Page 21 of Two Chambered Heart

In that moment, Kayden fucking wished he knew what she was thinking. It was driving him crazy that he couldn’t base his next steps on herthoughts. He ground into her again, and she didn’t push him away. She was still looking at him like an open invitation.

After he had started running, he’d quickly realized she hadn’t been trying to run away from him—it was a game. She wanted him to chase her, but more importantly, she had wanted him tocatchher.

His restraint was fraying.

“I won.” His voice was like gravel in his throat.

“Then what are you waiting for?” her words brushed against his neck.

Kayden crashed his lips into hers.

There was nothing tender about it. His tongue was in her mouth immediately, and she was kissing him back like she’d been waiting for this. And maybe she had been.

Kayden bit her lip, digging his teeth in, moaning as the skin gave way and the coppery tang of her blood hit his tastebuds.

She gasped, drawing her face away.

Her eyes were like saucers, wide in disbelief.

“Don’t forget who I am,” Kayden got out quickly, before diving back in to suck on her lip, licking the pooling blood and coating his own tongue in it, relishing in the taste of her.

“That’s your punishment for running,” he murmured against her mouth. Kayden dropped to his knees, putting his hands on her hips and anchoring her against the brick wall of the dead-end alley. “And this is my prize.”

He ran his fingers along the waistband of her leggings, and her breath hitched. He did it again, trailing his fingertips along her bare skin.

He looked up to see her sucking on her own lip.

“How do you taste, Little Fox?”

“Salty,” she responded, eyes still wide. But there was no missing the heady lust in her blown-out pupils and the deep flush to her cheeks, freckles stark in contrast.

“I’d like to see for myself.”

A subtle nod from Corey was the only green light Kayden needed before he was ripping her leggings down.

He came at her with the same ferocity he’d approached their kiss. His mouth was on her instantly. He wasted no time teasing her, her arousal already thick on his tongue.

The first lap of his tongue against her centre had Corey’s eyes rolling back in her head. He did it again, and she moaned deeply.

Corey had only been partially right—she was the most decadent blend of salty and sweet.

Kayden was acutely aware of every sound and movement she made as he raked his tongue along her clit over and over again, applying steady pressure with every stroke. He needed her autonomic responses as feedback of her pleasure, since he had no access to her mind to guide him.

As he feasted on her pussy, her hands weaved into his hair, pressing his face into her deeper. He focused solely on licking her. He hadn’t even penetrated her with his tongue, yet she was moaning with wanton abandon.

Kayden was groaning right along with her, spit covering his chin and mingling with her wetness. He worked determinately, taking his reward from her and giving to her in return.

She came suddenly, and without warning. He kept his mouth on her, swallowing every last drop of her. He watched her from his knees, her jaw opened wide in pleasure, eyes closed, and head thrown back.Perfect, he thought to himself.

He brought his face away from her as the last of her orgasm fizzled out and her hands relaxed on his shoulders.

Finally, her eyes drifted open, slightly unfocused.

He couldn’t wipe the smug look off his face.

“What, you want a medal for eating pussy? Stop gloating,” she tried, but the pitch of her voice ruined the bite of her words, and Kayden’s smugness only deepened.

Kayden pulled her leggings back up and got himself off the ground. He scooped up their shopping bags and started back towards the bike. He didn’t need to look back. He knew she was following close behind him through the alley.

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