Page 157 of Theirs to Ruin

"Surprise,” he said softly.

I walked up to Kage. "What’s this?”

"This is what I hope is a nice ending to what was probably a difficult day for both of us. Starting with a bath for you,”he murmured, his fingers trailing down my arm, causing goosebumps.

I bit my lip. “What comes after that?”

“Whatever you want,” he said.

I stared at him and it was on the tip of my tongue to tell him about my visit to Devil’s Engine, Ava’s mystery man, and Henry. I also wanted to tell him I’d seen him with his family and felt sad that I hadn’t been able to meet them. I wanted to tell him that my father had tried his best to shower me with attention, but that when he’d left, I’d felt the divide between us more than ever.

But most of all, I just wanted it all to go away and accept this precious gift that Kage was offering me. The other stuff could wait.

So, in fact, could the bath.

I pulled him down for a kiss. Every ounce of frustration, longing, and tension that had built up inside me evaporated. His tongue teased my lower lip before diving in, exploring every corner of my mouth.

I broke away, gasping. “I don’t want a bath, Kage. I wantyou. All of you.”

He hesitated, but why? He had to know that this was where we were headed.

“Are you sure? Because...”

“I know.” Despite what he said about being mine, it wasn’t true. “I don’t care. Just promise you won’t hold back. Promise you’ll take care of me. Promise that you’ll fuck me and when we’re over, that you’ll remember me.”

He cupped my face, his touch rougher than usual. “I will remember you to my dying day, Camille. You’re burned into my soul.”

My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling his head down for another kiss.

A minute later, he’d stripped me of everything but my panties.

“Are you on the pill?” he asked.

I blushed. I should be. The school recommended all girls be on it regardless of their sexual activity. Plus, I should have started as soon as Kage came into my life, but I hadn’t

“Not yet,” I said, afraid he was going to call a halt to things.

“God, you’re so fucking sweet, you drive me crazy,” he murmured. “It’s okay.” He grabbed a condom from his wallet, set in on my nightstand, then caressed me. His touch left a trail of fire everywhere his hands roamed. His lips moved to the curve of my collarbone, suckling softly.

He cupped my tits. His thumbs brushed over my erect nipples and the sensation sent a jolt straight to my clit.

I moaned, arching into his touch. "Kage…"

His fingers trailed up my inner thighs, his touch light and teasing. My panties were drenched, and I squirmed under his touch, seeking more.

"Patience," he murmured with a wicked grin, his fingers tracing the outline of my wet pussy through the thin fabric. “Shit, you’re so wet for me.”

I whimpered, arching my back, craving more. “Kage, please.”

With deft fingers, he slid off my panties and tossed them aside. I was bare to him, exposed and vulnerable. His fingers danced along my folds, teasing, testing, making me moan with need. He slid a finger inside me, causing my walls to clench around him. “Fuck, Camille.”

He sunk another finger inside me. Then another. The sensation was incredible, a mix of pleasure and pain as he stretched me.

“You okay?”

I nodded, biting my lower lip. “More than okay.”

He leaned in, capturing my lips in a passionate kiss as his fingers pumped. The combination of his lips on mine and his fingers inside me was overwhelming. Pleasure coiled tightly within me, each stroke bringing me closer to the edge.

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