He stands from the couch with me wrapped around him. “That’s what I thought.” His footsteps echo through the hall as he makes his way to my room.
He lays me on the bed, then quickly strips out of his clothes. Not wanting to wait any longer, I awkwardly kick off my socks and leggings.
Kane and I lock eyes with our thumbs hooked into our underwear. With some unspoken countdown, we slide them off in unison.
My mouth goes dry at the sight of his cock. I saw it through his briefs and felt it beneath me on the couch, but nothing prepared me for the real thing.
If there is such a thing as a perfect cock, it would probably be his.
Then he’s on his stomach, pressing my thighs further apart. His breath ghosts across sensitive skin, delicious shivers of anticipation rolling through me.
The first swipe of his tongue threatens to send me jolting off the bed. It’s almost criminal how quickly he works me to the edge.
“Kane,” I breathe out between desperate gasps for air.
“Yes, sweetheart,” he says, pulling back ever so slightly.
“I’m so close,” I whimper.
“Good… I want you to come all over my mouth.”
I barely have time to process the effect of his crude words before his mouth is back on me. There’s no stopping him now. He is bound and determined to make me come… and come I do.
I grip onto his hair to the point that it must be painful. I moan loudly, letting the blissful feeling wash over every inch of me.
He stays nestled between my legs as I slowly fall from the peak of my orgasm, peppering gentle kisses along my inner thighs.
“You’re beautiful when you come,” he says, looking up at me reverently.
I would probably blush, but my cheeks are already flushed from the intense orgasm I just experienced. My hand flops over my face as I laugh quietly.
“Mmm,” I mumble because my brain is still not completely online yet. I peek at him through my fingers, seeing him move to stand beside the bed.
“Death by orgasm?” he asks with a smirk.
I laugh again. “Pretty much.”
My eyes dart around in confusion when he disappears from my room, but my worries settle a moment later when he comes back in with his discarded jeans in hand.
There’s still a smile on his face as he retrieves a condom from his wallet and slides it over his impressive length.
“Eager?” I ask, quirking a brow.
“For you?” His eyes rake over the entirety of my body. “Fuck yes.”
I lay back on the pillow, motioning him forward with my finger. “Come here.”
He crawls up the length of the bed and over me in the perfect imitation of the animal on his arm. I’ve never wanted to be prey before, but now I am very much a willing participant.
His weight settles over me in the most delicious way as he kisses me. I tilt my hips, and his cock is right there.
I grind my hips into him, my clit sliding along the length of his cock. A full body shiver moves through me from the simple contact alone.
Fuck.I want him.Now.
He must sense my desperation because he moves down ever so slightly until the head of his cock is at my entrance. He stares at me for confirmation that this is what I want.
I give him a small nod, and he slides in.
