His mouth came down forcefully on hers. Hungry didn't even begin to describe the fierceness of the passion they flared instantly between them as Killian's hands became entangled in her hair as they kissed. Lips devouring, tongues duelling, their breathing hot and ragged in the silence of the apartment. Eve ceased to breathe at all when she felt Killian's hand cup beneath the fullness of her breast, the soft pad of his thumb moving in a light caress, causing her to whimper. His lips left her to trail across her cheek, moving down to her neck, inciting fire wherever they touched. A low moan escaped her as Killian gently pushed aside the black silk robe to take the throbbing pink tip of her naked breast into the heat of his mouth.
Eve clung to his shoulder as her knees threatened to buckle, pleasure coursing through her hotly now as Killian began to cup her other breast. She looked down to see him, drawing her nipple hungrily between his parted lips. Feeling and watching as Killian paid homage to her breasts was the most erotic thing Eve had ever done. She slipped the unbuttoned shirt from his shoulders and down his arms, allowing the garment to slip to the marble floor. His shoulders were so wide, much wider than they looked beneath his shirt and tailored suits and deeply muscled. Proof that Killian didn't spend all his time behind a desk. The muscles in his back flexed with pleasure as Eve's fingers lightly caressed down the length of his spine.
"You're beautiful, Killian..." she purred.
He chuckled softly, the reverberations from that chuckle travelling from Eve's nipple to the pulsing heat between her thighs before he reluctantly released her. The warm of his breath felt cool against her dampened breast as he whispered huskily, "These are beautiful."
He took his time kissing each of her swollen nipples in turn before looking up at her, his eyes gleaming a dark, deep emerald.
"You're beautiful, Eve. All over."
"You haven't seen all of me yet..."
"But I'm going to." It was a fierce promise of intent.
"Here?" Eve looked around the black and white kitchen.
Killian gave a mischievous smile as he also became aware of their surroundings. "The temptation to drape you decorously on top of the breakfast bar and make you the feast is appealing but, no, I think I would prefer to be comfortable in bed the first time we make love together." Killian said with gruff intent.
"The first time...?" Eve echoed throatily.
His eyes gleamed darkly. "You have no idea how many ways I have imagined fucking you during my long, sleepless night!"
That made her pussy clenched. Her cheeks warmed. "Show me." she said sexily.
"My pleasure.." he smirked.
Killian slid one arm beneath her knees and other about her shoulders before lifting her up into his arms and marching out of the kitchen. Eve put her arms around his neck, not in the least self-conscious about her breasts and thighs were laid bare as the black silk robe fell open, knowing that she had been longing for Killian to fuck her since last night. Probably since the moment she had first looked across that hotel reception room and seen him looking right back at her....
"Fuck that! Just fucking fuck me already!" Her face reddened with her sudden outburst just now. She didn't care anymore. All she wanted was to make love with this man. She couldn't restraint herself anymore.
On the other hand, he was shocked with the situation. Never ever have he thought that this woman in front of him could become this bold.
"Okay, as you wish. If I go to bed with you now I should warn you it would not be with the intention of sleeping."