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With my head in the clouds, I sighed happily, enjoying the tiny quivers of pleasure that raced through me after my climax had ended. Fully satiated, I cocked my head and met his eyes. I couldn’t help but glimpse the unfathomable darkness that resided within them.

In that moment, a shiver of realization coursed through me, and I understood that he was far from finished with me. There was an abyss of experiences, pleasures, and mysteries waiting to be unveiled, each more intense than the last. It was as if I had crossed a threshold into a world where the rules of desire had been redefined, and the journey ahead promised to be more perilous and intoxicating than anything I had ever imagined.

His mouth centered on top of my clit, and while he steadily held my gaze, he sucked inwards, taking my sensitive bud captive once again. A smirk glimmered on his lips as my mouth opened with a shocked gasp, seemingly unable to comprehend what was happening.

“You can’t mean to… not so soon…” I exclaimed, my desperation clear from the trembling of my voice.

I’d never come more than once in my life. I didn’t even know if I was capable of it, but somehow Kane had hit something deep inside me that made my passionate need rear its head once again. That now familiar, deep pressure began to build in my core, churning and tightening with every passing second.

He didn’t listen.

I cried out as he drew me a little farther into his mouth. Without meaning to, I bucked my hips, unintentionally grinding my needy little bud on his tongue. His rough flesh made a moan escape my lips unexpectedly, and I snapped my mouth shut, trying not to let him know just how much of an effect he was having on me.

I fought a valiant battle against the relentless tide of desire that threatened to overwhelm me, but my inevitable loss chewed at my insides. The inner conflict raged within me, urging me to resist, but the wet warmth of his mouth was too tempting. Unable to withstand the fight against my building pleasure, I was forced to give into the irresistible pull.

I came for a second time—for the first time in my life.

With a scream of surrender and my heart pounding in my chest, a spider web of desire blossomed in my core, sending fiery threads up and down my limbs, making my toes curl and my fingers tighten into fists in the fabric of his blazer. My hips rocked back and forth, scraping my clit against the rough surface of his tongue over and over again, dragging my pleasure up into the stars and refusing to let me go.

Then, my orgasm drew higher, and I was falling into the dark abyss of desire. There was nothing for me to do but writhe and quiver and moan and take the pleasure he forced on me. The rough pads of his fingers dug into my hips, and I knew they’d likely bruise, but I kind of liked the idea of wearing his marks.

With that second orgasm, there was a tiny glimmer of pain along with the pleasure. It only heightened my release, making it that much harder than the first. Every nerve in my body fired, and I screamed again, writhing through every last second as my pleasure consumed me.

When my climax finally crested and began to fade, my heart was hammering in my chest and my skin felt flushed with fever. I expected his mouth to pull away from my pussy, to give me the briefest of seconds of recovery, but he didn’t give me that.

He feasted on my pussy like I was his first sip of water after being lost in the desert for days. His fingers dug into me possessively, and I screamed, fearful of what came next but also wanting to know what it felt like. Could I come for a third time? Was it even possible?

The answer was yes.

I very much could.

He forced my climax to a head in an embarrassingly short amount of time. Droplets of sweat barreled down my spine, cool against the heated surface of my flesh. More sweat beaded at my brow.

For the first time, pain edged forward before the pleasure swept me away. It was as if my core had been stabbed with a knife, my sensitive little clit throbbing against his tongue. The passionate need turned vicious, like a turbulent storm gearing up to hit the coast. Lost in the unending waves of desire, I bucked on his shoulders, but he held me firmly in place.

“Kane, please,” I breathed.

I suffered through that orgasm, every muscle in my body tightening for what felt like forever until it finally let me go. When I came down, he finally pulled his mouth away from my pussy, and I sighed in relief.

“I’m not through with you yet,” he warned, and my stomach flip flopped inside of me. I drew in a breath, nervous, but still unabashedly aroused. Slowly, he put me down on the ground, and I stood on unsteady legs as he took a small step back.

My gaze was fixated on Kane as he leisurely unbuttoned his blazer, each movement deliberate and tantalizing. The soft rustle of fabric filled the charged air, creating an almost hypnotic beat that drew me even deeper into his spell. My breath hitched as my eyes followed the path of his hands, trailing down to where he expertly unbuckled his belt.

The leather slipped free from its confines like a soft whisper, revealing the sculpted lines of his body beneath. The low hum of desire that permeated the air intensified, making my heart race as I watched him, acutely aware of his every move as he slowly freed his cock.

I gulped when I laid eyes on it for the first time.

It was a monstrosity. It was thicker than a soda can and far longer than anyone I’d ever taken before. It was a deep tan, with veins throbbing with blood on either side. The head was thicker than the rest, and there was already a drop of precum dribbling out from the slit on top.

My mouth watered, and my pussy practically quivered at the sight of it. I wanted to reach out and touch him, but when I realized I was staring, I quickly jerked my eyes up to meet his. A telltale blush bloomed across my cheeks, the heat giving away my shame in spades.

“Now, little one, are you ready for your fucking?”

CHAPTER10

Lexie

The air between us evaporated, and it suddenly became impossible for me to draw in a breath. My frantic heartbeat only pounded that much faster as my breathing turned ragged. I stared into those dark chocolate depths, trying to figure out if he was truly going to take me right here and now.

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