Filthy Bastard by Madison Faye

Chapter Seven

Nicole

I’m moaning as his mouth crushes to mine, gasping as his hands slide my robe to the floor. I whimper as his hands move to my hips, pinning me to the wall and making me shiver in pleasure. Fuck he’s so big, and so raw and so dirty.

He’s filthy, and there’s a dark, twisted part of me that I’ve never really felt before that loves it.

My pulse spikes as I kiss this beast of a man—easily a foot taller than me, and I’m fairly tall for a girl. And he’s all muscle—like, wow muscles, for days. His biceps coil as I slide my hands over them, and then over to his chest. His muscles ripple, his abs like a washboard, and I moan hungrily into his kiss.

Before, I could claim that I was confused, or scared. I could say the kiss before was momentary insanity. This might be insane too, but it’s not “momentary.” There’s no confusion here, I just want to kiss him. And I want to do more than that, too…

His touch from before has been driving me insane the whole ride out here, and the roaring of the motorcycle engine didn’t help either. Neither did clinging to his rock-hard body and feeling his muscles ripple under my hands.

I know how wrong this is. I know this might be fucking Stockholm Syndrome or something. But I also don’t care—not really, at least. Because right now, I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want Killian.

He growls into my lips, gripping me tight—like I’m his. No man—or, boy, I should say, given the guys I’ve been with—has ever touched me like this, or growled into me like. Or been this much of a caveman. And fuck do I love it. He grabs my ass, his mouth dropping to my neck, making me moan as I run my hands over his muscle.

He kisses lower, and lower, until he’s peppering kisses down the slope of my breasts. I moan, panting as he sucks a nipple between his lips, looking up at me. He slides to the other one, and I whimper as he traces it with his tongue before he starts to kiss lower.

And lower.

And lower still.

My breath catches as he drops to his knees, and I gasp.

“Oh God,” I whimper quietly.

“Let me see, princess,” he growls. “Spread those legs and let me see this pretty little pussy.”

He pushes my legs wider, moving closer, his breath teasing over my thighs, and I moan.

“You want me to lick this naughty bad girl pussy?” he growls. “You want me to tease this clit until you fucking come in my mouth?”

I moan eagerly, panting and sinking against the wall. He growls and moves in, his hands spreading my legs. And suddenly, I feel it, and I squeal in pleasure.

His tongue—Jesus Christ, that tongue—drags slowly and wetly through my lips. I moan, my whole body shaking and tensing as he does it over and over—just slow, lazy licks up and down my slit. He moves to my clit, and I cry out as he sucks it between his lips. Killian looks up at me, his eyes wild and hungry, piercing right into mine as he tongues my clit in slow deliberate circles. My hands clench, clawing at the wall before I drop them to his hair, clinging to him as he licks me.

…As he pushes me higher and higher.

His hand skims up my inner thigh, sliding to my pussy, and I whimper as he eases a thick finger into me and starts to stroke easily in and out of my slippery wetness. His mouth covers my mound, his tongue darting in circles around my clit as my entire body begins to tense and shudder.

Killian groans into me, and I moan eagerly as the vibrations send me reeling. His big finger strokes in and out, pressing against that sweet, perfect spot inside and making my legs shake. His tongue pushes my clit around and around, and my head drops back as my eyes roll back, my pulse racing.

And I’m so fucking close—I’m so close to coming for him.

He grunts, sucking my clit harder and sliding a second finger into my eager pussy. I cry out, my hips bucking against his face with a mind of their one, my hands tightening in his hair before I start to fall. His tongue swirls over my clit, and suddenly, I’m coming, hard.

I scream as I explode against his tongue, my whole body tightening and then shattering against him. I moan over and over, bucking giant his face shamelessly as I lose all control and just keep coming, until finally, he pulls away, growling.

I moan as he stands tall, tilts my chin up, and then he just fucking kisses me. I gasp, shocked at first to taste myself on his lips like that, but then slowly wanting more. I lick his lips, tasting myself, and then his tongue swirls with mine. I moan as he his hands slide between my legs, fingers stroking me.

“What are you—oh fuck!”

“Not done with you is what I am,” he growls.

“What are we doing?”

