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Chapter Thirteen: Sailor
I don’t think I’ve ever been this ready or worked up over a man in my entire life. Kane excites me on every level, and finally having his naked, hot body pressed against mine is pure erotic bliss.
The moment he starts to sink his long, hard length inside me, I tilt my hips, welcoming him, but he’s huge. When I tense, he pulls back.
“Okay?” he asks.
“Yeah,” I breathe, opening my legs further to him. Our hands clasp against the bed on either side of my face, fingers lacing, and he slides in again, going deeper. My body stretches around his enormous girth, trying to adjust. I hiss at the slight sting and he pulls back, taking his time, even though I know he’s dying. “Keep going,” I urge him.
“You can take me,” he rasps.
“I know and I will. Don’t stop.” I release one of his hands and place my palm on the side of his face, looking into his eyes so there’s no question about what I say, what I mean, and what I want.
With a grunt, he thrusts inside and I accept him fully. Wrapping my legs around his waist, my body adjusts as he begins to move, gliding in and out, pushing deeper with each stroke.
“Fuck, you feel good,” he grits out.
“So do you,” I say, lifting my hips to meet his, digging my nails into the back of his hand. My other hand grips onto his huge arm and I hold on for dear life as he powers into me. I suck in a sharp breath when he reaches down and begins to massage my sensitive nub.
I can feel my body tightening, the pressure building, and he knows exactly how to bring me to the edge.
“Tell me how good,” he murmurs, kissing the side of my neck.
“Really good.”
“Really fucking good?”
“Yeah,” I manage to say, trying to hold out when his thrusts and fingers are making me lose my mind.
“Say it. I wanna hear you fucking swear.”
“What?” I sound so breathless, not like me at all, and pleasure begins rippling through my body.
“Tell me my cock feels fucking good.”
“It feels…fucking good.” I can feel my cheeks heat up. He knows I never swear, but if there were ever a moment for it to be okay, this is it.
“And tell me you like my fingers on your pussy. Rubbing, stroking, fucking you.”
I moan in response, arching up as everything in me shatters and I climax so hard I see stars. Just like he promised. Kane follows right on my heels, his entire body stiffening, utterly rock-hard. Then a powerful shudder runs through him and he groans through his release.
I’ve never felt this satisfied and completely wiped out after sex. My entire body feels like a bowl of jelly. Kane drops down beside me and I watch as he rolls out of bed, lazily perusing his tight ass as he disappears into the nearby bathroom.Mmm, delish.I get the urge to bite it. Need to make that happen.
A minute later, he’s crawling back in bed with me, pulling me into his arms and nuzzling his face in my hair.
Who is this affectionate man? How can this be the same man I’ve fought with over the years? After one night, everything between us has changed, and even though that scares me, it’s also exhilarating.
Kane doesn’t say anything, just tightens his arms around me and runs a soothing hand up and down my leg.
“You’re being awfully quiet. Run out of dirty things to say?”
He laughs against my neck then pulls back. “You bring it out of me.”
“You, suh, are a wicked bad influence,” I say in a terrible Boston accent and he laughs.
“I am a bad influence.”
“Trying to get me to swear,” I admonish him and lift my foot up, anklet dangling, then hook it over his huge thigh. “Oh, crap.”
