Her move had shocked everyone in the hall. One of her team members even fainted in shock. A few guests had their drinks slip through their hands, crashing to the floor.
No one moved until Klaus led Morticia out of the place.
Now in his personal suite, not far from the hall, Klaus pinned Morticia against the wall. Their lips moved against each other, tongues tangling as his hands roamed over her body.
She moaned, returning the kiss with equal hunger. Her back arched, pressing her body firmly against his broad chest.
Klaus groaned against her lips. Holy shit! He missed this… so fucking much!
His hands slipped to her thighs, lifting her against him. With one arm, he pushed aside the things cluttering the table and placed Morticia on it.
Her legs parted, and he positioned himself between them. Their lips stayed molded together as fire sparked between them, their passion igniting with every touch.
They had both missed this-bodies and minds claiming each other after the long separation.
Morticia broke the kiss, and Klaus let out a light grunt, wanting to continue. She placed her index finger on his lips.
“Winter?” she whispered.
“She’s a friend of mine who’s engaged,” Klaus replied, his eyes locking with hers.
Morticia tilted her head slightly. “Don’t tell me you did it on purpose.”
Klaus smirked, his forehead resting against hers as his thumb caressed her lips.
“I had to… You’re driving me crazy, Bunnie,” he whispered, his hoarse voice deepening her arousal.
“A$shole,” Morticia whispered, connecting their lips again. This time, they kissed gently, exploring each other’s mouths, savoring every sweet moment.
“Hey… uhm-”
“I missed you,” Morticia cut him off, sensing he was about to retreat.
“I missed you so damn much, Bunnie,” he whispered, before kissing her earlobe, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine. “Every curve, every edge…”
His fingers reached to unzip her dress. “The sounds you make whenever you tremble beneath me…”
Morticia sucked in her breath. Her core ached so much. It had been too long, and the feeling was overwhelming.
Her legs tightened around his waist, her fingers threading through his hair.
“Your taste… Oh, how I’ve missed it, Bunnie,” he murmured, caressing her bare back as he slowly pulled down her gown. He unstrapped her bra and kissed her collarbone, trailing his lips down to her bosom.
“I missed the way you scream my name when I do dirty things to you,” he said, giving her n! pples a gentle squeeze.
“Oh… Sin,” she rasped as his kisses left her breathless and her mind spinning.
His hands slid to where she needed him most. With a swift movement, he removed the last piece of fabric and slid his fingers in and out, drawing moans from her until she was on the brink.
He stopped, scooping her into his arms and carrying her to the bed. Morticia sucked in her breath, watching as he stripped, leaving nothing on.
Her eyes caught his organ-long, hard, and glistening with precum.
Well, hello there.
“Missed it?” he smirked as she nodded. There was no denial in that. Heat creeping onto her cheeks.
He pulled her to the edge of the bed and buried his face between her thighs, making her quiver under his sinful assault. His dazed eyes locked onto hers, and she smirked, her mind electrified.
Several times, she had thought of doing this with him at the office… But thought it was too soon to let him in.
Screw that thought.
“Oh fuck… yeah!” she cried out, throwing her head back in ecstasy. Her back arched, fingers tangled in his jet-black hair. She was so close-so, so close!
She hit her climax, collapsing on the bed in satisfaction.
Hell! I want more.
Klaus kissed her, making her taste her release. His muscular arms wrapped around her thighs, parting her legs to position himself.
“I love you, Bunnie,” he confessed.
With dreamy eyes, Morticia kissed his lips gently. “I love you, Sin.”
He pushed into her, cursing under his breath. He paused, letting her adjust to him. It hurt briefly, but the pain quickly faded as her arousal overtook her.
He began to move, his pace deliberate. Her nails dug into his back as her moans filled the room.
“Yes!”
“Yes, Sin!… Hngh!!”
Each thrust drove her higher, the pleasure too much to handle. She slammed her hips back against him, matching his rhythm.
She took him so well, her walls gripping him like he was the most intoxicating thing she’d ever known. It was raw, unfiltered pleasure with no rubber interjecing. It was heaven and neither of them cared about anything else.
She reached her climax in no time, her breath heavy as she tried to come down from her high. Klaus kissed her chest, his touch reigniting her body. He loved the way she responded to him, every part of her surrendering to his.
She was his, and he was hers. They were made for each other.
Morticia suddenly flipped him over. He let her, smirking as she pecked his lips.
“My turn, big guy,” she whispered, running her fingers through her hair. She then guided his hardness back into her wet core.
Slowly, she began to move against him, her moans filling the air as their eyes locked. His lips parted as he gripped her waist with one hand, the other trailing up to cup her breast.
“Damn… fuck! Bunnie,” he cursed, losing himself as her pace quickened.
He held her hips and began slamming into her from below.
“Oh, God!!” she cried, throwing her head back as their bodies connected deeply and passionately.
Their souls intertwined as they claimed each other all over again. The night was young, and neither of them had any intention of stopping.