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Thump.

Thump.

And then he groans, and his hot cum jets against my pussy, and my clit, and the side of my leg. He drags my hand off his cock, grabbing my pussy, smearing his cum all over me as my fingers try to dig through the carpet.

The base of his palm grinds against my clit, nearly sending me through the fucking roof.

“Not enough for you, slut?” he growls in my ear.

Two, maybe three of his fingers, who the fuck knows, spear into me, pushing his cum inside.

I don’t know if I’m trying to encourage him, or stop him, but I grab his cock and I squeeze.

He rewards me with a hissed, “Jesus,” and starts pumping into my hand with short, powerful bursts of his hips.

“Yeah, baby, don’t stop. I’m so close,” Melissa purrs by the bed.

I don’t want to think about what’s happening over there. I have too much to deal with over here.

Kai groans, his thrusting hips speeding up. He keeps pressure with his palm, starts circling my clit, then grinding it, so rough it hurts, so hard I clap a hand over my mouth when I come again so I don’t scream out loud.

He fucks me with his fingers as mercilessly, brutally, as he did by the tree only a few days ago.

I’m fucking wrecked. Body limp and unresponsive.

There’s no way he’s driving me to that precipice again.

But then he whispers, “Filthy liar,” and I come again.

Chapter 42

Kai

Only thing better than Haven’s hand wrapped around my cock would be fucking her pussy.

Her cum, and mine, they drip down my fingers and hand. I’m sure she’s soaking the carpet.

That’s all I can smell—cum and blood and this earthy, piney scent coming off her skin. I don’t know what the hell kind of body lotion or shampoo she uses, but it’s nothing like the floral shit I usually smell around college girls.

It’s familiar, but I swear she’s never worn anything like it before. And there’s a part of me that likes it, a part of me that hates it.

But all mixed, this perfume of hate and sex and strange, it’s fucking making me wild.

It’s making me want to come again.

Wish it wasn’t so fucking dark down here. I want to see those strings of white cum coating her pink pussy. I want to see her gleaming with my seed, watch my fingers invade her, see her small hand wrapped around my cock as she strokes me.

“Mmm, fuck!” Melissa whimpers, moans.

Her timing couldn’t be worse.

Or, better, fuck knows.

Because right then, I come.

And then Haven comes.

And I want to groan, and the only thing I can think to do is clamp down on Haven to stay quiet.

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