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His lips devoured the skin of my calves, my thighs, the backs of my knees, and it was such an overload of sensation on a place that had never received that much attention before that I found myself panting against the smooth surface of the table, shifting my hips desperately as my hands clenched and unclenched.
I needed release. I needed relief. I was so fucking desperate, so ready to come, so close.
“Touch yourself, Coralee.” Kace bit down on the swell of my ass cheek, and I jumped. He licked the sting away, then slid one finger through my folds from behind, brushing against my clit as he did. “Make yourself come. Open yourself up for me.”
He kept his fingers there as I slowly unwrapped one of my hands from the edge of the table, and when my fingertips found my clit, his joined them. For a moment, we were both touching the little bundle of nerves, our wet fingers sliding together. He placed his over mine and felt the rhythm as I began to massage myself in tight circles, moving fast and hard as I chased the orgasm I needed so badly.
“Fuck, yes. Fuck.” He sounded as close to losing it as I was, and he slicked his fingers in my wetness again before bringing them up between my ass cheeks. “Like that, Princess. Fucking come.”
And I did. My fingertips blurred on my clit as I tightened and convulsed, pleasure moving through me like an unstoppable wave. As aftershocks made me shudder, I felt the pressure of a fingertip at my back hole, and this time, Kace did go deep. He slid in until he felt me tense, then paused a second before pushing in farther.
When he added a second finger, my toes curled inside my shoes, my back arching as my head came off the table. For a second, the fear returned, but then Kace’s large body draped over mine. He brushed the hair off my neck and kissed his way up the side of my throat, brushing his lips over my ear.
“I’ve got you. I’ve always got you.”
I turned my head, craning my neck to find his mouth and kissing him hard and deep as his second finger joined the first, working slowly into my ass, lubricating and stretching, letting me adjust to the feeling.
It still hurt a bit, but the pain was beginning to fade as adrenaline tore through me, leaving just the feeling of fullness.
The feeling of some unfulfilled promise.
Of intense need.
“Keep touching yourself,” he muttered against my lips. “Don’t stop. And push back against me.”
I did as he commanded. My body was already hungry for another orgasm, and heat began to spread through my lower body as I massaged my aching clit again. I wasn’t sure how he knew how to do this so well, how to work with my body and keep me relaxed—and then the sudden, unpleasant thought struck me that even though this was my first time, it might not be his.
A surge of possessive jealousy reared up in me, and I felt a violent need to erase the memories of any other girl from his mind. To wipe them out of existence. To be the only one he ever thought about.
I pushed back against the intrusion of his fingers with my inner muscles, and when I relaxed, he slid in deeper, moving the two thick digits to stretch me out even more.
My knees were shaking, and I could feel a sheen of sweat cover
ing my skin. My breath was coming in short, choppy pants as an overload of sensations assaulted my nerve-endings.
“Kace! Fuck… Kace!”
My cry was naked and raw as I wrenched my lips away from his, and I didn’t give a shit whether he’d locked the door behind us or even whether he’d closed it. All I cared about was the feel of him inside me, the emptiness he was filling with both pleasure and pain.
“Are you ready, Coralee?” he asked, pressing his lips to the corner of my mouth, my cheek, my jaw. His kisses were soft, but the movement of his fingers in my ass had become rougher, making my hips sway forward every time he plunged into me.
“Yes,” I grunted. “Yes. Yes.”
And then his fingers were sliding out of me, leaving me feeling strangely barren and empty. A second later his clothes rustled, and the sharp hiss of a zipper made goose bumps scatter across my skin. I felt the heat of him behind me before he even touched me, and when his hands fell on my hips, my breath caught.
He held me firmly, his hips pulsing forward as his cock slid between my legs, between my folds, brushing against my fingers as they worked my clit. I could feel him coating himself in my wetness, and I gathered more for him, slipping my fingers inside myself before sliding them over the underside of his thick shaft.
He’s so big. He’s so fucking big.
A thrill of fear ran through me, but it only heightened my arousal, and as Kace pulled back slightly, my fingers found my clit again, ramping up the need coiling inside me even more.
One of his large hands left my hip, and I could feel him lining himself up, positioning the head of his cock right where I would take him.
Then…
Pressure.
A bite of pain.
