King (Maine Silver Foxes #1)

Chapter 11

M ia

Mia barely had time to glance around King’s home as he led her inside and through to his bedroom. Despite the fact that they’d already had sex once, she was a little nervous. This was his domain, and she already knew that he was a full-fledged, take-charge alpha. And she had yet to call Sammy to let her know where she was.

She pulled her hand free when they reached his bed. He turned to her questioningly. “I need to call Sammy.”

King’s lips quirked with mild humor. “A little late to be worried about being holed up with the local serial killer.” He dug around in his pocket and pulled out his phone. “I’ll text her.”

“A girl can never be too cautious these days.” She watched him type something in his phone before he turned it her way so she could see what he was sending to Sammy. Mia is with me and won’t be home till morning.

“Satisfied?”

There was something suggestive swimming in his eyes, and Mia picked up on his innuendo. “I’ll let you know later.”

His laughter was deep and rich, filling the space of his bedroom like music booming from speakers. He reached for Mia, and she went willingly into his arms, accepting his kiss and the way his hands smoothed up and down her body with moans of pleasure. She did her own exploring, learning the muscles he sported that she hadn’t had time to appreciate at the hall. King’s groan told her that he liked it when her hands moved beneath his shirt to his warm skin.

This time, the movement of their bodies was slower, less rushed. There was a lot more time to enjoy and be in the moment, and Mia loved the way King tenderly held her as they kissed and touched. She hadn’t thought of him as a tender lover, not after the way that he’d taken her on that desktop. That had been fast and rough and so delicious she could still feel him between her legs.

King’s chest pressed against hers, and she could feel his heart beating fast. When he had his fill of her lips, he stepped back and began to slip out of his clothes, keeping his eyes on her. Mia followed his lead, and soon they were both nude, eye-fucking each other as they stood there.

He was perfect from his hair-covered chest, bulging biceps, and rippling torso down to his thick, powerful thighs. Mia felt her mouth water. Her hands shook as she touched the hard, defined planes of his body, marveling at how hard he was no matter where her travels took her. She felt her pussy grow wet with building excitement. King was built solid in all the right places, and the sight of his long, thick cock awakened a need within her that she had long forgotten, a hunger that could only be quenched by the erect muscle curling sharply up to his abdomen.

It didn’t hurt that his hands caressed over her body in a slow and thorough glide that would commit her to his memory. She hoped that he liked what he discovered as much as she liked what she had. Mia’s exploration went straight to his erect cock. His zeroed in on her swollen clit. Their breathing turned choppy.

“Let me know what you want,” King said, his lips brushing against hers as he issued the raspy command.

Mia still found it hard to believe that she could feel so uninhibited with a man she’d known of for years and yet didn’t know. They were barely acquaintances. “I want you,” she said, not holding back. “I want you to show me what it’s like to be your woman.” She winced at the words, hoping that he didn’t take them the wrong way. “I want you to take me hard, King. Make me feel it.”

He growled around a sexy smirk, his cock throbbing strongly in her hands. Pre-cum gathered in the slit. “That’s what I wanted to hear, baby.” He took hold of her shoulders and pushed her down onto the bed, following her there. “The time for talking is done.”

He leaned down over Mia and kissed her lips, grinding his mouth on hers in a hard claim that fueled their hunger. When Mia was out of breath and had to turn away to suck in air, King kissed her neck and trailed his lips down to her quivering breasts.

“So fucking beautiful,” he mumbled against her skin, nipping and kissing as he moved along. His hands roamed unhurriedly down her sides until he reached his destination.

Mia arched up off the bed as he slid a thick finger inside her. His other hand reached up to pinch her nipples, teasing her without mercy. “Oh, God,” she moaned with pleasure. “Please don’t stop.” He continued to kiss her, his fingers teasing her pussy until she was soaking wet. “Pleeeaase!”

King spread her legs apart and positioned himself at her opening. “Are you ready for me, baby? Are you ready for my big dick?”

“Yes, King,” she said eagerly, moaning in response. “I want you inside me!”

“Shit!” King growled, thrusting inside her roughly. Mia’s eyes rolled as she let out a low, drawn-out moan. “I meant to go slow.” There was mild humor in his tone. “I meant to be gentle.”

“I don’t want slow and gentle,” Mia panted, clenching tightly around his pounding flesh each time he bottomed out, his big balls slapping against her. She could feel her orgasm approaching and she closed her eyes, overwhelmed. “Oh God...King!” she shouted, her eyes opening wide with disbelief as the intense surge powered through her. “I’m coming!”

Mia was on fire. The friction of his cock sliding over her clit was too much. Her whole body convulsed as waves of breath-stealing pleasure engulfed her, taking control of her movements. As she shuddered and jerked beneath King in helpless abandon, clutching the covers beneath her, he grunted and continued to pump into her, chasing his own orgasm.

“Fuck, baby...”

She could hear the gritty passion in his voice, feel his swelling cock throbbing and twitching as he erupted ribbons of hot cum inside of her. Every pulse of his cock caused her walls to clench around him, and she smiled as he eventually collapsed and rolled onto the bed beside her, panting for breath.

“That was too fucking fast.”

Sweat covered them, Mia’s hair was clinging to her neck, and the sounds of heavy breathing and the heady scent of sex surrounded them as they struggled to catch their breath.

“That... was amazing,” Mia sighed blissfully a few moments later. “I have no complaints.”

“It’s not over yet,” King rasped, his muscular chest heaving. When he could, he turned to face her. “I don’t like fast, but with you I lose all control.”

She could feel his cock still hard against her thigh, and she looked down. “You want to go again?”

“Hell yes, woman. I wasn’t kidding when I said I planned to spend the night between your thighs.”

He kissed her deeply, and she threw her arms around his neck, pulling him closer and aligning her body to his. As she felt the warmth of him pressing against her, it occurred to her that while things were moving fast between them, it seemed natural. Good. She wondered if King was thinking the same thing.

“What’s wrong?” King asked.

“Nothing’s wrong,” she said, looking into his eyes. “I just...this was all very unexpected. I’m very happy right now.”

“Me too, sugar,” he admitted, returning her kiss. “I’m glad I was able to make you feel good,” King whispered, brushing his lips against her cheek. “But?” He rolled back and pulled Mia with him so that she rested her head on his chest.

“I feel like I’m looking in at another person. This isn’t me, King. I’m not usually impulsive.” she began. “I don’t know...” Mia wasn’t sure what she was trying to say. She didn’t want to ruin what was happening between them. “And I, um, have concerns.”

“Concerns?”

She shrugged slightly. “Questions.”

There was a pregnant pause before King said, “Don’t overthink it, okay?”

Mia raised her gaze to his. “Let whatever happens, happen. I don’t do this shit, either. I’m not in the habit of jumping into a woman’s bed this fast. But we’re not exactly strangers, and the time for us is right now.” He ran his tongue across her bottom lip. “And there will be plenty of time to answer questions later.”

Mia’s mind went straight to what his ex-wife had said but King didn’t strike her as a dishonorable man, so she kept her thoughts to herself for now. Besides, she didn’t want to bring Sheila into bed with them, and she doubted King would want Jerry there either. The truth was, they’d both had other lives with different people.

They lay together in silence for a long while, and King eventually fell asleep. Mia stayed awake, staring at the ceiling, thinking about the situation she now found herself in. King was right, they weren’t strangers, but they didn’t know each other either. And yet, she felt happy. Somehow, she knew that she had found someone she would enjoy getting to know and spending more time with.

She closed her eyes and let King’s warm body and deep breathing lull her to sleep.