Chapter 269
KESTER.
Her warmth hit me hard.
Her thighs brushed my hips while her breasts flattened slightly beneath my chest.
Her scent–fuck, her scent was everywhere, tangled in the sheets, pressed into my skin, and driving me mad.
And her lips. God, her lips.
I dipped my head and caught them in mine.
I’d be damned if the kiss was gentle.
It was hunger, obsession, and starvation all wrapped in one.
My mouth moved against hers with a desperation I couldn’t hide. I was claiming, taking, and tasting all at once. Her lips were soft, slightly parted, warm with sleep, and I kissed her like my sanity was hanging on her breath.
I groaned into her mouth, my hips grinding down instinctively, the length of my cock sliding just above her soaked heat.
“Fuck, Kasmine.”
Her folds cradled me without even knowing it. Her slickness coated the underside of my cock, and I nearly lost it right then.
My hand trembled as I brushed a strand of hair from her face. I stared at her, “God,” I breathed against her lips in a trembling voice. “You’re going to ruin me, baby.”
I stayed there for a while, cock pressed between her legs, barely moving. Just soaking in the feel of her. Skin to skin.
Her thighs parted just enough to grip me, and it took everything in me not to drive in.
I could smell her all over me now. On my fingers. My lips. In my lungs. It wasn’t just her body that was calling to me–it was everything, including her goddamn soul.
And her lips.
I couldn’t stop myself. I took her lips again, kissing her desperately while moaning into her mouth.
It was almost too perfect fucking her in her sleep. I’ll certainly make this a kink.
My hips rolled, and the length of my cock dragged right against her folds.
Fuck.
Chapter 269
I was losing it.
I sucked in a breath between clenched teeth and slowly slid my cock blong her clit. I didn’t push it in. No. Just up… and down, just enough to make my whole body shudder.
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