Page 125 of Restitution
Breathless, I slide my hands up his naked chest. “Yeah?”
“Yeah. Can I fuck you now?”
I slap his chest, and he chuckles. “If you keep finishing in me, then—” I stop, my eyes widening. “Oh no. I forgot to tell your mum to get the nurse in.”
Kade shrugs.
“As much as having a baby with you would be perfect, the timing is not. Can we call the nurse once you’re done here?”
He sighs, rolling his eyes. “Fine, but I’m still fucking you.”
As his mouth drops on mine, he turns the music up again, and Deftones echo around the home gym once more.
Kade takes his time as he strips me, and he kicks aside his own shorts until we’re both naked on the weight bench. Then he drops to his knees and dives between my legs without hesitating, devouring my pussy like a starved man.
I tug at his hair as his tongue delves through my entrance, licking, tasting, sucking on my clit so hard, I moan louder than the music.
“Forever my addiction,” he mutters. “I’m obsessed with everything about you.” The suction on my clit grows more intense as he shoves two fingers inside and fucks me with them. “But your pussy is my fucking drug.”
My body convulses under his mouth when he makes me unravel, then he climbs up my body and kisses me. I taste myself as I suck on his tongue, fisting his cock and making him whimper into my mouth as I stroke the length of him.
I’m still tender from all the sex we’ve been having, yet I need more – I want him inside me. Filling me.
He parts my legs wide, hooking his arm under one and hiking it to my shoulder, then slams into me so hard, the bench scrapes on the ground. His thick cock fills me, stretching me with each inch until I adjust to his length, like I haven’t had him inside me repeatedly over the last couple of days.
I cry out as he relentlessly fucks me, the warmth of his body radiating against mine as his mouth sucks at my throat, right over my pulse.
His tongue swipes at my earlobe, pulling it between his teeth. “I can never get enough of you, Stacey. Even when I’m dead, I’ll behaunting you, inside you while you lie in our bed, remembering all the ways I’ve rocked your fucking world with my cock inside this pussy.”
I smile as I moan, throwing my head back as he hits a sweet spot that has my eyes rolling. He hooks his arm under my other leg, hiking both up to give him a deeper angle.
Breathlessly, I grab his chin and kiss him. “We need to be quick. Lu has been going to the studio through the night and she might walk in. She’s quite sad.”
Kade lets my legs drop and straightens his arms, halting the deep strokes of his cock. “I’m inside you, and you’re talking about my sister being sad.”
I bite my lip and try not to laugh. “Sorry.”
Shaking his head, he hides his grin and dives into my throat, sucking on my skin while going slow and deep, his hands on my hips as “Cities” by Toby Mai (featuring Two Feet) begins.
“Fuck, Stacey.” He pulls back to look between us as his thickness slowly pushes in and pulls out to the tip. “Your pussy sucks my cock so fucking good.”
He thrusts harder. “Taking it so well,” he breathes.
My legs wrap around him, and I hook my ankles under his ass to drag him deeper as his name rolls off my tongue like a lyric. “Kade.”
He lowers his mouth to my ear, his breaths heavy against my skin, his cock thickening as my inner walls tighten around him through another wave of euphoria.
“Is my good girl going to take every drop of my cum? Are you going to swell up with my kid and give me everything we’ve ever wanted? I’m going to keep fucking you until we get our miracle. Every day, every night, I’ll be inside you. I want to see you fuckingdripping, only so I can shove it back into you, my fingers deep inside your cunt.”
I open my mouth to reply but only a scream comes out as I tense everywhere, my heart racing and my vision blurring as my orgasm rips through me, pulsing around his cock. He fucks me faster until he stills on a tense groan, filling me while his fingers bruise my hips.
When he collapses on top of me, my hands reach into his hair, stroking the dark strands as he pants in my ear.
“Fuck,” he gasps. “Did I hurt you?”
I shake my head, unable to speak as I try to fill my lungs. Sweat clings to our skin; we’re naked on the weight bench, the music still playing as the mirrors steam up.
He slides out of me, watching between my legs as he licks his lips. “I think you’re making me crazy. I’ll need to tell my therapist I’ve had the sudden urge to impregnate you.”
