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"Such a good fucking girl. Spread your legs wider for me…God, so fucking delicious. I found my new favorite thing to eat."
My skin tingles and my legs shake as he licks and sucks and bites down on my clit, giving it even more abuse that's such a sweet, torturous pleasure.
My pussy aches, but it's so good.
"Oh, my god…More. Give me more."
"You want more, princess?" His tongue lashes faster, sucks harder, the bites becoming more intense. Then, he adds more fingers until his hand is completely inside my pussy.
"More…more." I whimper as he pushes harder and harder until I feel a pop in my stomach and I scream out in my orgasm. "Kai! Oh, my fucking God! I'm dying! I'm fucking dying!"
What else could possibly explain how it feels like my insides are falling out and yet his hand is still inside me, strumming my g-spot like a harpsichord.
"That's my girl. Give it to me," he demands as he stands up and his hand wraps around my throat, holding me in place. His eyes are so dark and his face is coated in my orgasm. His tongue runs across his lip as he stares between my legs, slamming his fist deeper and deeper, harder inside me. "You're not dying. This isrealpleasure. Have you never been fisted before?"
I've been fisted once, but he barely got his knuckles in before it started to hurt too much. This is different. I can't get enough of what his fingers are doing inside me.
"Stop … no, don't ever stop!"
He grins at me before removing his hand. A loud gasp falls from my lips before I weep.
"No! Please, don't stop." I'm addicted to the feeling.
"I have something else in mind. Our play time isn't over, Aria. It's only just begun." He smiles like the psycho he truly is and reaches under the bed I'm laid out on, but I know whatever he has is going to make me lose my mind in the best way.
CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR
KAI
This woman is going to be the death of me. I haven't even gotten inside her and yet the satisfaction I get from making her scream in pleasure is beyond anything pain has ever given me. The bed is soaked with all her secretions and the room smells divine with her pleasure emitting through the air.
I bought so many toys to fill this room for her. Slowly over the months since Aria walked back into my life, I've been filling this house with things for her. The Maze. This bed. The jacuzzi tub in my bathroom, just for her. The balcony outside my room. The porch decked out with her favorite flowers, a path etched out in the woods just for morning strolls I know she loves.
I just need her to get over this hump so I can show her everything I've done to make her comfortable here with me.
Maybe if the others are gone and out of the picture completely, Aria will finally give herself to me. Heart, body, and soul. She won't have their distraction. She'll forget about them.
"Kai, please!" she begs, tears staining her freckled flesh, her exposed chest and stomach flush from the pill I gave her.
She wants more, but she needs a break. Luckily, I prepared for this.
I grab her bound hands and pull her to sit up.
I reach into the mini-fridge I have installed under the bed and pull out a bowl of ice and a bottle of water.
The last thing I need is her insides cooking.
I crack open the bottle of water. "Here," I say as I hand her the bottle of water.
"I don't want it to be over," she complains as she takes the bottle of water.
Grabbing her hair, I crane her head and lean close to her, whispering, "It's not over until I say it is."
A playful, bratty smirk crosses her lips which I steal right off her face, erasing it with a kiss.
Fuck. Even her lips are hot. She needs a cooldown.
She takes a small sip of the water before taking another and another. Soon, the whole bottle is gone and she's gasping for air.
