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CRUEL (The Buck Boys Heroes #2)(31)
Author: Deborah Bladon

 

 

Chapter Thirty-Four

 

 

Juliet

 

I stare at him while he strips down to absolutely nothing.

His body is truly magnificent.

I’ve been nude since he tugged my dress over my head after he ate me to an orgasm.

He wanted seconds, but I pulled at his shirt to get him up and over me.

Then I kissed him softly, tasting myself on his mouth.

“Your body is incredible,” I whisper.

He glances at me from where he’s standing next to his bed. “I’ll take the compliment, Juliet, but if we’re going to discuss beautiful bodies, you are divine.”

I roll onto my back. “Get a condom.”

“My bossy little lover.” He laughs. “She wants to be fucked.”

“Hard,” I draw the word out slowly.

His hand strokes the length of his cock. “What if I want to eat you again?”

I’d want nothing more if I had already felt him inside of me, but there’s an ache that his mouth and lips can’t chase away.

“I’ve wanted to fuck you for a long time,” I confess.

He turns to face me head on, with his hand still running slow strokes over his erection. He’s large. His balls are heavy.

The man is powerful in every single way.

“I’ve wanted to fuck you for longer.” He takes a step closer to the bed. “I wanted you when you walked into my office that first day.”

“You didn’t.”

He huffs out a laugh. “I did. I wanted you then. I want you more now.”

I part my legs. “So come get me.”

He moves toward a cabinet across the room. I admire his ass as he does.

“You’re just as impressive from the back.”

There’s a slight shake of his head. “As are you.”

I roll onto my stomach. “You like me like this, do you?”

When he turns back around he’s sheathing his cock. “No. Not like that, Juliet.”

“How then?”

He crawls onto the bed, flipping me over with ease. “Like this. I want to look at you when I fuck you.”

My breath catches when he shoves my legs apart. His eyes trail over my body.

“Stop looking,” I whisper. “Start fucking.”

He moves between my legs, guiding his cock to my core.

He teases me, stroking the tip over my clit. “You want this, Juliet.”

“Yes,” I say, staring into his brilliant blue eyes. “I want you.”

With a sudden thrust forward, he’s inside of me. It’s too much, so much, that I cry out.

“Easy,” he says, leaning forward to pepper my forehead with kisses. “Deep breaths.”

He moves gently, his eyes never leaving mine.

I rock my hips slowly, adjusting to his size. “It feels so good.”

He drops his head to my neck. “You’re so good. So fucking good.”

He fucks me like that with soft whispered words, holding onto every ounce of self-control that he has.

“Let go,” I whisper. “Let go, Kavan. Take me.”

He does. He ups the pace. Hard thrusts of his hips while his hands roam my body. Strong fingers twisting my nipples and digging into my thighs until I cry out.

He does too with a groan ripped from the deepest part of him. He fills the condom with shaking thrusts before he falls onto me to rest his lips against my neck.

“Juliet.” My name escapes him. “My beautiful Juliet.”

I close my eyes to fight off the flood of emotions that hit me like a battering ram.

I want nothing more than to be his Juliet, and at least for tonight, I am.

 

 

“Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.” Kavan lets out a low chuckle. “Very funny, Juliet.”

I bounce up to my tiptoes to kiss his mouth. “I think you pronounced that wrong. The term is very delicious, Juliet.”

He catches my chin in his hand before he kisses me again, but this one is slow and lingering. I can taste the sweetness of his breath and smell our sex on his skin.

He fucked me once, stripped off the condom, ate me, and fucked me again.

It took hours, but felt like it wasn’t long enough.

I want more. I want more of all of it.

“You’re delicious,” he says as he stares at my lips.

I fall back to my bare feet as I stare up at him. “Thank you for letting me borrow your shirt, Bane.”

He glances down at the black button-down shirt I slipped on after I crawled out of his bed. It’s much too large for me, but I only buttoned two buttons mid-stomach and I rolled up the sleeves far enough that my hands are visible.

“I should thank you for that,” he counters. “Do you know how breathtaking you are, Juliet?”

I know I’m beautiful. I’ve been told that my entire life and there was a time when I thought that defined me.

It doesn’t, but I like knowing Kavan sees my outer beauty as well as what’s inside of me.

I look into his eyes. “One day I’ll win a Pulitzer Prize.”

His eyes hold mine. “You will. I’m sorry for that remark. It was out of line.”

Not wanting to weigh this moment down with what happened earlier, I smile. “Eat your sandwich, Kavan.”

“What happens if I don’t?”

I skim a hand over his chest, down his stomach until it stops just above his boxer briefs. “I won’t suck you off tonight.”

He lunges forward toward the dining room table and the meager meal I prepared for us. “Give me that sandwich. I’ll eat ten if it means I get to feel your pillow soft lips wrapped around me.”

 

 

Chapter Thirty-Five

 

 

Kavan

 

Exhausted and satiated, I tug on Juliet’s hair. “I’m good. I’m so good.”

Her eyes bolt up to meet mine. “You’re not kidding.”

I watch as she swipes the back of her hand over her mouth. “That was nice.”

Nice?

I huff out a laugh. “Nice is a picnic in the park. That blowjob was fucking incredible.”

That lures her into my lap on the couch.

She crawls up and onto me, settling over my cock. “What would you know about picnics in parks?”

I adjust her in my lap because being this close to her is too much. I’m already hardening even though I blew a load down her throat less than two minutes ago.

“I know it’s a thing people do.”

“Such a cookie-cutter billionaire.” She swats my shoulder. “People? I happen to love picnics in the park, Kavan.”

“You do?”

I needed to know that. I don’t know why but that feels important. Suddenly, many things do.

“What’s your favorite color, Juliet?”

She leans back to study my face. “Why?”

“Answer the question.”

“Purple.” Her fingertips tap against my shoulder. “Yours?”

I stare at her.

“You have one, right?” she questions. “Kavan, you must have one.”

“Hazel. It’s hazel.”

The corners of her eyes crinkle as she smiles. “Are you saying that because my eyes are hazel? Are you hoping to get lucky again tonight?”

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