Play: Free Romance eBook (Completion 1) by Holly S. Roberts Page A

nipples peeked between his splayed fingers while his lips gently pressed against my neck.
    “I love these.” His fingers flexed in slow, sensual motion.
    He continued placing small kisses down to my collarbone, traveling behind my neck, and moving up the other side.
    “I love your taste.”
    He slowly released my breasts and moved down to the button on my pants while beginning to alternate his kisses with small nips. I squeezed my thighs together until he pushed my pants over my hips.
    “Kick off your shoes.” He placed a harder bite to my shoulder and then harder still when I didn’t immediately follow his order.
    My shoes flew a few feet away and he peeled my pants down until they hit the floor. His foot slid between my legs, stepping on my pants, giving me leverage to step out of them. He held me steady as I kicked them off. His lips and teeth continued their magic on every inch of flesh he could reach.
    My entire body trembled when Killian’s eyes met mine in the mirror. He was so exquisitely beautiful.
    “Please take your clothes off, Killian,” I groaned out in desperation.
    “I will… later.”
    His warm hands traveled over the curve of my hips, up my sides and continued back to my breasts, making me clench my legs in anticipation.
    “I love these,” he said again.
    “They’re too small.” The words came out on a sigh.
    “No.” He released my breasts, taking my hands and bringing them upward.
    It took me a startled second to realize he wanted my hands covering my breasts, but as soon as I did, I tightened my arm muscles, pushing down, and made a sound of protest.
    “Trust me, Rebecca. I won’t hurt you.”
    I’d never touched myself with someone watching. It might only be my breasts, but my embarrassment went into overdrive.
    He kissed my neck again, whispering, “Trust me.”
    My arms went lax. His hands covered mine while mine covered my breasts.
    “That’s how they feel to me—soft, warm, perfect.” He accented each word with kisses against my neck and shoulder.
    He pulled our hands away slightly and his thumbs came up and slid across my nipples. He used my fingers to do the same. The tips pebbled and my groin pulsed; I needed Killian’s touch down there, too.
    He released my hands. “Leave them there, Rebecca.” His hands moved between us until he cupped the cheeks of my bottom.
    “Your ass is so perfect. When you looked for your sister at the party, I stayed just far enough away to watch every sway in that damned skirt. I dreamed about you wearing that skirt and nothing else. I woke up every morning with a hard on that wouldn’t stop. I took showers to relieve myself, but nothing helped.”
    I whimpered and saw Killian smile into the mirror. He moved his hands around until he reached the tops of my thighs.
    “God, your legs, Rebecca. I dreamed of that skirt pushed up and your legs over my shoulders while I tasted you. The dream had nothing on that first night you were in my bed. I could run my fingers along your legs for hours. I think it’s turned into a personal fetish.”
    He pulled back slightly and kissed low on my shoulder while his fingers traveled down the front of my legs. He sank to his knees, his hands never leaving my body. His eyes, peering into the mirror, traveled upward. I could feel his gaze like a caress.
    I studied his face, admiring each sculpted hollow and line. No matter how rugged his features, I found him beautiful.
    “You don’t get it do you?” he asked as he kissed the middle of my back.
    “Ge…get what?” The tremble running through my entire body made my voice breathy.
    “How beautiful you are.”

Chapter Eighteen
     
     
     
    I wanted to believe him, to erase each insecurity. I wanted to be beautiful for Killian.
    His tongue made small circles against my back and then my side as he moved around my body. He was still on his knees and made it look graceful.
    “Put your hands on my shoulders and watch the mirror. Keep your eyes open; just