Page 108 of Cain
Violently, he pulls me up by my hair. “You’re so perfect that I want to fuck every tight hole on your little body.”
I nod. “Do it.”
His lips capture mine in a fervent and rough kiss, his tongue fiercely invading my mouth and his lips sucking mine greedily.
He grabs my hips, spreads my legs, and with a swift motion, he lifts me like I’m a feather and pulls me onto him.
His cock thrusts inside me ruthlessly, eliciting loud gasps from both of us.
“I want you to fuck me,” he whispers in my ear. “Fuck me until you drown my cock with your cum.”
Violently, he grabs my dress and yanks it down, nearly tearing it off. His tongue slides across my breasts, leaving wet trails behind. God, this feeling is wild.
I won’t be able to hold myself for long. The climax is coming fast. I circle my hips greedily back and forth, my nails sinking into his shoulders.
He grabs both of my wrists and shackles them in his grip behind my back. His other hand tangles in my hair.
“The way your tight little pussy pulsates around my cock drives me insane.” He pulls my head and crashes his lips on mine.
My legs begin to shake with ecstasy, and my moans become louder. Fuck, it’s coming, and it’s stronger than any other time.
“Scream louder. You’re not escaping from me now.”
My body tenses as the climax approaches. Swiftly, he seizes his tie around my eyes and takes it off, then snatches my face and forces me to look at him.
“Look at me. Look at me as you come all over me.”
“C-Ca—” My eyes roll back.
“Say it!”
He grabs my ass and moves me faster.
“Cain, I’m coming!”
He moves me aggressively without changing his speed, making me come all over him. He pulls back and releases on my clit.
Breathless and panting, he slowly grips the nape of my neck, pulls me close, and rests his forehead against mine.
And here we are, breathing each other in, lost in silence, eyes locked with everything unsaid.
This duality is tearing me apart. Either it’s ruining me or making me fall for him, and I’m scared to face the truth. How could I fall for a man like him?
I haven’t raised my eyes to check where he’s brought me. Somehow, I don’t care much. Somehow, all I need to feel butterflies in my stomach is right in front of me.
With gentle moves, he holds the straps of my dress and pulls it up to cover me again. He reaches for the wipes in the car’s glove compartment and cleans his cum from me. His hand lingers on my thigh.
He glances at me with that crooked smirk.
“I told you to fuck me, but I didn’t expect to feel like I got hit by a truck after.”
I huff out a soft laugh, raising my brows. “You asked for it.”
“I guess I did.”
Why is he so cute?!
His hand settles on my hip, and he remains silent for a few more seconds, letting his eyes wander around my face.
