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“Yes. I locked the damn door if that makes it more acceptable.”
“What if they hear us?” I ask as he climbs off the bed, shoves his pants, and removes something from his back pocket.
“We’ll try not to be as loud as Shep and his harem. How about that?” he asks breathlessly, covering himself before climbing back onto the bed with me.
When he slides back between my open and waiting thighs, I wrap my arms around him, bringing him closer. His scent is warm and inviting. I get a wisp of cherries, leather, and pine from his hair and body.
My fingers entwine in the strands of his dark hair when he lowers his mouth to my breast and sucks it into his mouth.
“Kincaid,” I call because I want him to watch me. He deserves to see the pleasure that he’s etched onto my face.
When his gaze meets mine, he bites down hard on my nipple, and tears spring to my eyes. He doesn’t ease up on the pain he’s inflicting, but he continues watching me as his teeth maintain the same pressure.
When it feels like it’s becoming unbearable, he moves to the other nipple and repeats the act.
“Fuck!” I hiss, arching my hips up and feeling the weight of his heavy cock pressing against my core.
Kincaid pulls back and runs his thumbs across both nipples, and the light flicking that he’s doing, combined with the coolness from the absence of his mouth, brings a pleasant sensation. His hands massage my breasts in opposite directions as he licks my neck.
“I want you inside of me, Cade,” I moan.
He slides down and presses my legs against the bed before blowing air on my clitoris. My hips jerk up and sideways at an awkward angle. His tongue flickers out and swipes my clit and presses against it before he removes his mouth and blows on it again.
He squeezes my thighs tightly, nips my clit, and then blows on it again. Another hand moves up and caresses my left breast.
“Please,” I beg, gripping a handful of his hair and pushing him closer to me.
Shaking his head, he says, “Don’t get punished.”
“Thought you said you didn’t play games.”
His heated gaze flicks up to me, and then he says, “I don’t. I’m pleasing your body.”
I can’t deny that because he’s giving me pleasure that I don’t want to stop, but I’m ready for him to put me out of my misery. The alternating cool and warm sensations from his breath and heavy and light touches drive me insane.
A hand smooths down the curve of my hip when he bites my nipple again the next time. Frustration fills me when he flips me onto my belly. I want his tongue or dick inside me, and I’m not selective about which one.
His hands smooth over my ass before he kneads it.
“Relax,” he says.
I do, pressing my face into the pillow and allowing my body to drift into the zone that he’s in. His finger presses against my ass, and I feel him stretching my hole. Involuntarily I squeeze my ass cheeks together, forcing him back.
His chuckle sounds so provocative and loud in the room.
“I’ll never hurt you.”
“Already did that,” I moan, referencing my sore nipples.
“Not without bringing you pleasure.”
A smile lights up my face when I think about how he’s been blowing on me. My ass stings with his well-timed and slow but hard bite.
“Damn!” I hiss, drowning out my voice in the pillow.
Although he’s been doing other things, he hasn’t stopped rubbing my ass, and I wonder if he’s trying to relax me to penetrate it. I hope not because we’re both about to be disappointed. I don’t do ass-play.
A smack so loud that I worry it wakes the others sound out in the room. It’s several seconds later before my pain receptors kick in, and I realize that it’s my ass that’s been slapped. It stings, but he brings his hand down on the other cheek before I can complain.
