Page 69 of Two Chambered Heart

“Come here, Little Fox.”

Her lashes fluttered at his command, and she crawled to the edge of the bed, getting up and walking towards him naked. He loved how confident she was in her body. She moved with the feral grace of a creature who was both predator and prey, and with the flash of her auburn hair, it was exactly where his nickname for her came from.

Kayden left the bathroom door open so the soaps and steam would help to air out his room, and he pulled Corey into the shower.

She tilted her head back under the heavy fall of water and lathered her hair in his shampoo, the smell of cedar and sage potent in the steam. She had bruises on her neck and hips from him gripping her so hard, and it left him with a perverse satisfaction to see his marks on her.

When she was done rinsing out her hair, he stepped under the spray and did the same, closing his eyes and letting the hot water soak him. When he opened his eyes again, he caught Corey blatantly ogling his naked body with hungry eyes. Her attention was enough to reverse the blood flow from his heart to his groin. She bit her lip, and he reached out for her face, cupping her jawline and hooking his thumb into her mouth. She sucked on it and swirled her tongue around the pad of it. He groaned and felt himself grow harder.

She pulled his hand out of her mouth. Then she shoved him hard against the marble wall of the shower and dropped to her knees. Rivulets of water dripped down her freckled cheeks, and she ran her hands up his inner thighs. Even in the heat of the shower, he shivered under her touch.

She smirked at him and ran her tongue up his length, gripping his thighs for purchase. His head fell back at the sensation, hitting the wall too hard. Little sparks of light clouded his vision, but he ignored it, focusing on the steady strokes of her tongue, which were creating sparks of their own.

He’d been waiting for this. In all their sex, he’d yet to fuck her mouth.

She ran her tongue up him again and again, the sparks of pleasure growing into starbursts. He opened his eyes and looked down at her. She was a vision on her knees. He held his breath as she finally wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, running her tongue along the ridge.

She swallowed him down, and he felt the back of her throat before she pushed past her physical limits and he slid down it.

He groaned, gripping her hair. He guided her head back and pushed himself further down her throat. He rutted into her face, and she took it, spit leaking from her mouth and mixing with the spray from the shower.Her eyes were like saucers looking up at him, and he had to control the urge to suffocate her on his cock.

“Fuck, Corey, you take me so well.”

He kept a steady pace, her plush tongue cushioning the underside of his stiff cock while he fought the back of her throat with every thrust, pushing through the resistance, her tonsils caressing him as he moved.

He was groaning his pleasure as he fucked her face, gasping every time he hit the wall of her throat, pulling at her hair to keep where he wanted. She was so willing to give up control to him, to let him take what he wanted, what heneeded.

Her eyes were as glazed as his own must have been, her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked him down, head bobbing. The sight of her there was enough for him, but she moved her hands up to his balls, cupping them in her hands, rolling them between her fingers. He felt his orgasm building already, his legs straining to hold him up as he submitted to his pleasure.

“You’re fucking perfect for me, Corey. You’re so fucking perfect,” he grunted in between thrusts. “There’s no one like you.” She was moaning around his cock, and the vibrations of sound in her throat around him would be his undoing. He kept thrusting into her as she kept moaning, bobbing her head so furiously that he didn’t even need to keep her moving, but still he held onto her hair like a lifeline as the pleasure engulfed him like wildfire.

He was choking her. He could hear it, the quick intakes of her breath, the strangled noise of his flesh hitting hers inside her. Her nostrils flared as she laboured to breathe in that split moment when he unblocked her airways before pushing himself back down her throat again. The sound had him grinding his teeth in an effort to hold on just a little longer.

His legs were shaking, and his cock pulsed and pulsed with all the blood pumping to it. He was so close to release that he was starting to lose feeling in his limbs, every nerve ending so lit up that it was like white-hot electricity jumping up his spine. Finally, he couldn’t suppress it any longer.He pressed her face into him, her lips flush to his pelvis. Somehow, he’d gotten his entire length down her throat, and it tipped him over the edge, pleasure crashing through him as he pumped his cum into her stomach with a long groan. He could see her throat move with her effort to swallow it all. She gulped him down, sucking every last drop from him as she pulled her mouth away.

She licked her lips.

“Good morning.” Her voice was raspy from the beating her throat had just taken, and he shuddered.

“Isn’t it?” His own voice was low. He wanted to devour her.

He knelt down and gripped her under her arms, pulling her up and guiding her to the back of the shower, to the marble bench. Anticipation sparked her watery eyes, and he could feel the hunger in his smile. He pushed her to sit and he got on his knees, spreading her legs. She was already dripping from her own arousal.

Wasting no time with teasing, he brought his mouth right to her cunt and licked through her folds with a flat tongue, flicking her clit as he went, losing himself in the sweet taste of her and the sonata of her moans. He feasted on her until the moans were high-pitched and she was begging him to make her come. He could barely make out what she was saying with her legs pressed against his ears, but still he didn’t stop, darting his tongue inside her repeatedly and then sucking and licking her viciously, focusing on her clit. He moved seamlessly through the two movements, fucking her with his tongue. Her arousal was all over his face.

She came with a scream, grinding her hips into his face and crushing his head between her legs. He had to remind himself that he had to train and work after, so he couldn’t spend the rest of the morning fucking her in the shower.

Kayden pulled her up off the bench and back under the showerhead, lathering her with soap before doing the same to himself. They washed the soap off, got out of the shower, and towel dried.

“Yesterday, when you said you’d train me in hand-to-hand… did you mean it?” She looked up at him from between her lashes, her face flushed from the shower and trying to stifle her eagerness.

“Of course. I mean everything I say to you, Little Fox,” Kayden replied with a smug smile. “Go change and I’ll meet you in the gym.”

Corey found one of Kayden’s sweatshirts, put it on, and skittered out of his room.

He sent Jason a quick message to let him know they’d be heading to the gym and then threw on a pair of shorts and a tank top before making his way down. He was curious to see how she’d react to Jason after their encounter.

He found Corey nervously pacing the entry, Jason’s music audible through the gym door.

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