Contents ( 50)
- Contents
- Chapter One
- Kylo
- Chapter Two
- Saint
- Chapter Three
- Kylo
- Chapter Four
- Saint
- Chapter Five
- Kylo
- Chapter Six
- Saint
- Chapter Seven
- Kylo
- Chapter Eight
- Saint
- Chapter Nine
- Kylo
- Chapter Ten
- Saint
- Chapter Eleven
- Kylo
- Chapter Twelve
- Saint
- Chapter Thirteen
- Kylo
- Chapter Fourteen
- Saint
- Chapter Fifteen
- Kylo
- Chapter Sixteen
- Saint
- Chapter Seventeen
- Kylo
- Chapter Eighteen
- Saint
- Chapter Nineteen
- Kylo
- Chapter Twenty
- Saint
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Kylo
- Epilogue
- Kylo
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Lila Rose
- Connect with Lila Rose
- Releasing next year:
- West's Story
“Kiss me,” I demanded.
When he dropped his hands to my waist, he tipped his chin back slightly and brushed his lips against mine, then pulled back.
“Not enough,” I stated, and then tugged him back in and took his mouth in a hot and heavy kiss. Our hands gripped and trailed over each other. I’d even taken hold of his ass and tugged him to me, so his hard cock could grind against mine as our tongues tangled and tasted for the first time.
His head dropped back, and he gulped for breath as I kissed down his neck.
“Zion,” he whispered, and I rewarded him for using my name by sliding a hand between us and wrapping it around both our erections. He groaned and dropped his head to my shoulder. It didn’t stay there long, though, not when I slid my hand up and down our dicks. He pulled his head up and locked his lips to mine, nipping at my bottom lip.
Fuck me.
Just that one nip had my balls drawing up.
He trailed his mouth down so he could bite my neck, which had me shuddering. He sucked and moaned around my skin.
“Fuck yeah, Kylo.” I ran my hand faster over both of us. “Feel that. Feel our dicks together, how we’re gettin’ off. Hell, Kylo, I didn’t know it’d be this good.” I kissed his neck. “Didn’t know just havin’ your dick against mine would drive me goddamn crazy. Fuckin’ love it. Your body is made of sin, and I’m wantin’ it more and more.”
His hands tightened on me. One at my waist, the other at my back, holding me close. He liked me talking, liked hearing my words, and I liked fuckin’ sharing them.
“Give me your mouth, Kylo. Want to taste you while I’m feelin’ you,” I ordered. He licked all the way up my neck and our mouths clashed. Our lips pressed and moved, our tongues slid and glided over and around each other’s, and I couldn’t get enough of it.
His body tensed. He whimpered against me, his dick thickening right before he lost his load. I broke the kiss to look down between us and see the end of it, which brought mine charging forward. I gripped the back of Kylo’s neck, tugged him forward to touch my forehead against his as I came over Kylo and the tiled shower floor.
“Fuck,” I uttered.
Kylo hummed under his breath. He dropped his head to my shoulder as I released my hold on both of us. I kissed his neck. I fucking loved kissing him. His mouth and mine were made for each other, and I was sure I’d soon have him realizing we’d be good together.
I ran my hands up and down his back, and he cuddled into me more. “Let’s get cleaned up,” I suggested. He sighed as if he didn’t want to move. I grinned. “What about a ride today? Or we could watch some movies?”