Page 60 of Kiss the Villain

“No one’s touched you here, have they? Not fucking Cherry, and certainly no other man, because you’restraightas fuck. Even if you weren’t, you would never allow anyone to have this type of power over you. It disturbs you how much you love this.”

“You damn bastard…fuck you…”

“Talk dirty to me.” He thrusts another finger, and for some reason, this feels easier than the first one. “That’s it. Look at your hole stretching and accommodating me. My pussy is virgin, isn’t it, baby? You saved it for me so I can ram my thick cock inside and stuff you full with my cum.”

My ears heat.

My earsneverheat.

But his words are affecting me in ways I hate. Ways that make me hotter than I’ve ever been, and the worst part is that…I don’t hate it.

His fingers there.

In that part no one has touched.

Fuck, I’m falling for it, actually. No longer uncomfortable and more wound up.

“Mmmfuck, it’s so hot inside you. My pussy knows it’s mine. I love how it’s clenching around me.”

“Stop talking to me like that.” I grunt as he pounds his fingers faster.

“Like what?” he speaks against my ear, his words rough and less refined than usual. “Like you’re my new favorite hole?”

“Shut up?—”

My words get caught in my throat when he curls his fingers inside, hitting a spot that sends my cock to full fucking attention.

A zap of pleasure rushes through me, like lightning and thunder. A fucking natural disaster that makes my entire body tighten up. I’m leaking like crazy, a whole bunch of precum dripping down onto the ground.

“There it is.” I feel his lips curving against my ear. “My pussy’s G-spot.”

I’m about to curse him, but I can’t, because he hits that place a few more times and then I’m coming all over the tree, my abs.

Everywhere.

He didn’t even fuckingtouchmy cock, and I refused to touch myself or hump the tree.

So the cum that spurts out of me in thick waves is all because of his fingers.

In my ass.

Forget about killing him. I might actually kill myself now.

Thanks for witnessing this fuckup.

“That’s it, ride my fingers as you come for me, baby.”

That’s when I realize with goddamn bewilderment that I’ve been rocking back and forth. Back and forth.

Ridinghim.

And apparently, I don’t give a fuck, because I don’t stop. I keep going as my balls are dried of every ounce of cum with my cheek against the tree and his tongue in my ear.

The orgasm is so strong, my legs shake, and I’m surprised I’m still standing.

Kayden removes his fingers, and to my horror, my ass clenches around them, strangling the long digits.

I wait for his crude comment about that, but he only parts my ass cheeks again.

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