“Yes.”
In reality, though, I wanted to forgive myself. Punish myself. But I couldn’t. Maybe having his hands on me would help.
“Lay back. Show me what you like.”
Resting back on the pillows, I cupped my breasts, then pinched my nipples between my fingers. A jolt of pleasure went through me, and they tightened even more than before. I rolled the hardening flesh, pulling and tugging, pushing past where I normally went when I touched myself. Kane’s eyes darkened as his pupils eclipsed the beautiful green.
“I want your teeth on me,” I said softly, twisting my nipples even harder. “Your mouth. Tongue.”
He pushed his boxers down his legs and watching his hard cock pop free proved to be a distraction. He had the most amazing body. “What do you want me to do with my mouth?”
I refocused on his eyes. “Lick. Suck. Bite.” I cupped the undersides of my breasts, squeezing. “Not just my nipples.” I traced a finger across the bottom. “Here too.”
I stared after him as he turned and walked to the bathroom. He was back moments later with a stack of towels. Was he expecting blood?
“Lift your bottom.” Raising up, I did as he asked, and he layered three towels beneath me.
“What are these for?”
He smirked. “You’ll see why later.” Then he picked up the clamps he had tossed on the bed. They weren’t shiny metal like I’d imagined them to be.
“These are rubber. We can work up to metal if you like.”
His eyes were focused on my breasts as he climbed onto the bed next to me. His lips latched onto my nipple, and I moaned. It was amazing. Wet heat paired with perfect suction, each pull of his mouth sending pleasure straight through to my groin. My back arched, feeding him more, as his teeth scraped over my sensitive flesh.
When he switched to my other breast, his hand moved too, lower. It didn’t stop until he was cupping my sex.
“Your pussy’s wet for me.”
“Yes,” I breathed.
With his mouth, he sucked hard on my nipple while his fingers parted my folds and brushed over my clit. As he circled the little bundle of nerves, he bit down on my breast.
“Yes!” I cried out. He didn’t hesitate, he bit me again.
When he moved his mouth to the other nipple, I saw the marks he’d left behind, and wanted more. His finger dipped lower, sliding into my aching core. A second joined the first, filling me, stretching me, twisting and turning, his knuckles scraping my walls.
“Oh, God.”
Biting my breasts, almost chewing now, his fingers moved faster, turning until they found the secret place inside me.
He bit me again, and I exploded, sending a gush of liquid onto the towel. I didn’t have time to be embarrassed or even care that I’d just peed myself because he was making me do it again.
His fingers were curled, driving hard, the heel of his hand slapping my clit with each stroke. My body tightened, harder and harder.
“That’s right, baby. Give it to me.”
“Yes! Yes!” I slammed my palms on his shoulders, then grabbed hold of him as I ground down against his hand. He bit harder, the undersides of my breasts this time. Pain and pleasure combined, causing me to soar.
When I opened my eyes, I saw him rolling on a condom. He held up the clamps, his eyes asking more?
I nodded. I was used up, my breasts aching, but I wanted it, wanted everything.
When he fastened the first one on, I gasped as it bit into my overly sensitized flesh. Oh, the pain. It spiraled down through me, and I twisted as he added the second. He moved back to admire his work.
“Spread your legs.”
I did, and he stretched out between them. Ignoring the wetness of the towels, he pressed his mouth against me.
I cursed as his tongue danced and dipped, licking up and down every inch of me. I writhed, and each movement jarred the clamps, sending the mix of pain and pleasure straight to where he feasted on my flesh.
“Kane!” I cried out as his lips and teeth closed around my clit. Moving to his knees, he pushed my legs back and apart, spreading me wide for his mouth. He licked lower and lower, and I froze as his tongue circled my anus. The nerves fired, shooting burning heat up my body. Then his teeth were on my clit again as two fingers slid inside. There was pressure on my anus again, and I flinched but didn’t stop him.
Something smooth breached the tight muscle, and I wailed. Once it was seated, his fingers moved back inside me, his teeth biting my outer lips.
Too full. So full. Incredibly full.
He curled his fingers and pressed against that spot that made everything go white. I made a sound I’d never made before, my fingers digging into his skin.
I was still coming when he crawled up my body and pushed his cock inside me. My eyelids fluttered when he ordered me to open them. Kane snapped his hips forward, driving deep inside me.
“Yes!”
He lifted my legs, placing my ankles on his shoulders and leaned forward. The angle drove him deeper, making me gasp. The sound turned into a wail as he slammed into me again and again. Each thrust rocked my breasts, and the clamps tugged at my now-numb nipples.
He was so hard, his face so tight, I was sure he’d come soon. He didn’t. Instead, he slowed and steadied his pace, showing no signs of slowing.
From the impossible angle, I was completely helpless, unable to stop what he was doing to me, even if I wanted to.
My nipples.
My full ass.
His body driving into mine.
But it was the look in his eyes as he gazed deeply into mine that caused the first tear to fall.
I love you.
I wanted to say the words so badly. I’d told Zoe how I felt about him, but the words just swirled inside my brain.
His hand found mine, and our fingers laced together. Moments later, the fingers of our other hand did the same.
It was an oddly intimate gesture that contradicted the roughness of what we were doing.
I was on fire as electricity coursed through my veins, across my nerves. Then I exploded, erupted, coming so hard that I couldn’t breathe, let alone cry out. He didn’t stop. Time lost all meaning as our bodies crashed together. It was only me and him in a bubble of our own making, pleasing each other. Pleasing ourselves.
“I forgive you,” he said as he slammed into me so hard I saw stars. Then I was coming again, my body convulsing with the intensity. “Please forgive me too.”
Hilted deep inside me, he removed the clamps, and blood rushed back into my nipples. I screamed as the pins and needles stabbed me as I continued to shake. And as he watched me lose all control, he came too.
He was still pulsing inside me, his hot breath in my hair, when I realized I had also forgiven myself. And I had no idea how to get whatever he’d stuck in my butt out.
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
Kane
Even though I was stuck in New York while the guys were in Texas, I found myself smiling on occasion. I caught myself whistling a couple of times too.