Page 11 of Surgeon Book Boyfriend

Panting, moaning, with his face buried between her legs.

He moved his fingers faster, his tongue teasing her swollen bundle. Her fingers pulled his hair while her back arched off the mattress. Her scream sliced through the air.

“Kane!”

The bed shook from her body trembling uncontrollably. Kane continued on, ignoring her attempts to lift his head. He wasn’t done yet. The cream that poured out of her needed tobe cleaned up. He withdrew his fingers from her and licked the entire length of her pussy.

“Please, Kane,” she panted.

“Please what?” Kane paused and raised his head.

Kimora was absolutely beautiful. Her head was thrown back, her legs wide. Her chest rose and fell with her swift breathing. He rested his hands on her thighs and looked down at the masterpiece before him. He leaned down and licked her again, unable to resist.

“I need you.”

“You got me,” he replied. He was all hers. This woman before him would know that they belonged together. He bent down and captured her clit once more. Her body jerked in response. She tugged on his hair again.

“I can’t come again so fast,” she whispered.

“Says who?” He took that as a challenge and captured her clit.

He held her thighs apart, and she tried to fight it, but ultimately those fingers of hers kept his head close, and he feasted once again. He couldn’t get enough of the taste of her. Her hips thrust upward toward him, while she drew his head toward her. He bit back a grin at her sudden change of heart.

It wasn’t long before she crested again. Her cries fueled the desire inside him. His cock was heavy and hung low as he pushed off the bed. He eyed her and felt a great satisfaction in his chest at the look of fulfilment on her face. Her hooded eyes followed him; he moved in between her legs. He gripped his cock and positioned the blunt tip at her entrance. His dick soon became coated in her cream.

He frowned and he sank inside her.

“Fuck,” he muttered. He paused, halfway in. He needed to calm down before he exploded. He refused to be a one-minute man. He’d never had this reaction to a woman before.

He glanced down at Kimora. She reached for him while her thighs came up to rest on his sides. He nudged forward until he was completely sheathed inside her warm cocoon. He lowered himself to rest on his elbows.

Their lips met in a deep, passionate kiss. He held his hips still as long as he could, but soon he found himself needing to be lost inside her. He withdrew slightly from her before thrusting hard.

“Kane,” she breathed. Their eyes connected, her hands coming up to his face. A small smile played on her lips. “Fuck me hard, baby.”

Kane growled low in his throat. She didn’t have to say it twice. Whatever the woman wanted, he was willing to give her. Even if it was his soul she requested. His hips moved. She met every thrust while not taking her eyes away from him.

Kane could no longer control himself. His cock had a mind of its own when it came to this woman. The feeling of her warm, slippery core sucked him in deep. He couldn’t get enough of her. Kimora’s body was made to take him.

His fingers gripped the blanket underneath them, and he continued on.

Harder.

Faster.

Deeper.

Sweat beaded on his brow. His balls drew up. He was close, but he wasn’t ready to release quite yet. He paused and tried to think of anything else but the feeling of her wet pussy accepting him.

Kane withdrew from her and immediately guided her over onto her stomach. He glanced down at the sight of her stretching her arms out onto the bed and kneeling before him and immediately realized this might not have been the best idea.

His cock grew impossibly harder at the sight of her ass and her slick pussy waiting for him.

“Fuck,” he muttered. He guided his dick to her opening and sank back inside her.

He was home.

Kane rested a hand on her back and hip to hold her in place while he slowly thrust. He inhaled sharply and closed his eyes. Her core wrapped around him tight. It felt so damn good, he didn’t ever want to leave.

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