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“Forcing you to focus on me, babygirl. You need far more than just my tongue tonight,” he chided, and I felt a rush of heat flush over my cheeks. I glanced from him down to the gun and a nervous feeling fluttered in the pit of my tummy.
The next few seconds happened very slowly.
First, he grabbed my hips and flipped me over on my stomach.
Then he wrapped his fingers around my hips and hiked them up.
Lastly, the barrel of the gun pressed against my soaked slit.
The rest of the world faded away.
I started and tried to pull away, but his hand twisted around my left shoulder, holding me in place without much effort. My anxiety evaporated and every part of my being was centered on the fact that there was a gun pressed against my pussy and nothing else. In addition, the stark realization that I was on complete display for him like this truly hit me.
I should be terrified. The gun should have sent shivers of fear down my spine the moment the metal touched my flesh.
But it didn’t.
Instead, I was deeply aroused. I knew Kane would never truly hurt me. My mind was screaming at me to escape, but I did nothing of the sort. My body held me firmly in place, as if I wanted to find out what he had in mind despite the danger wrapped up in it.
I recognized something else then. The gun was still warm.
He started to move it. My arousal quickly soaked the metal as he glided it back and forth through my wet slit, and a strangled moan escaped my lips.
And then something alarming happened.
My clit throbbed against the cold hard steel, like I was enjoying this.
I shouldn’t. This was wicked and wrong and terribly dangerous, at least that’s what I kept telling myself as the gun stroked my needy little bud.
I cried out, finally remembering myself. I tried to crawl away, but he held me in place. My fear finally reared its head, but it twisted with my arousal and turned my passionate need into something terrifyingly intense.
My desire swept through me like a tornado, tingles centering deep in my core before I could even think to stop it. I closed my eyes, overtaken in an instant. Completely engulfed within the swarm of my own passionate need, I was helpless against it.
Every limb of my body tingled with sensation, and before I realized what was happening, I was approaching the edge of climax. Pleasure billowed up from my core, overwhelming me in a fit of tingling fire before I realized that I was coming.
There was no stopping it. It was as though I’d been hit by a freight train of searing desire all at once. I threw my head back and arched my spine, pressing against the warm metal as I sought out my own pleasure. With bold intention, I ground myself against the barrel of the weapon as white-hot bliss raced through me like a burst of sunlight breaking through the clouds.
By the time my orgasm ended, I was fraught with anxious arousal, and I realized that one release hadn’t been enough. It was just the tip of the iceberg, and I wanted so much more.
He seemed to read my mind.
With a harsh grab, he flipped me over on my back. I looked up at him, staring into the dark chocolate pools of his gaze. I saw an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. It was a raw, primal hunger, a burning desire that seemed to consume him entirely.
His chiseled jawline bore a hint of savagery beneath that hunger. His lips, so often curved into a confident and reassuring grin, were slightly parted, revealing a trace of his own anticipation. His beard added to the rugged allure of his appearance, making him appear even more irresistibly masculine. But it was his eyes, those intense pools of desire, that held me captive, making it impossible to look away. His thumb grazed across my clit, and I shuddered with pleasure.
Then, his other hand dropped, and the round barrel of the gun pressed against my entrance, threatening and promising all in the same breath.
My heartbeat quickened and my breathing came in rapid, shallow gasps. My muscles tensed and I felt a bead of sweat drip down between my breasts. With a soft whimper, I realized my body had begun to tremble and that my mouth had gone dry.
“You can’t mean to…” I whispered, and the dark sound of his chuckle echoed throughout the cabin.
Slowly, he pushed the gun forward and I keened, but some invisible force held me in place. My fear spiraled up into the clouds, twisting and turning with my desire until it turned into something I hardly recognized.
Raw animalistic pleasure reigned free inside of me as the metal began to stretch me open.
“You’re going to come for me, nice and hard, sweet mate. If you don’t, you’re not going to earn my cock,” he declared. His thumb rolled over my clit, and a shiver of raw ecstasy pulsed through me.
This was beyond dangerous, but there was something about it that drove me crazy with need. I cried out as the gun sank deeper and deeper inside of me. It wasn’t as thick as his cock, but it burned going inside all the same. My inner walls fluttered around the foreign object, but there was little I could do other than take it.
