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“Yes,” I sobbed. “Please.”

And at that point, I didn’t know if I was asking him to stop or to keep going.

To just keep going.

My body twitched, especially when I felt his finger curl against the front wall of my pussy.

Fuck.

“Kai, please. This is too much.”

He shook his head. “You want me to stop?”

I nodded, and he withdrew his finger, drenched in my sticky arousal.

He touched his fingers to my clit.

I jumped and groaned as I felt the orgasm building again.

I shook my head. He nodded.

“Are you sore from last night?

“Y-yes.”

“Fuck, I love that you’re still feeling me. I love that you’re sore from me. Do you want me to fuck you, pretty girl? Do you want me to abusemypretty little cunt?”

I swallowed.

I didn’t want that, did I?

My vaginal muscles clenched at the thought, and I felt myself nodding before I really thought about it.

He smiled at me.

What a dangerous smile.

This was the kind of smile I would do just about anything for.

He moved away from my clit and sat up on the bed.

Before I could voice my protest, he was reaching over to the bedside table for the condom. My heart jumped at the sight of him tearing the package with his teeth. He watched me as he sheathed it himself. My mouth watered.

He grabbed one of my legs and lifted it until it rested against his chest. My head fell back against the mattress, taking in the burn as my muscles stretched. I should probably work out more.

Who knew sex could be so strenuous?

“Kai,” I mumbled, as his eyes zeroed in on my pussy. He pulled on my pubic hair a few times, and each time was like a direct hit to my clit.

I closed my eyes, my fists clenching around the sheets beneath me.

I didn’t know how much more teasing I could take from him.

Smack!

I gasped and opened my eyes.

He slapped my ass.

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