Page 142 of Something So Strong

“G-good,” I stutter. “More.”

Slowly he pushes further. “Fuck, Baby. You’re so tight.”

He slides a few more inches inside until I’m used to the stretch.

“More… Please…” I beg like a bitch.

With a guttural moan, Kai’s back curves, and our hips connect.

My legs wrap around him.

His elbows link beneath my shoulders.

He pulls back and glides back in.

Each new thrust is harder, stronger, and deeper than the last.

Our chests rub with every jerk of his hips.

I’m high on an overload of emotions.

With Kai, there’s a new plane of existence that only we share. Our trust in each other is so vast nothing will be able to come between us. And nothing will ever hurt him again as long as I’m still living.

“Are you okay?” Kai pants in my ear.

“Yeah… You feel so good.”

“You too.” His forehead presses against mine, and he huffs into my mouth. “You’ve taken me so well.”

His praise is met by a staggering thrust.

I jolt beneath him, my head grazing the wall.

“More,” I plead, desperate to be used and not coddled.

He draws out almost completely and rams back into me with full force.

“Fuck!”

“You like that?”

“Again,” I growl, digging my fingers into his back.

Over and over, Kai drives into me to the hilt as I grip onto him for dear life—one hand stretched above me to stop my head from banging against the plasterboard.

He’s an animal in every sense of the word. Totally consumed by how good I feel.

I reach for my dick.

Kai’s eyes bore through me.

He kneels up and tosses my hand aside with such primality I’d be scared if I didn’t want it so much.

“I’m meant to be taking care of you,” he barks and grabs beneath one of my knees for leverage as the other hand wraps around my shaft. “Only I get to make you come.” He leers down at me, pumping my cock and forcing himself deeper.

Both my hands brace against the wall as Kai’s fist works me just right. Like only he knows how.

“I… I’m…”

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