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“Take your hair down.”
I do as I was told.
He inches closer while drinking me in, his eyes roaming up and down my body. He runs his hand over his face, stopping at his chin, and bites into his thumb.
And, finally—fucking finally—he’s directly in front of me. “You’re beautiful. Absolutely stunning, Chloe.” His compliment sparks through me stronger than anything I’ve felt with another man.
His hand then moves to my chin, and he strokes it. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Uh … yes?”
“Do you want me to fuck you, or do you want to fuck me?”
Holy motherfucking hell.
I gulp, suddenly feeling out of breath. “I want to fuck you.”
He smiles in satisfaction before capturing my hand, jerking me into the living room, and then collapses on the sofa. He gestures to his cock and spreads his legs. “Fuck me then.”
I eye the cleft in his chin and take a deep breath.This will change everything.
It’s one thing, giving in to my desire when he’s the initiator, but another to climb onto his lap and ride him. To fuck him. He’s forcing me to make every decision on whether we cross this line.
Deep breaths expel from his lips while he awaits my next move, and the shock on his face when I fall to my knees at his feet satisfies me.
“Fuck,” he hisses with a clenched jaw.
It’s time for me not to play fair. I waste no time in tightening my fingers around his cock again, and it twitches in my hand. I slowly stroke him, and with deep pleasure, I watch the torture on his face—torture of not being in control.
He hisses through his teeth when I bend forward to rub his cock against my nipple back and forth before releasing it as my mouth waters. I lick up his cock before sucking on the base at the bottom, and then I slide my tongue up, licking and sucking on his tip.
He bites into his lower lip and sucks in a breath. He tilts his hips up, asking for more.
I’m aching for him to be inside me but also throbbing to taste him again. I swallow before taking him fully in my mouth, sliding my tongue along the length, and then I bob my head up and down. My hands rest on his strong thighs for me to get the right angle to suck him perfectly. When I glimpse up at him, I see Kyle with his hands laced behind his neck as he stares at me with desperation.
I feel like I’m on a caffeine buzz, and I’m soaked between my legs.
“Yes, just like that, baby,” he groans. “Don’t stop.Fuck. Don’t stop.”
I pause. “What if I want to stop to ride your cock?”
His hand drops to massage my cheek, and his face turns soft. “Chloe, anytime you want to ride my cock, I give you permission to always stop what you’re doing.”
The compassionate look on his face mixed with his dirty words captivates me, and I take a deep breath before standing tall while his cock stands before me.
This is it.
No going back.
I can no longer say I resisted the temptation of Kyle Lane.
I’m throwing down the white flag with no apologies.
I can’t help but grin at his surprise when I crawl up his lap, grab him by the base, and slowly lower myself down on him, my thighs hitting his with a smack. He fills me up perfectly, like he’s always belonged there, already hitting my spots before I’ve even moved. I use his shoulders for support to lift myself up and then fall down. One of his hands spans over my hip while the other cups my chin, pulling me in for a kiss.
“Fuck me like you said you would,” he demands, pulling away before pushing me back against his mouth.
Our kiss is deep, and the hand resting on my chin lowers to my breast, cupping it. He slowly strokes my nipple with his thumb before pinching it. As I set my pace, Kyle uses his hands as a weapon, moving them everywhere—from my hips to my breasts and then to my back.
