurry it the fuck up, he was pushing against my hole, the fat head of his cock sliding in with very little resistance. I was soaking wet and worked open with my fingers and his mouth, so it was easy for him to push all the way in, bottoming out in me with one smooth push.
I was left panting by the time he was all the way inside, my body clinging to his hard cock like it was loath to let it go.
He always felt so good inside of me, so big when he filled me up, and I had to remind myself to take even breaths and to be patient.
Killian could be a terrible tease, but he had never left me wanting for long.
And he didn't this time, either. In a matter of seconds he was shifting back, pulling out of me until he could push back in, setting a pace that was almost punishing.
My breasts swayed under me and I took each hard thrust with a moan, letting him use me the way he wanted to, and definitely getting completely worked up and overwhelmed by it.
It was so good, and I
