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“We need to play her game,” Kole whispers. “She wants to break us. She wants me for herself. We need to let her think that’s what’s going to happen because I'm—”

He stops and his breath hitches.

“Because you’re her only weakness?” I whisper.

Kole sighs. His hands slip beneath my shirt and rest on my belly. “Yes,” he says. “I think so.”

Forcing myself to remember how to breathe, I lean back into him and nudge his hands lower. “Just remember you’re mine,” I mutter as I slide his hands into my underwear.

Kole inhales sharply as he finds my wetness.

I open my legs for him, and he slides two fingers inside.

I gasp and angle my hips so he can insert a third. Then a fourth.

He stretches me wide, then uses his other hand to start playing with my clit.

I wrap one arm around his neck, and reach back with the other but he catches my wrist. “Not now,” he says. “Now… it’s about you.”

A shudder runs through my entire body.

My pussy aches for him.

I bite my lower lip and start to jerk my hips up into his rhythm.

He leans down and kisses my neck, my ear, my lips.

“I wish I could see your fingers fucking me,” I breathe as he rotates his wrist and slides them in at an angle that makes me purr.

“Come here and let me taste you…” he murmurs.

Without hesitation, I stand, take off my pants, and lower myself onto Kole’s face. It’s dark, and I have to feel my way, but when I’m finally positioned with my thighs either side of his head, and my hands braced on the wall, he starts to lick me.

The sounds he makes drive me wild.

It’s as if he’s enjoying every taste of my juices, and still wants more.

I know we’re making too much noise.

I know Kim must be awake and listening to us, and somehow I don’t care.

Kole thrusts his fingers into me while his tongue works my clit.

He sucks, and laps, then runs his spare hand up and down my body.

I’m so close to coming I can hardly stand it. Heat swells in my core. My pussy tightens around his fingers.

I yell and scrape my fingers down the wall, then stop.

“We can’t… I can’t…” I shake my head and sit up, taking my warmth from his lips.

Kole is panting, and growls with frustration. But then he reaches up, grabs my hips, and tugs until I slide back down his body and lie on top of him, breathing hard.

He kisses my forehead, and strokes me in a different way.

As if he is trying to soothe my aching by being gentle and loving instead of dripping with passion.

Somehow, slowly, I begin to feel fulfilled even though I didn’t come.