I spin around. I’m shaking and shuddering.
“Kayne,” I whisper.
He charges toward me, whipping off his T-shirt before he gets to me. When he reaches me, he grabs me and crushes his mouth to mine. He kisses me hungrily, demanding my very soul from my mouth. I give him everything. I’ll always give him everything.
His lips travel down my neck. His hands slip under the hem of my knee-length dress.
I cry out in shock when he rips the fabric from my body, my bra goes next.
I’m panting heavily as he stands there and looks at me.
“Take your panties off, Princess,” he says, his voice so gravelly and rough my clit answers to him.
I’m overcome with shyness. I worry I’ll be clumsy. But obeying him takes first precedence.
I hook my fingers in the band of the chiffon panties I’m wearing, decorated with little red roses. I know I’ve soaked it through already.
Embarrassment scales over me at the profuse volume of wetness he brings out in me. I leave a trail on my thighs as I peel them off. He holds his hand out to me. I turn a brighter shade of red as I hand him my panties.
I gasp in shock and shyness when he sucks the wetness off the fabric.
Oh God help me.
I want to reach frantically for him. I need him. I need to touch him.
“On your knees,” he says next and I drop down without a second of hesitation.
I watch in mesmerized awe as he unbuckles his belt. I have a hard time catching my breath when he pulls his zipper down and unearths his cock from a pair of snowy-white boxer briefs.
In sheer amazement my gaze strokes over his cock. I suck in a breath at the width of him, his thickness scares me as much as it excites me. I want to trace the valley of veins running down his supreme length with the tip of my tongue before I lick him.
My body reacts differently. My ass remembers his size inside me, splintering me apart first before he gives me the most intense pleasure imaginable. But my pussy throbs with the thought of the pain and pleasure he can give me there.
“Suck my cock, Princess,” he says, pumping his hardness in his hand. He closes the distance between us. “Open your mouth.” I do as I’m told. He places the thick wet head of his shaft on my tongue and an explosion of taste tantalizes every part of me.
I suck him slowly but then I want more. I take possession of his cock with my hand and open my mouth fully over his head. I suck and then suckle. I lick and kiss. I taste and savor. His scent, a minty soap smell engulfs me and I want even more.
He spreads his fingers through my hair then tilts my head up a little. I’m not prepared when he slides his cock down my tongue, to my throat. I gag and the sound is unladylike, but Kayne grunts, and his cock expands even more in my mouth.
“This mouth now belongs to me,” he says as he glides his cock back into my mouth, down to my throat. He keeps it there.
I keep gagging but I’ve self-corrected and breathe through my nose instead.
“Mine,” he growls and slips out of my mouth. I heave to catch my breath again. My tears mingle into the saliva dripping down my chin.
He lifts me off my feet then and tosses me onto my bed. He goes down with me. Towering his large, muscular and powerful body over mine. He licks at my lips, my jaw, kissing me, making me drunk and greedy for more.
His mouth leaves a wet trail as he travels down my body. Sucking my nipples first then licking and biting my belly. I immediately try to draw my legs close as he nears my pussy.
He growls at me, parts my legs, and bites the inside of my thigh. Tears roll down my face at the sharpness of his teeth piercing my flesh. A warning to keep my legs parted for him.
But then I have other things to worry about.
“This is mine,” he says, looking up at me from between my widely spread thighs. He makes sure my attention locks on him.
“Mine,” he says again. “Mine to eat.” He lowers his head and his mouth opens on me.
My back arches off the bed. A million rays of lightning soar through me. He sips from the pool of my wetness. He grips my clit between his teeth as he tenderly strokes my lips. He penetrates me with his tongue and I’m shocked at the intimate way he’s touching me, tasting me, eating from me.