Page 24 of Kane's Awakening
“You like that?” he asked between kisses.
I nodded, not trusting my voice.
“I want to hear you say it,” Kane pressed, gliding his fingers along my collarbone.
I loved the feel of him behind me. The warmth and strength he possessed. He bit my neck at the same time he pinched them again.
“Fuck,” I said on another gasp. “Yes, I like it.”
He smiled against my shoulder, running his hands down my ribcage and to my bellybutton. But I couldn’t stand it any longer. I turned and pushed him back on the mattress, needing to touch him like he’d touched me.
His eyes widened, and for a moment, I could’ve sworn I saw fear reflected in them. I halted my movements and was about to ask him if he was okay, but he didn’t give me the chance. He gripped my forearms and flipped me to my back, hovering over me and grinding his hips into mine.
“We have a problem,” I said as I ran my hands down his spine, feeling the material that prevented me from touching his soft skin. “You’re not naked enough.”
Kane grinned and started sucking my neck, teasingly wiggling his ass in the process.
How could he be so damn sexy and adorable at the same time?
With fumbling fingers, I took hold of his shirt and slid it up his back. The contact of his lips was only broken long enough for me to pull the shirt over his head and throw it to the side, and then they were back in place, sucking at the base of my throat and driving me wild.
I hadn’t known that was a weak spot of mine, but leave it to Officer Horndog to freaking find it.
“God, I’m gonna fuck you right into this mattress,” he said with a seductive growl, rocking his hips against mine again.
The words alone—and the visual they created—were enough to make my dick twitch and I groaned.
My pants were still down, but around my calves, so I kicked them the rest of the way off. Kane took the hint and started unbuttoning his pants, unzipping them and eagerly shoving them down. His body was too much; almost too sexy to be real. Or maybe it was just because I’d never had someone quite as physically fit as him before.
The rippling abs and muscles made my mouth go dry, and I swallowed as I peered at him above me. His dick sprang free once his jeans were off, and as if on reflex, my ass clenched.
Damn, I wanted him inside me.
He reached between our bodies and glided his fingers across my entrance. I shuddered at the contact and looked into his eyes, biting my bottom lip. A smirk played at the edge of his mouth. He only left to grab some lube, before he returned.
For the following five minutes, he fucked me with his slick fingers, starting with one and gradually adding a second and a third as he worked on opening me.
I’d never been with a man who took such care of me in that sense.
Past guys hadn’t hurt me, but they hadn’t been as thorough as Kane. He had taken me pretty quick our first time in the club, but now that he was able to take his time, he took full advantage of the fact. And his moans as he pushed his fingers into my ass matched my own.
He enjoyed foreplay and liked giving it just as much as getting it.
When he removed his fingers, I gripped the sheet under me and fought the ache their absence left behind.
“Condom?” he asked before kissing down my neck.
I nodded and motioned to the drawer beside the bed. “There’s more lube, too.”
By the time he slipped on the rubber, lubed me up, and finally thrust into me, I was so worked up, I had to force myself not to come on the spot.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he groaned before rocking into me again.
I gripped his back and dug my fingers into his shoulder blades, loving the way his muscles moved beneath my hands. When I could no longer hold it back, I shot my hand down to take hold of my dick and started stroking in time with his thrusts, whimpering every time he brushed my prostate.
That encouraged Kane to fuck me harder. Deeper.
Warmth spread down my spine and my balls drew up just as my orgasm hit. I clenched my jaw to keep from shouting.
