Page 84 of Fake Fae-Ancée

"Apologizing " I murmured and let a hand slide up her thigh. She was wearing pantyhose under her dress. I didn't give a damn what she was wearing. Right now, I was just thinking about the smartest strategy to peel her free.

She gasped as I grabbed her hips and pulled her forward with a jerk, to the edge of her seat.

Closer.

"Yuri!" she hissed, but didn't fight back as I bent her leg up. Opening her for me. For better access…

"They'll hear us!"

Her eyes darted left, indicating to the wall behind us that separated our private compartment from the rest of the passengers, Bates and Baba's entourage of stylists and event planners who traveled with us. Granted, it was a rather thin wall.

"You better keep it down, then." I grinned down at her and she gasped as I ripped the clingy fabric of her tights.

"Listen, you can't keep destroying my clo— oh!!"

I pushed her panties aside, my thumb sliding between her dripping wet folds and into just the right spot.

"Seems like you don't particularly mind." My kiss caught her moans as I squeezed her damp clit apart, unfolding it, applying just the right amount of pressure. She squirmed into my touch as I deepened the kiss. She tasted like powdered sugar and that sweet, Kai-specific note I couldn’t quite match anywhere but that had me hooked from day one.

Hell, how could I ever let her go?

"Yuri…" her plea was a rash whisper and I complied only too willingly, sliding two fingers inside her tight wetness. She bit down the next groan, arching her back in her seat.

"Admit it," I said lowly into her ear. "Just now I am really, really sweet to you."

She nodded, stifling another moan as I curled my fingers inside her, widening her for me while my thumb was circling her tightened nub. Bear bristled underneath my layers, growling, and I just withheld the urge to bite her neck. Mark her there, for everyone to see.

"Please…" Her breathing increased, her muscles fluttering around my fingers. "Please, I need more!"

"Ssssshhh…" I licked the sensitive skin behind her pointy ear and felt her shudder. Nibbed at her jaw. Sealed her mouth with another kiss just when she tightened painfully around me.

"Don’t come yet," I whispered, my lips brushing hers.

"Not sure if I can stop," she groaned out, voice wobbly. She was clawing her armrests, the skin beneath her knuckles white.

"Oh, you can." I grinned. "You’re the most headstrong woman I know, of course you can brace yourself against the fiercest climax you’ve experienced so far."

"Huh." She threw me a hooded glance. "Still so cocky…"

"I’m gonna make you come until you pass out, my star." I grinned. "But only when I tell you."

An angry V appeared between her eyebrows, but the next wave of pleasure built up inside her and she fought it down bravely, biting her lower lip. Oh, this would become my favorite memory of her, all disheveled and opened up in her leather seat, quivering with lust, trying to hold it down.

I would keep this in my mind like a treasure.

With my free hand I snapped my belt buckle open. Kai’s eyes flicked down as my cock sprang free, her breath hitching. And maybe, a little huff of disappointment escaped her as I withdrew my hand from her to pull her panties away and down her legs.

"Hey…" she muttered as I folded them up and put them into my pocket. "Why do you keep stealing my panties?"

"Not stealing," I said. "Collecting."

"Cringe." Her mouth tugged into a crooked smile. "And where do you keep your collection?"

"Wouldn’t you like to know?" I gripped her ankle, brushing it with a quick kiss and angling her leg up. Pulling her even further towards me.

Closer.

"Would you like to be fucked?"

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