Page 32 of Bound By Ink

“Scott!” The tone is tense. His jaw ticks.

I crash my lips to his again, but he’s battling with his conscience.

“Killian, just once, I’ll never ask you for anything ever again. I just want to feel something other thanthis. You always look after me, protect me, fix me, fix this for me, Killian, please?”

He blows out a breath, and his head rests on mine. His eyes close, his hands grip my hips tighter. He starts to shake his head. But I pull back enough to make him open his eyes, and I see it: the indecision.

I slide my tongue over his and rub his dick pressing through his jeans. I grind the heel of my hand against it as my tongue thrusts into his mouth. His breathing races now, and his arms slide around my waist.

“Scott?” he gasps, pulling back just enough to stare at me for a split second. I don’t know what he sees, but he crashes his lips against me, lifts me off the floor, and my legs wrap around him. His grip on me tightens as he walks towards the bed. He kisses me like he’s drowning. I don’t think; my body just clings to him. His knees connect with the bed, and he crawls up it, never breaking our kiss as my tongue slides against his.

“Killian. Please?” I gasp into his mouth.

“What do you need from me, Nerd?”

“Everything. Killian, I need you.”

His body leaves mine, and I gasp, sitting up. He stands at the bottom of the bed, panting. He kicks off his boots, sliding his jacket off and dropping it behind him. He slowly undoes his jeans, and I know what he’s doing. He’s moving slowly. Giving me a chance to back out. But I bite my lip. I can’t believe this is actually gonna happen. And he groans.

His eyes rake over every inch of my naked skin as I lie there, squirming under his gaze. He slides out of his jeans and boxers. His thick, tattooed thighs bulge. The muscles flex, and his dick bobs. His large, thick cock.

“Fuck me,” I gasp in shock at the sheer size of him. He grins.

“That’s my intention. Unless you wanna change your mind?” My eyes flick to his, my head already shaking, the flirty smile, the dishevelled hair from his helmet. The dirty twinkle in his eye as he reaches between his shoulder blades, gripping a handful of his T-shirt and ripping it off in one sexy-as-fuck porn-star move. He stands naked at the foot of the bed, and my eyes widen. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen him naked. And, fuck me, he’s got so much hotter, better since I last saw him.

“Killian,” I whisper.

He tosses something on the bed, and when I glance down, I see a few condoms.Oh, fuck, this is gonna happen. My body is so on edge. Electricity pulses through me. My heartbeat is rushing through my ears. He kneels on the bed and starts to crawl up my body. I swallow hard, his eyes never straying from mine. His tongue flicks out and licks my balls before he even reaches my dick. My legs spread wider for him. He chuckles against my dick, and it pulses at the sound. He leans down, resting on his elbows between my thighs.

“W-what are you doing?” I stutter on a surprised exhale.”

He just winks at me as his massive hand wraps around my dick. The searing heat burns into me, and my back arches off the bed. I gasp out in shock and elation as his tongue licks all the way from the base to the tip. Mywhole body shudders, and my hips buck. His tongue darts out and licks at my slit, sliding it around my head. His teeth nip at my foreskin. I grunt and buck, closing my eyes and allowing my head to flop back. He nips me harder, and I yelp.

“You will watch my every move if you want me to carry on.” His voice is deep and demanding. A seriousness spreads across his face, and I nod. It won’t be long. I already know I’m gonna blow my load so fast. I’ve fantasised about him for as long as I can remember, and I’m unsure in this moment whether this is real or if I’m actually dreaming.

“Whoa, fuck,” I gasp as his mouth engulfs my dick. His finger slides into his mouth and rubs along the side of my dick. Groaning, my eyes flutter, but I keep my gaze in his direction.

His mouth is the devil itself, hot and dominant as he sucks and licks at me. My heart’s pounding, my breath erratic, moans spill from my lips as he pleasures me. No one has ever touched me like this before. My head swims. Waves of ecstasy crash over me. And when he slides a finger into my ass, I can’t help but shudder. My legs widen, and I bear down on him. He chuckles with his mouth still wrapped around my dick.

I writhe against his grip on my ass and my cock. Fuck, I’ve never felt like this before. It’s all-consuming. Like everything he does makes me feel like I’m about to explode.

But I need to hold back. I can’t be blowing my load like a one-pump chump. I know this will only ever be here and now. Killian never hangs around. I’ve never seen himgo back to a person once he’s fucked them. I shake myself to stay in the moment.

This is the moment I get everything I’ve always dreamed of. I want to be present for every second. I watch everything he does to me, even when he makes my eyes roll back. When I’m able, I focus on him, his grin the sexiest I’ve ever seen, with his lips wrapped around my dick. I can’t quite believe it. He thrusts a finger inside again, and I shiver. I slide my hand down in protest, trying to hold him back. I know once I come, that’ll be it, game over.

“Killian, stop… Please…” I gasp, but my hips betray me, bucking into his mouth. His throat opens, and the rumble that spreads around my dick, vibrating into my balls, makes me buck off the bed as my orgasm hits. I scream out, snatching at his hair to pull him off me.

“Sorry.” I try to pull out of his mouth, but he holds me down, sucking at me harder while I scream. I shoot ribbons of cum deep down his throat; his rumble of pleasure spreads through my thighs as I try to pull away.

He keeps sucking, his movements almost frantic as he drains every drop out of me. My orgasm continues to erupt out of me, my skin is on fire, electricity courses through everywhere he touches me, but I keep coming, bucking into his mouth, unable to stop. Tensing, my body finally comes down from the intensity of all the sensations.

If this is it, if this is all I get, then fuck me, that was amazing. I’ll cherish it. I can’t imagine it gets better than that. I sag. My whole body goes limp, panting. I flick my gaze away, embarrassed at how quickly he had me coming. And now the reality crashes in around me. He’sdone. That was my only chance. He kneels up and grabs his dick, leaning over and grabbing a condom off the bed.

My eyes widen.

He licks his lips. “You done, Nerd?” His gravelly voice echoes around the room. Staring at him, in awe, I shake my head. As he slides the condom over his thick, long dick, my eyebrows rise. I wonder where the hell he’s gonna fit all that. He grins down at me, with his dick in one hand. I can’t look away as he reaches under my thigh and lifts it over his shoulder. He leans forward, and I gasp. With my legs pulled back, my ass now on full display, and my cheeks flushed. He looks down, smirks and spits into his hand, sliding it over his sheathed cock and pressing his tip to my ass.

“Relax for me, Nerd.” The jesting, taunting that normally lingers in my nickname is long gone. He says it like a term of endearment, as if he were calling me lover or babe, and I shudder.