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My cries are drowned out by the hellacious party music, and my shaking body turns overly sensitive to touch as I fall off the peak of surrealism. I shiver as his lips brush against the insides of my thighs, kissing me with a much lighter touch than I crave right now.
I start to get up, ready to end this teasing game, but he pushes me down and pins my hands above my head with just one of his strong hands. With his free hand, he starts undoing his pants. The sound of his zipper sliding down almost hurts my ears with the building anticipation.
My whole body is throbbing for him, ready to be claimed as he slowly takes his time.
"Please," I release in a pathetic whisper as my hips arch to try and meet his.
He smiles, clearly enjoying my desperation, and then he bends down to bring those soft, perfect lips to my neck. He nips at me, bringing my skin between his teeth, and I moan without even knowing why.
"You sound like you really want me."
He's toying with me, reveling in my desire for him. My hunger only grows with each drawn out moment, and I start shivering as though I'm a junkie dealing with a need for the high.
The second I'm about to release a painful cry from the absurd reaction, he plunges deep inside of me, releasing my hands simultaneously. It's so forceful, so sudden, and so painfully perfect that it takes my breath and forces a grunt through my lips.
"Damn, you feel so good," he murmurs as he pulls back and surges in deeper.
Again, my breath is forced out in a grunt as our bodies collide with the forceful impact. I claw at him, desperate to feel him even closer, as if that's possible.
"Tell me again," he murmurs into the crook of my neck as he claims my body with his.
"What?" I moan out, gripping him even tighter.
"What you feel for me."
I try to catch my breath so I can release a well articulated line, but it's pointless. Half moaning, half gasping, I murmur, "I love you."
His rhythm quickens, letting me know that was the magical phrase he sought, and then he tangles a hand in my hair to jerk my head back, exposing my neck. The pain is sublime and welcome. I'm not sure what's wrong with me, but I'd let him do anything he wanted to in this moment.
He nips at my neck over and over, making my body all the hotter as he punishes me with the most exquisite, rough thrusts. He releases his hold on my hair as his hand slides down to my throat in a choking motion, making all the blood rush to my head in an arousing high.
I start to cry out, almost reaching my peak once more, but he slows his rhythm and releases his hold on my throat as I lose the edge.
"Kane," I plead, desperate to fall into that incredible release once more.
His smile is dark, exciting me to my core. I've never seen him like this, but damn it's sexy.
"Not yet. Tell me you're mine," he murmurs as he arches my hips to start owning me from a different, more salaciously divine angle.
I cry out, the force being just painful enough to be incredibly intoxicating.
"Tell me," he prompts, threatening to slow his rhythm once more.
"I'm yours," I gush out without hesitation, and suddenly that rhythm he's set becomes all the more surreal.
I hold on as though I'm on some hellacious ride that holds my life in its hands. He grips me tighter, pushing me farther with each incredible stroke, until I finally scream out my release and shudder in his hold.
His warmth fills me, making his strangled moan come out in a delicious huff as he stills himself at the deepest point within me. Collapsing to my side, he pulls me into his arms and kisses me so sweetly.
"I have got to stop doing that," he murmurs as if to himself.
"Stop doing what? Making me feel as though I've been lifted ten feet off the ground while having an epic out of body experience?"
He lets out a laugh, and then he shakes his head while kissing me once more.
"I need to go tell the guys to wrap this party up. I'm exhausted, and I just want to hold my girl in silence."
I smile as I snuggle into him. I don't know how I'll ever let him go, but right now isn't the time.
