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“What are you doing?” I exhale as my hips try to follow his fingers.

“I’m going to shave my pussy,” he says as he reaches over to grab my razor that’s hanging on the wall, and two fingers dive into my pussy to grab more cream, making me cry out at the intrusion. Finally.

“Fuck, little hellcat.” He groans, closing his eyes just for a moment before opening them and meeting mine. “I can’t wait to feel this tight cunt around my cock.” My walls tighten around his fingers at that. “You like that idea, baby? The thought of my thick, hard cock stuffing this tight cunt?”

“No.” I whine at the loss of his fingers as he pulls out, my hips following them on instinct, searching and wanting the release I’ve been chasing. “I mean yes. Yes!” I cry out.

“Shh. You’ll get it, little hellcat. But first, I need to take care of my pussy,” he says as he rubs the evidence of my arousal he scooped out of me with his fingers around, making sure every inch of my skin is coated. “Spread your legs for me,” he says as he lightly taps the inside of my thigh. A shudder runs through me in anticipation of what's to come. I spread my legs just before the hand unoccupied by the razor rubs circles around my entrance. My hips start rotating, trying to follow.

“Hold still,” he orders. I obey instantly, wanting whatever he’s willing to give me. I’m rewarded by him roughly shoving two fingers in, increasing the pace as he pumps them in and out before he takes the razor and lightly drags it up toward my stomach.

“Oh my god.” I gasp.

This has to be the most erotic and intense feeling I have ever felt. The combination of his thick fingers working me and the tingly glide of the razor has me clamping down, my body trying to keep Cain inside of me.

Another swipe, and I feel that familiar sensation start to build. My walls grow even tighter around his fingers. It’s so close I can taste it. If I had a clearer head, I would be embarrassed by how immense this orgasm is about to be. I just need a little more.

Cain rumbles as my legs start to shake. “You’re close but not quite there yet. Want to know how I know? Because this cunt is mine. And because it’s mine, my cunt doesn’t come until I tell it to.”

Just before his last swipe of the razor, his thumb finds my clit. “Come, little hellcat,” he demands. My walls clench his fingers so tight he can barely move them as I come crashing over the edge with his name on my lips.

“So soft and pretty. I love hearing my name on your lips when you come,” he mumbles against my lips, his fingers lightly pumping in and out as I come down. I let out a whine as he removes his fingers. “I know, little hellcat. I know.” He coos as he wipes my juices on my mound again. This time in a soothing way.

I reach for his dick as he pulls away. Before I can catch it, a hurt look takes over my face before he answers softly, “This was just for you, little hellcat. There will be plenty of other times when you can return the favor.” He places a light kiss on my lips and winks before stepping out of the shower, leaving me alone under the spray that is now lukewarm as all of the events of what just went down hit me at once.

Oh my god.

What the fuck just happened?

I basically just let some random guy who I think is a major fucking dick, hot, but a fucking dick, finger-fuck me against my shower wall and shave my pussy.

I’m not that girl.

I’ve had one one-night stand my entire life, and I hated myself afterward. I know some people love them, and hats off to you sister, but it’s just not for me. I need some sort of a connection before wham, bam, thank you ma’am. And what if Zeke finds out?

Oh my god. Zeke.

It’s okay. We didn’t go all of the way. I’ll just walk out of here and act like nothing happened.

“When you’re done freaking out, babe, I’d like to go get some food,” Cain calls from my bedroom, snapping me out of my panicked thoughts.

“I’m not freaking out,” I shout back, irritation clear in my voice before I reach down and turn off the now-cold water.

I sigh as I wrap the thick, fluffy bath towel around my body. I may not have ninety percent of my house done, but you bet your ass that I went all out on fancy bath towels. The fabric on your skin makes you feel like you’re staying at a five-star resort.

Looking at my flushed cheeks in the mirror, I can’t help but think, what in the hell did I just get myself into?

Chapter Nineteen

CAIN

Something in me changed during that shower.

I don’t know what came over me, but as soon as I heard her turn the water on, I found myself stripping down and joining her. Half of me expected her to kick my ass out. But when she leaned back into me?

Fuuuuck.

I knew I was done for when I saw that her nipples were pierced. A man can only take so much. And that was the hottest thing I’ve ever done. And I’ve been with a lot of women, women who live life on the wild side and love to fuck and party with no shits given. I’ve even been to sex clubs and gotten my kink on there. But never in my life have I gotten my kink on with someone I felt a connection to. The razor thing was a first. I’ve never felt possessive of a pussy before, but once I felt it clench around my fingers, I knew it was mine.

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