“Kane.” It’s hard to speak past the sudden lump in my throat. I don’t even know what to say.
“Yes, baby,” he replies, slowly sliding one hand up the back of my thigh and over my ass. His other hand grips the back of my neck, holding me close.
My nipples brush his hard chest, and I gasp, clutching his wet shoulders.
“I want to know more about you.” His gaze drops to my mouth as his hot, hard length presses against my slit. “What’s your favorite food?”
“What’s your favorite food?”
“Lasagna.”
“I like lasagna, too.”
He drags me over his length, and I part my lips with a moan. “Why does your brother not want you to see me?”
His cock splits my pussy lips as I slide back down, my head falling back.
“Oh my god. It feels… It feels…”
“Amazing, I know, but Jessica…” Kane’s voice rumbles, distant and rough. “…why does he not want you to see me?”
“Besides the obvious? You’re bad news.”
“Bad news, huh?”
His shaft drags up my slit again, the head bumping my clit.
“Why am I bad news, baby? Aside from the fact that I’m about to tear into your pussy out here in the open?”
“You’re not fucking me, Kane.” My breathy, needy voice convinces no one.
His hand tangles in my hair, pulling my gaze to his. “We both know I am. Now answer the question.”
Yes, we both know he is, but I’m still going to resist.
Kane lifts me higher, making me bounce with a surprised yelp before his hot mouth closes around my nipple.
“Fuck,” I choke out. He sucks on the sensitive bud, then swirls his skilled tongue around the other, arousal coiling lowand tight in my belly, a slow burn that leaves me trembling in his arms.
As he lowers me back down and glides his cock through my slit, the world narrows to the heat where our bodies meet. My pulse kicks deep and low, every beat louder than it should be.
“Answer the question,” Kane demands, his voice tense with arousal.
“You’re from the Heights. You fuck girls and then leave them, and you’ll hurt me.” The words tumble out in a breathy rush. “Dating someone from the Heights is against the rules. It would ruin our family’s reputation. And your family is dangerous.”
The heat in his eyes cools, but only for a moment. “What about your friends? You’re close to your sister and that girl with the purple hair.”
“Rain. She’s my best friend.”
“Is she against me, too?” Kane asks, teasing me with the crown of his cock, rubbing it through my slit while his arm bands around my waist.
I shake my head. He traps his bottom lip between his teeth, his focus fixed on my mouth and eyes. “What do I need to know about her?”
What is this? A million questions. An interrogation.
“Nothing.”
“There must be something.” He presses just enough at my entrance to make me squirm, still not filling me.
