“I don’t need you to be. I can take it.”
“What youcantake and what you want to take are two very different things.”
“I want you, Kayden.”
“Say it again.”
“I want you. Right now.” They seemed to be the magic words.
Kayden hoisted her back out of the pool, his biceps straining from her weight. Then he pulled himself out, just as his brother had earlier, muscles rippling, the definition glistening in the streams of water that poured from him. She shimmied herself away from the ledge of the pool, and he crawledto her on all fours, water dripping from him. It was the most erotic thing she’d ever seen, his glorious body moving towards her with feline grace.
When he positioned himself on top of her with his knees between her thighs, he lifted his body up and dragged his swim trunks down.
Corey gasped at the size of him.
Kayden was all teeth looking down at her, a predator who’d caught his prey.
He pulled the triangles of her bikini top to either side, pressing her breasts up together. But she couldn’t take her eyes off his length. She let her legs fall open a little wider, and he grabbed her hips, shifting her pelvis up, lining himself up with her. He was leaking pre-cum, and with one hand, he guided the soft tip of his cock up and down, getting her nice and slick. Then he pressed himself to her entrance, just enough that she was gasping at the stretch.
He watched her with rapt attention.
He pressed into her a little more, the full head of his cock entering her.
It wasn’t enough.
“Kayden,” she whined. She actually fuckingwhined.
He pulled himself out and, with a torturous pace, pressed himself back in.
He was tormenting her.
“You’re being gentle,” she said, hoping to spur him on.
“No, baby, I’m just waiting for you to beg again.”
“Please.” It was desperate. “Please, please, please.”
“Posturing all week, and look at you now, begging for my cock.” He pressed in deeper, filling her, but still not all the way.
“Oh my god, Kayden, fucking fuck me, please.” She begged shamelessly, a mix of hysteria and exasperation, her voice higher than it usually was.
Finally, Kayden moved his hips, burying himself to the hilt. She groaned at the sweet stretch, at the absolute fullness. Kayden’s pupils ate up the colour in his eyes, just blackness staring back at her where before there hadbeen green. She was so full that she couldn’t even move her hips in this position.
Kayden leaned over her, his hands planted on either side of her face, and he started to fuck her in earnest, pulling out and driving himself back into her. She wrapped her legs around his hips, keeping him close to her, and she dug her nails into his back.
He maintained a savage rhythm, a line forming between his eyebrows, lips parted in his pleasure. His eyes stayed locked on hers, burning with the heat of the stars.
She didn’t think she would come from penetration, but she had already come twice, and she had been craving this feeling of fullness. The steady pounding of his thrusts matched her wild heart rate.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful, Corey.”
All she could do was moan his name, grip his back with her nails, and try to keep her hips moving to match his. But he had complete control of her body, and it was useless for her to even try.
She was lost in the trance of him, holding onto him for dear life. She didn’t know the song playing from Jason’s phone, but the low bass was echoing through her body, pounding into her in tandem with Kayden’s cock.
Kayden’s hand landed around her neck, his thumb pressing into her trachea. His grip was punishing. Water fell from his hair onto her face. He squeezed her throat harder, panting over her. She tried to gasp for breath, but couldn’t get anything down.
Her hands came to his fingers, nails digging into the soft flesh, trying to pull his hand away, but he held onto her. Her vision started to blur, but she could see the wicked smile on Kayden’s face as he kept fucking her. He loosened his hold just enough for her to gulp down some air, but only for a moment before he was blocking off her access to it again.