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She nodded eagerly and freed my dick, staring in amazement as if she held a revelation in her hand. “Goddammit, Kane. You’re so big and thick.” Her slender fingers slid up and down my shaft, careful to skim over the head before sliding back down.
I had no idea if North had ever been with a guy before but she stroked my dick like a fucking pro. I was about to come all over her fingers.
My hand pushed under her shirt and found her tits. They were perfect handfuls with stiff rosebud peaks. I tugged her shirt up so I could see them with my own eyes. They were flawless like the rest of her. My mouth watered at the way her areolas tightened offering me her hard pink nipples.
“Can I put my mouth right here, Shortcake?” I quizzed, circling each nipple until she squirmed. She nodded and in seconds my tongue was on her. Warm and wet, licking, nibbling and sucking.
Her hand went to my hair, threading through the strands and gripping while she let out soft mews had me on the brink of insanity. On the brink of coming hard as fuck.
I popped off her tit and looked at how swollen and flushed it was from my mouth. I pinched her nipple and watched the way she bit her bottom lip in response. My cock throbbed for her. I’d never wanted to fuck anyone more. I’d never wanted to taste anyone or claim anyone more than in this fucked up and twisted moment with North on the kitchen counter.
She resumed stroking my erection and I shut my eyes briefly. “Shit, you feel so good jerking my dick, North.” I leaned into her neck and bit the warm tender flesh before soothing the pain with my lips and tongue. Heat poured from between her legs, beckoning to me. I answered the call and slid my hand up her shorts until I reached her plump pussy lips. My eyebrow jerked up to my hairline.
“You’re not wearing panties,” I grumbled. When she shook her head, wild tendrils framed her stunning face like strands of fire. “Oh, Shortcake…you’re making this so hard for me.” I parted her slick lips and found her clit. It was standing tall and ready.
I massaged it, pulling moans from her pretty mouth. Sin coursed through my veins hot as fire. I knew what we were doing was wrong but it felt so right that I refused to stop. I’d take my penance on judgment day because I had to make North come all over my fingers. I wanted to taste her orgasm.
“Kane,” she breathed. I moved in slow sure strokes while she moved faster up and down my cock.
“Come for me, baby. Come hard like you did last night.” She shook her head no but I felt it swelling inside her.
“I’m going to come harder than that.” She rocked back and forth with the motion of my hand and I felt my own climax mounting. I was going to nut so fucking hard. Our breaths moved in harmony with each other until she shuddered, rolling her spine forward. Sweet slippery honey coated my fingers rolling down to my palm.
“Oh my god, Kane,” she whimpered. I came next, shooting jets of creamy white on her fingers and hand. North was mesmerized and raised her fingers to her lips to taste my cum.
“Fuck,” I cursed, watching her. I caressed her cheek while I watched her pink tongue lap up every drop of my seed from her hand.
We crossed a line we could never reconstruct.
I should’ve felt shame and regret but those things were distant memories. I wasn’t ashamed anymore but I was ravenous for North.
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CHAPTER 9
My version of normal kept getting rearranged every time I turned around. Kane and I weren’t avoiding our feelings anymore but we weren’t letting them consume us either. I wantedfullconsumption.
Don’t get me wrong, I loved the way Kane made me come over and over every day but I craved more. I’d felt his touch and now I was addicted. I needed to feel him inside of me. Not just his fingers but his dick and his tongue. I was greedy as hell and there was no denying it.
Every minute we spent together wedged him deeper inside my heart. Deeper inside my mind. I wanted our physical connection to match what we both felt inside.
I stared at my phone for the last three minutes of my shift, waiting to clock out. It was the longest ninety seconds of my life. Once clock out time rolled around I was so happy to get the fuck out of there. I caught the gondola back to Telluride so I could stop past Kane’s gallery.
It was unusual that I had the gondola to myself but I wasn’t complaining. I took my phone out and stared at my contact list trying to decide if I should call Sierra. I hadn’t talked to her since the day of Mom’s memorial. I hoped she had time to cool off because I needed to talk to someone about what was happening between Kane and me. I had so much to get off my chest.
My foot wagged back and forth as I nibbled on my bottom lip. I hovered over her name then finally pressed it when my nerve built up enough. After the third ring, I was ready to hang up. All the nerve I thought I had vanished.
“Hello?” My eyes went wide when she answered. I was ready to hit the end call button.
“Hey, Sierra.”
“Oh, hey, North. What’s up?”
“Nothing much. I wanted to talk to you. I haven’t heard your voice since my mother’s memorial.” Something ached deep inside when I mentioned my mom. I had so much that I wasn’t confronting but sometimes the thought of dealing with everything felt overwhelming.
“Well, I’ve been busy. Not everyone’s daddy can scoop them up and take them to the mountains to live happily ever after.”
“Why the hell do you sound so bitter, Sierra? You act like this was my choice. My mother died,” I gritted out. My body tensed and my muscles turned into knots of stress.
