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I whimper with the pulsating sensation, my breath hitched, a powerful concentration of air sucking on my skin.

I gnaw at my lip, my eyes half-closed, my body amazed by this toy that I had no idea existed until now. I resume moving my fingers inside me at the same time, pushing the rose to its next level and intensifying the grip of it. Hitting that button until I’m at its highest speed setting, thrusting myself against it.

My eyes are practically rolling to the back of my head. I let myself get lost in the moment, having my sex sucked by a toy and slamming my fingers inside me over and over. The pleasure is overwhelming.

I’m moaning and arching my back toward the toy and my hand, wanting to get there, needing it deeper.

A creaking sound dances above the buzz of my toy, and I stare ahead.

“Madelyn, are you ok—Oh.” Kayden stops mid-sentence, hair disheveled, shirt half-unbuttoned, sexy as usual, standing by the half-open door of my room, eyes wide. “Fuck.”

I tighten my hand around the toy, turning it off. Kayden’s home. And he just walked in on me pleasuring myself.

My fingers are still inside me as I let my butt fall back on the bed. Even if I want to run and hide, I can’t.

Kayden’s eyes squint, a foggy look taking over them, as his lips curve up into a lopsided grin.

“Don’t let me stop you. I’ll come back later,” he says, palming the door handle. He doesn’t move.

I pull my fingers out and attempt to cover myself, pushing down my gown. My cheeks are painful from how hot they are.

But he’s still standing there, eyes filled with something I know too well. Lust.

“Unless you need some help?” he volunteers, licking his lips.

I’m horny. I need to get the job done.

I want him. I need him. This is because of him.

And okay, maybe the fact that I know Kayden isn’t in any immediate danger because I’m about to catch that fucker helps. But mostly, I can’t think straight. My orgasm is more urgent right now.

“Yes, please.” I lift my gown again and spread my legs open for him.

24

KAYDEN

She’s my little sinner, and I’m about to help her sin.

I shouldn’t do this. Not after what I’ve gone through today, what I did with my own hands.

I said it jokingly, with no expectations. Didn’t think she’d say yes.

My body’s overstimulated at the sight in front of me, pulled to her against my will.

Madelyn, half-naked, fucking exposed to me.

I’m still, staring and licking my lips, yet my feet won’t move.

“Having second thoughts?” My little demon’s propped up on her elbows, leaning back. Her pink panties are lowered halfway down her legs as she spreads her thighs. Her folds are inviting, glistening. “Should I take care of it myself?”

She picks up the suction toy again and turns it on, the buzzing sound getting lost in her whimpers as she presses it against her clit.

“Hmm,” she teases me. “Yeah.”

There’s no hint of the shy Maddy who was startled by me walking in.

The way she gives herself into her desire tightens my cock.