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“You can deny it all you want, but I can smell your arousal through those pretty clothes. I know what you want, what youneed,” he purred, and a quiet squeak of shock and arousal escaped my lips.
That wasn’t possible, right?
I swallowed hard, trying to take stock of my body. Hidden beneath my bra, my nipples were rock hard and extra sensitive, rubbing against the fabric relentlessly. I wanted nothing more than to take it off, but then the lacey fabric of my top would scrape against them instead. My pussy pulsed, the fabric of my panties soaking wet as if to spite myself. I didn’t know what to do.
His gaze stayed locked on mine, holding me captive as I struggled before him to truly take in the full gravity of my situation. For all of my bravado, a part of me felt foolish for testing the dangers of the seedy parts of town, for putting myself at risk just to see him again.
Curiosity kills the cat, they always say.
“You don’t know me,” I scoffed, trying to take the attention off the needlessly throbbing place between my legs.
“I’mgoingto.”
The sudden need to defend myself billowed through me.
I rounded my hands into fists and punched at his chest, while at the same time lifting my knee up firmly between his legs. As if he had seen the whole thing before it happened, he shifted his hips to the side, avoiding the blow with frustrating ease. His hands wrapped around my wrists, lifting them and pressing them firmly over my head against the brick.
In that moment, his presence overwhelmed me, and I couldn’t help but feel utterly helpless. I wasn’t big enough to fight him. I wasn’t strong enough, either. I was just a small slip of a woman compared to his towering frame. I didn’t know how tall he stood, but I was only five foot four inches, and he loomed over me. My guess was that he was at least six foot and a half.
You’re not going to win this fight, and because of that, you’re going to get exactly what you deserve.
“Kane, please,” I tried.
Instead of responding, he leaned in, his breath ghosting against the sensitive little hairs that lined my ear. With an almost feral intensity, he sniffed at the delicate curve of my throat, as if inhaling the very essence of my scent. I trembled in his arms, not sure what he wanted. Would he bite my throat next?
His lips pressed lightly against my neck, his warm kiss sending a jolt of electricity straight down to my clit. Every part of me felt alive against him, each nerve in my body ready to fire at any given moment.
It was as if my body was betraying me more and more with every passing second.
He trailed sweet kisses down the length of my neck, descending further until his mouth grazed against my collar bone. Gooseflesh popped up all over my skin, and I shivered, unintentionally pulling away from the wall and seeking his warmth.
“Your body knows that you belong to me,” he growled.
“It doesn’t,” I pleaded, denying the truth even as my pussy throbbed for him.
“Don’t lie to me. I’m going to show you,” he declared.
He started kissing me again.
His lips blazed a fiery trail down my body, igniting my flesh with every soft caress. His hands, strong and sure, explored my every curve, leaving me trembling with anticipation. The sensation was electric, each brush of his fingertips against my bare skin sending shockwaves of desire rippling through me. As his touch neared the sensitive skin of my thigh, my breathing hitched, and I couldn’t help but arch into his embrace, surrendering to the intoxication of my ever-building desire.
He kissed all the way down to the waistband of my skirt, lifting it to brush his warm mouth directly against my skin. Then, he let go of my wrists and knelt before me, taking my skintight skirt and hiking it all the way up to my waist.
I cried out, shock and embarrassment coursing through me at being handled in such rough a manner, yet my pussy seemingly received a different message. Spiraling threads of arousal coursed straight down my spine and settled deep in my core. The fierce pressure of desire pooled there, and I let out a long breath, trying to grapple with the building intensity of my passionate need.
He glanced up at me and caught my gaze. His smoldered back at me and then, a wicked smirk turned up at the corners of his lips. In the soft light of the moon, the light caught his eyes just so. Up close like this, they were a vivid and mesmerizing dark chocolate shade that glimmered with flecks of gold, and I found myself drowning within their dark, mysterious depths.
“And these panties, did you wear them for me, too?”
“No,” I scoffed, not wanting to admit that I’d done that very thing.
They were a pretty tangerine orange and had been an impulse buy, one of the most expensive pairs that I owned. I’d jumped at the chance to wear them for someone for the first time. I’d even needed to cut the tags off because I’d been saving them for a special occasion. Made completely of lace, the gauzy cloth covered all my naughty bits, but I knew well enough that he could see right through them.
“That’s the second time you’ve lied to me,” he scolded, and my heart dropped to the tips of my toes. His fingers flitted along the top of the lacey waistband, kindling fiery trails of desire to course along my bare flesh.
“I didn’t lie,” I tried.
“Three times,” he said, effectively cutting me off, and I immediately snapped my lips together, although I’m not sure why. Maybe it was the way he’d said it, how he’d implied there would be consequences for lying to him without explicitly saying there would be.
