Chapter 6
317 Words
Those two words were all Kieran needed to fully let loose. With a heady groan, he scooped Elora into his arms and carried her into his bedroom. He bedroom was sparse, the sign of a bachelor, but tidy. He'd brought women there before, but had always been left with a sense of guilt the morning after.
Not Elora, he thought to himself. He knew, somehow, that this would be different. He laid Elora down gently onto the bed and began kissing the sensitive spot where her neck and shoulders joined. As he did so, she let out a quiet moan.
Fuck.
Kieran flipped Elora over and unzipped her dress, which pooled at her feet. Kieran threw the dress off the bed and looked at Elora. Her firey red hair was splayed around her like a halo. She wore a black lace bra and matching panties, which Kieran couldn't help but appreciate. Her alabaster skin was dusted with freckles and Kieran felt himself growing painfully hard in his pants. He peppered kisses over the smooth skin of her abdomen working his way up to the lacy number that contained her breasts. With one hand, he unhooked the bra and looked in appreciation as they sprang free. He cupped her ample breasts, and rolled one of her n*****s between his fingers. She moaned quietly and Kieran smiled. He lowered his head and a n****e into his mouth, sucking and teasing with his tongue. Elora bucked under him, her core pressing against his painfully hard one.
"Please," she whimpered.
Just then, there was anock on his bedroom door. Kieran reluctantly tore his mouth from Elora's hard n****e.
"This had better be good," he shouted towards the door.
"It is, sir. You'd better come quick," his butler, Ted, replied.
Kieran looked apologetically at Elora before heasing out the door.
"Please stay," he implored.
Elora smiled and Kieran knew that she would.
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