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He feels so good pressed up against me. So right and wrong.

I’m in such a dangerous place. I know all too well what he’s capable of, and yet at the same time, I barely know him at all. I’m certain exploring this path will lead to one of two things. An epic love, or my calamitous self-destruction.

Kayne stirs in his sleep as the early-morning sun brightens the room and the glorious view on display before us. He couldn’t have picked a dreamier destination. I could lay here all day and just admire the tranquil turquoise-blue of the water.

“Mmmm.” Kayne stirs again, this time sliding his hand over my stomach, pulling the hem of my dress up as he goes. “You stayed.”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Don’t know. I guess I expect the worst.”

I put my hand over his, lacing his fingers with mine. He hugs me tighter, digging his erection into my back, making my blood flow increase in speed.

“What would help ease your mind?” I ask softly.

“Knowing last night made a difference.” He skims our entwined fingers down my bare thigh, and kisses me behind my ear.

“It did.” I tilt my head, giving him better access to my neck.

“Good.” He sucks hard on my skin, spurring my whole body to come alive. I let go of his hand as it explores my body, sliding from my hip to my torso then straight up to my breast. He squeezes it roughly over the fabric, pinching my nipple until it pebbles.

“Ellie,” Kayne utters my name painfully, and I know there’s no turning back now. Not that I want to. “I need you so much.”

“I need you, too.” I turn in his arms, desperate for him just to kiss me. And kiss me he does. Like a starving man who’s never tasted sugar before, he invades my mouth, sucking my tongue, forcefully pushing my head into the pillow.

I’m drowning already, and he’s barely even touched me. Kayne breaks our kiss just long enough to rip the lacey panties off my body then reclaims my mouth. I meet him roll for roll and thrust for thrust as our tongues tangle together. “I want to show you,” he says between kisses. “I want to show you how much I missed you.”

Before I even have a chance to respond, he’s repositioning us, sliding off the bed and onto the floor, dragging my lower body with him until my legs are dangling over the side of the mattress. He pulls me up into a sitting position and situates himself between my knees. This is a first, Kayne kneeling before me.

Kayne sucks on his lower lip as he gazes at me, his eyes hungry and his body ready. He takes both thin straps of my dress between his fingers and slowly lowers them down my arms, exposing my breasts. The hunger in his eyes quickly morphs into famine as he drinks in my naked chest, my nipples hardening just from his stare. He leans forward, and I brace myself for his touch, for his lips to find my skin, his mouth to find my aching points. But he only grazes his teeth against my neck and runs his hands up the outside of my thighs. “Can I touch you, Ellie?”

“Yes.” I drop my head back and moan as he kisses my neck and massages my breasts.

“Can I taste you, baby? Can I put my mouth on your pussy and lick you until you come?” Kayne swirls his tongue against my skin mimicking exactly what he would do if I say yes. I’m panting before I know it, his words as illicit as his actions. “Can I?”

“Yes.” I force out the word as he rolls my rock hard nipples between his fingers. God, the effect this man has on me. It’s inhuman and maddening and utterly blissful. Kayne kisses his way down my body, sucking on each of my breasts and stopping short just below my navel. I’m so tuned up I can barely stand it. I almost beg, but I refrain. Anticipating his next move, I watch engrossed as he hooks his arms around my thighs and spreads me wide, locking my legs in place.

“Lean back, Ellie.” He pulls my lower body closer to the edge of the bed just so a bit of my ass is hovering off the side. Resting back on my hands, I grab onto the sheet for support, the two of us breathing raggedly as we stare into each other’s eyes. “I want you to watch. I want you to see how much I missed you.” Kayne tightens his arms and drops his head, and all I can do is hold my breath as his tongue darts out to take its first taste. The contact feels electric as Kayne launches a full-on assault, making sure I see every circle and every thrust. Pink flesh meeting pink flesh, both glistening with my arousal.

Kayne moans against me as he sucks vigorously on my clit.

“You really do taste like cupcakes.” He laps me up like sugary frosting, and all I can do is quiver uncontrollably. He isn’t wasting a moment pushing me to the brink.

“Kayne.” I moan his name, close my eyes, and drop my head back as the sensations completely take over.

“Don’t take your eyes off me, Ellie.” He halts all movement, and I snap my head up. “I want you to see. I want you to watch me make you come.” His stare is sharp as a knife and dark with desire. I know that look. It’s his unyielding need for control—his dominant side waking from a yearlong slumber. It makes me shiver in all the right ways. It’s such a fucking turn on that I almost hate myself for loving it. But it’s his dominance that made me realize what we were both capable of. I drop my gaze as Kayne leans back down, trapping my swollen clit between his teeth and gently bites. I try to buck my hips as a zap of pleasure courses through my body, but his hold has my lower half restrained.

Oh God, I’m so close—watching him, feeling him, succumbing to him.

“Kayne, please,” I cry out as he brushes his tongue over the entire length of my slit, driving me mad.

I’ve had just about all I can take when he finally decides to take pity on me and apply the pressure I need. Forced to watch as he fucks me with his mouth, stabbing my entrance repeatedly with his masterful tongue, everything south tightens and tingles. “Oh God, please.”

I gasp. “Please, Kayne, may I come?”

As soon as the words leave my lips, the energy in the room changes. He looks up at me as I stare down, my heart pounding in my ears as he slows his strokes.

“Ellie, you just made me hard as fuck, but you don’t have to ask my permission anymore,” he says gruffly, between licks. “You’re free to come whenever you want.”