Page 83 of Two Chambered Heart

He slithered up beside her, wrapping his arms around her waist and nibbling up the shell of her ear. “So easy to please, Little Fox. I love that about you.”

His words fucked with her insides. She felt like she was simultaneously falling down an elevator shaft and had champagne bubbles stuck in her throat. If he noticed the hitch in her breath, he didn’t show it, just kept grazing her skin with his teeth. A sharp pain on her neck made her jump,and then his tongue was caressing the spot he had just pinched between his teeth, eliciting a soft moan from her.

He dragged his textured tongue up behind her ear and she closed her eyes, revelling in the sensation. He could never keep his hands off her for long, always finding his way back to her skin. “Fuck the present. Take me back to bed.”

She felt the breath of his chuckle in her ear, and the hair on her arms rose, heat pooling at her core.

“Will you be the one to explain to Jason why he had to wait?” he asked, only stopping his assault on her neck to get the question out.

“We can be quick.” She gasped as his teeth sunk into the space between her neck and her shoulder, his favorite spot. She felt the stitches still in his head rub against her cheek.

“Youcan be quick, but I prefer not to be.” He circled around her, fingers running along the waistband of her leggings, pulling them away from her skin. He pulled a little harder, and she stumbled off the bar stool. Still watching her with that sexy-as-fuck half-grin on his face, he pulled her leggings down slowly and pushed her back into the chair, lowering himself with them so that they were at her ankles, and he was on his knees.

Everything else ceased to exist for her. It was just him before her, jade eyes blazing with danger.

“I could spend the rest of my life on my knees for you, and it still wouldn’t be enough. Your pussy is my favourite meal.” He really needed to stop saying shit like that to her. It was getting to her head. “Do you think I can make you come in less than five minutes?”

She wanted to sayno, but didn’t have any faith in that answer, so she just spread her legs open a little wider, not bothering with the lie.

She felt his smile on the inside of her leg as he pressed his lips to her, moving up towards her centre with slow, teasing kisses. He nipped her as he went, licking and sucking her skin before switching to her other leg. She leaned back against the counter, letting her eyes flutter closed.

“Eyes on me,” he said, before spreading his tongue wide and pressing it between her folds.

“Fucckkkk!” Her curse was drawn out, and she locked eyes with him again.

Again, she could feel his smile. After a few languid but firm strokes that lit her up, he picked up the pace, pressing into her clit as he licked her up and down, flicking his tongue repeatedly as he went. She was moaning with abandon, struggling to keep her eyes from closing, heat searing her skin as the bottoms of her feet burned up from the stimulation. “Yes, Kay. Just like that. Fuck, Kayden. Don’t stop.”

He growled against her, grabbing her thighs with his hands in a bruising grip, spreading her wider and burying his face deeper into her. Her inner walls clenched and fluttered. He was relentless with his pace, and she was so turned on from just the few minutes of licks and bites on her neck that she panted, “I’m not going to last, Kay.”

Her whole body was on fire. She couldn’t stop her hips from gyrating into his face, and he feasted on her like a man starved. He moved his mouth, his lips, his tongue in a concentrated effort with one goal in mind—making her come as fast as possible, and he was getting there.

She was gripping his shoulders hard enough to leave marks, her nails digging into his flesh, and still he didn’t let up, never coming up for air, never breaking eye contact. She felt her orgasm cresting with every hard suck of her clit, every swipe of his tongue in a slight diagonal that had her seeing stars. One suck for every two licks, a pattern he kept up until she was chanting his name over and over again, barely distinguishable between her shameless moaning, the sounds of his mouth on her echoing in her ears. And still, he didn’t slow. He picked up his rhythm and increased the pressure, shortening the distance as he left her clit, adding a scrape of teeth with each suck.

It was a blinding release, and she cried out as it crashed over her. Finally forced to break eye contact with him, she fell forward, only holding herself up on his shoulders, shaking on the barstool, vision swimming.

She had to push him away to stop him from continuing. She had come so hard, too sensitive for any more touch, small zips of electricity still firing out from her core. Her cheeks were on fire as she heaved in ragged breath after breath.

He brought his hand up to her cheek, drawing out some of the heat. He was looking up at her with smug satisfaction. She wanted to roll her eyes at him, but she had no control of her faculties at that moment. Her entire face felt numb.

He waited until her breathing had settled and pushed her back, bringing his face back to her and licking her clean. He pushed onto his haunches and then stood up, leaning against the kitchen counter across from her, his face glistening with her cum and his own spit, basking in the fruits of his labour. His cock was straining against the confines of his dark denim jeans.

Kayden’s smile hitched on one side as he stared at her. “Perfect.”

Her heated cheeks got hotter.

“I’d love to stay and fuck you over the counter until you pass out, but Jasoniswaiting for us.” He grabbed a towel from the hanger and wiped his face off. He stepped back towards her and wiped up the mess between her legs too, before pulling her leggings up.

She caught the time on the microwave, and Kayden noticed. She hadn’t even lasted five minutes.

He winked, and then he turned towards the front hall.

She picked her mug up and took a fortifying sip of her coffee before floating after him.

They took the Rover. She noticed again how they still hadn’t fixed it from where she’d cut into the metal to interfere with the wires.

Scared of what might fall out of her mouth if she opened it, she kept quiet while Kayden drove. She was in the car with a beautiful man, and she was really fucking trying not to tell him that she loved him. She felt crazy, like when she stole a car or jumped off a cliff, or maybe she was shoveling her own grave. Her body was trembling with the effort of choking back the feeling.

He reached over to her, running his thumb along her skin, never able to break contact for long. She was pretty sure he loved her too. Though he hadn’t quite said the words, he had shown her in so many different ways. She felt her heart settling in her chest, like a whispered prayer only her soul could understand.

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