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I began bouncing on him, never breaking eye contact with him as he grabbed both of my breasts and squeezed, before teasing my nipples between his fingers.
He moved one hand down to my clit and began rubbing in tight circles, causing me to throw my head back in pleasure.
He brought his mouth up to my ear, his breath tickling my neck.
“Do you like when I fuck you like this, princess?” He whispered.
“Yes,” I moaned, again losing all conscious thought and care in the world.
He gripped my hips, taking control of the speed and pounding into me relentlessly. The only sound in the gym was flesh slapping together and our heavy breathing.
“Eyes on me when you cum on my dick, Soren,” he said, eyes meeting mine in the mirror as I looked over my shoulder.
And that was enough to send me toppling over.
No matter how badly I wanted to close my eyes and give into the wave of pleasure, I didn’t break eye contact with Kade, screaming his name, causing him to spill himself inside me.
We slowed together, leaning against one another and trying to catch our breaths.
“Whose are you, Soren?” He asked.
“Yours,” I squeaked.
“Damn right,” he said, before kissing me more intimately than I ever thought he would be capable of.
17
KADE
I enjoyed watchingSoren lose herself with me more than I ever thought I could enjoy something.
The way her lips parted. The way my name sounded on her tongue. The way her body fit and moved so perfectly with mine.
I was no stranger to being with women, but Soren was different and that’s what scared me. As much as I wanted her, I couldn’t have her. When I was inside of her, buried so deep within her that I forgot my own name it was easy to forget.
I was the son of a Mafia boss, and no matter how badly I wanted out of it, I couldn’t be. I was married to this life, a prisoner to it, never able to escape. I was a criminal, always looking over my shoulder and knowing that karma was going to come back around and give me a swift kick in the ass.
It wasn’t the life she deserved.
She’d ridden the carousel of bad luck for a large part of her life, and now it was time to get off. I wouldn’t hold her on it against her will.
But no matter how hard I tried, I didn’t know if I had the strength to stay away from her while she was here, or to keep my distance and keep my hands to myself.
I killed men for a living, for fuck sakes. I could keep my hands and my feelings to myself with this woman. But I wouldn’t break my promise to her. I still intended to set her free from this life she was living with her husband, and from Lilah who controlled her every move before him. She deserved to live a life that made her feel happy and safe.
She deserved to befree.
A scream filledthe hallways of the silent house, and I bolted straight up in bed with my heart pounding heavily in my chest.
At first I thought I had been imagining things, or it had been part of a dream, but as the scream came again I knew it wasn’t just a trick of the mind.
I grabbed the glock from my nightstand and made my way towards the source of the sound, which happened to be Soren’s room on the other side of the house. I counted to three before turning the doorknob, surprised to find it unlocked, and cautiously made my way inside the room.
My eyes flew around the room before landing on a thrashing Soren in bed and I made my way over and took in the state of her before my eyes.
She was dripping sweat, shaking back and forth, and whimpering in her sleep. It broke the heart I didn’t think I had, and I put my glock on her nightstand before kneeling gently on the bed next to her.
I gathered her in my arms, and began to stroke her damp hair, saying her name over and over gently and hoping shewould snap out of whatever nightmare currently had its claws deep in her.