“Whatever we want,” he grunts, kissing me.

“Is that against the rules?”

“You tell me,” he purrs, and I gasp as his fingers stroke between my lips and over my clit. His other hand slides down to cup my ass, gripping it possessively as I moan into his lips. His fingers tighten, and his hand centers, and my eyes suddenly widen as he pushes lower. His finger slips between my cheeks, and when I feel it tease and swirl over the little hole there, my mouth opens wide as I gasp sharply.

And holy hell does that feel good.

I stare at him in shock and pleasure, and he growls.

“No one’s ever made you feel good there, have they?” he growls.

I swallow, blushing deeply.

“None of those little boys you’ve known knew what to do with a girl like you, did they? And I bet none of them ever even imagined that a sweet girl like you would get all fucking wet when a man she barely knows teases her naughty, naughty little asshole.”

Fuck, he’s so dirty and it’s driving me wild. His finger swirls around, and then suddenly, we’re whirling to the bed. I moan as he pushes me face down across it, and I’m panting and shivering as I arch my back, my ass shamelessly up in the air.

I’ve never once acted like this—so brazen or wanton. But whoever this man is, he just fucking brings it out of me.

Killian moves behind me, his hands on my ass feeling so powerful and strong. And he’s right, too. The guys I’ve known haven’t been anywhere close to the man he is.

He moves in, and when I feel that tongue slide over my pussy again from behind, I cry out. He growls, his big hands gripping my ass and spreading me so lewdly open for him. That tongue of his drags up and down before pushing into me, like he’s fucking me with his tongue. I cry out, whimpering in pleasure and pushing back to meet him as he slides his mouth to my clit. He sucks my little bud between his lips, teasing it with his tongue as I start to fall apart under him.

He drags his tongue back over my lips, and my eyes go wide as I feel him move even higher. Suddenly, it slides wet and hot over my ass, and I moan.

Oh. My. God.

My eyes bug out and my mouth goes slack as pleasure I’ve never known explodes through me. His tongue swirls around and around my ass, making me shameless squeal in pleasure as he sends me reeling. His hand moves up between my thighs, stroking my slit before he eases two thick fingers into me. His thumb rolls my clit as his tongue teases my ass, and my entire body begins to melt for him.

The pleasure is all consuming, and more intense than literally anything I’ve ever felt before. His thumb rubs my clit around and around in time with his wicked tongue dancing over my asshole, and those fingers plunge in and out stroking right against the perfect spot there. Until suddenly, the pressure begins to build and build, and my entire body begins to tremble.

His tongue swirls around my ass again and again, my clit buzzing with electric current, until suddenly, it all just explodes. I scream, burying my face in the sheets as the climax erupts through me, sizzling through every single molecule in my body until I’m a twisting, writhing, whimpering mess for him. Killian growls as he finally pulls away, leaving me panting for air as I collapse onto the bed.

Slowly, shivering, I roll onto my back to look at him, my cheeks red and my entire body buzzing and clenching. He groans, his eyes sweeping over me as he starts to undo the button of his jeans.

Oh fuck.

My pulse quickens, and a wild, hungry feeling wells up inside of me as he loosens his jeans. My teeth rake over my bottom lip as I look up into his eyes.

“Presumptuous much?”

He growls, grinning.

“I’m not presuming shit, sweetheart, I just know.”

I swallow, my cheeks burning. “Know?”

“Yeah,” he growls. His jeans slide down, and my mouth just drops open at the sight of the obscene bulge in his black boxers.

No. Fucking. Way.

I swallow, my pulse quickening as he smirks and hooks his thumbs into the waist. He shoves them down in one motion, and when his cock springs free to slap against his chiseled abs, the whole world seems to still for a second.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

Killian is fucking huge. Like, crazy huge. I gape at it, my mouth opening and closing but no words coming. I blink, my pulse pounding and my skin tingling, and God help me, heat pooling between my legs as a hungry desire I’ve never known burns hot inside of me.

Slowly, I drag my eyes up to see him grinning.

“Like I said, princess. I don’t presume, I know.”

I swallow, gasping softly.

“Know what?”

“That you’re going to come for my big cock like you’ve never come before.”