Page 137 of Insatiable

She pants, a sweat building on her skin. “Yeah?”

“Fuck yeah.” I pull my fingers out of her, and she winces.

I climb up her trembling body, pressing my hardness against her pussy, desperate to be deep inside her. “Open your mouth.” To piss her off, I add, “Filthy little slut.”

She snarls, nails dragging and splitting the skin of my stomach, causing each muscle to constrict. “Don’t call me that.”

My cock twitches at the pain, the raging look on her face. She still wants me though – she’s hooking her ankles behind my back and pulling me against her more.

I snatch her jaw and pry her mouth open. “Tongue out.”

I gather her taste in my mouth then spit into hers.

Her orgasm-dazed eyes stay on me as it slides down her throat.

I hum. “See? You’re delicious.”

She nods and takes my wrist, bringing my fingers to her mouth to suck her own cum from them. I grow harder at the sight of her gagging as I sink them right in, my knuckles hitting her teeth.

“Good girl.”

Her eyes are on fire with my praise, watching my mouth as I sink my teeth into my bottom lip. When I pull my fingers out, she glares at me. “You called me a slut.”

I nod. “I did.”

She wipes her mouth and sits up, shoving me onto my side. Then she gets to her feet, fisting her hands as she walks towards the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” I ask, standing from my position on the floor. My cock hardens even more when she pulls her top off, giving me her naked back.

I gulp as she glances over her shoulder at me. “I’m going for a shower.”

I hold my breath. Does she have any idea how fucking beautiful she is?

She’s completely naked. And my cock is painfully hard.

She walks into the bathroom, not bothering to close the door.

Shit.

Don’t follow her.

Don’t follow her.

Don’t follow her.

What’s the worst that can happen? I’ve already screwed her on this trip.

“Fuck it.”

34

KADE

As soon as I climb into the shower with her, it takes me everything not to drop to my knees and beg for her forgiveness for who I’ve become.

Even if I did, and she asked me to stop all that I’ve been doing, I can’t.

I lied when I said I’d had two years to get over her.

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