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Evan’s cheeks turn a light shade of pink. “You can’t just say things like that.”

“Uh-huh.” I grin while shaking my head. “I sucked those pretty toes and that pretty pussy. That makes them mine now. ” I wink as her cheeks turn an even darker shade of pink at the mention of that.

“That was a one-time thing.” Evan sniffs.

“The fuck it is. You were dripping. Try denying it. I dare you.”

“Not everything makes me wet, Cain.” Evan rolls her eyes.

A deep laugh escapes me. It feels good to finally be with someone who can make you laugh during chaos. It feels good to finally have something that feels like home.

Chapter Forty

EVAN

He just had to bring it up.

Cain has this whole silver fox thing going on. Mix that with the tattoos and energy that commands your attention when he enters a room? Yeah. This man knows the effect he has on the opposite sex. I want this man to worship me until I can’t walk for a week.

The way I’m laying on him puts me at the perfect angle to see that his dick is semi-hard, just resting down the leg of his jeans, begging me to take it out to play. Why should I deny my new favorite thing what it wants?

I drag my hand that is resting on his leg up his thigh, lightly swirling the head of his cock with my thumb on my way up to his belt. Cain sharply inhales, making his stomach tense underneath me. I pluck open his belt like I’ve been doing this every day of my life, making quick work of undoing his jeans. He helps me out by lifting his hips up so I can slide his jeans down over his hips, making his cock spring out because, once again, this man isn’t wearing underwear.

“You going to suck my cock, little hellcat?” Cain rumbles out the question as I blow lightly on the head. “Don’t tease.”

“Sorry, Daddy,” I whisper before darting my tongue out and sweeping along the head, using the same motion that I did with my thumb just seconds before. His control snaps as soon as I wrap my lips around the tip, hollowing my cheeks and sucking hard.

“Fuck,” he hisses as his hand grips my hair, tugging. “That mouth is almost as lethal as my pussy.”

The ache between my thighs grows as I continue to blow him. Every little tug of my hair, every groan, grunt, and moan makes me that much more wet. My body is already taking over before my mind can even catch up. I rub my thighs together, trying to create any sort of friction to ease the ache that keeps building. I can tell he’s getting close by the sound of his grunts as I take him deeper.

“Let up, hellcat.” He groans as I hollow my cheeks again, only this time with most of his cock down my throat. Knowing he’s so close to the edge makes me suck that much faster and harder. “Babe, slow up,” he says with no real force behind it. Tears are pooling in my eyes, and saliva is dripping down my chin and onto his balls.

“Fuck, Evan, stop.” He tugs hard on my hair, making his cock pop out of my mouth. “As much as I like to see your greedy mouth sucking my cock, I want to come inside you. Come up here.” He pats his chest.

I kiss my way up his chest until I reach his mouth. A moan slips out of me as he takes control of the kiss, alternating between nipping my bottom lip and sucking on my tongue. The action has me squirming in his lap. The only barrier between me and his cock is the thin fabric of my g-string.

Cain rips his mouth from mine, breathing just as hard. “Fuck, little hellcat. Your soaked panties are getting my dick all wet.” I let out a whimper as I grind down on him, making his cock brush my ass, leaving the stud at the base to tease me through my panties. Cain picks up on the movement almost instantly, creating the friction I desperately crave. “Cain…” I moan out as he growls and snaps off my thong. I’m too gone to care that he’s destroyed another pair of panties.

“Fuuuuck,” Cain groans as his hands grip my hips hard enough to leave bruises. “You’re so hot and wet, baby. You need more?” he asks on my whimper. “You need my thick cock in there to ease the ache?”

“Yes,” I barely get out. That light tingle sensation is starting at the base of my spine. “Please.”

“Please, what?” he asks, tone letting me know I better give him what he wants.

“Please, Daddy.”

Cain rumbles his approval as he reaches into his nightstand for a condom. “Only because you asked like such a good girl. Good girls get rewarded.”

He makes quick work of protecting us before he slides his cock through my wet slit, coating himself before positioning at my entrance.

My pussy sucks in the head, clamping down on it. “Shit. Take me in, hellcat.” Cain curses as I sink all the way down until he’s seated to the hilt, walls tightening around him. “My greedy fucking pussy is gripping me so good. Ride Daddy.” Cain slaps my ass, and that’s all I need before finding my rhythm, chasing after that release. Cain is meeting me thrust for thrust.

Every moan from me is matched with a grunt or curse from him. It isn’t long before I can feel that familiar tingle from a minute ago reappear, this time stronger. My inner walls grip Cain’s cock even harder as he pushes me back slightly so I’m resting against his thighs. He creates the perfect angle, hitting that sweet spot every time he thrusts his hips. The stud at the base of his cock brushes my clit every time.

“Cain,” I moan out in a slightly higher pitched voice than normal, my breath caught in my throat.

“Let go, hellcat. I got you.” He growls as he pounds into me.

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