Page 46 of Heart Thief


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“No more bites, pleeeeeeassssse.”

He laughs. “You love it. Look how wet you are.” Caressing my buttocks, he moves his hand down between my arse checks and into my pussy, pushing his fingers into me. After moving them gently around, he pulls them out, showing me as he brings them to his mouth and sucks his fingers in.

I stare at him. What. The. Fuck.

”You are so tasty, Evie. You always were.” He grabs my dress, unzips it and pulls it off, then puts a pillow under my stomach, lifting my hips and arse in the air. Standing behind me, he rubs my pussy with his fingers and moves my juices around my back hole.

“Kellen.”

“Sshh, Kitten. Relax. It’ll feel so fucking good, I promise.” He’s rubbing his cock around my pussy, his piercing touching my lips, clit, and it feels sublime, making me wetter than ever. I can feel it running between my thighs. “You’re so wet, but…” He trails off as he grabs a bottle of coconut oil from my lotion and potion table at the side of the bed. “This will do for now,” he states, liberally pouring it onto his hands and drizzling it between my cheeks. He smears his cock, and starts to work my arsehole, pushing in one finger first one, gently probing in and out. “Feel how good it is. Relax, baby.”

I am clearly a bit tense. I have sort of done this before, with a guy I was seeing for a year or so, but to be fair, we did not get far. And it was not the utopia he had promised. But then, none of the sex had been. Even an eighteen-year-old Kellen had been better than him.

Kell is pushing his finger in deeper, then adds another, scissoring them inside my arse, the feeling intense, but god it feels so good. I encourage him, thrusting myself at him as he moves his fingers in and out.

“Yes, fuck, I want to be here, but not tonight, baby. But soon. Definitely soon.” His voice is rough and raspy, heated and fervent, as he works me over, and I start to relax, sinking into the rhythm of his words and motions.

He pulls out his fingers and pushes in his tongue, and I jump at the sensation. He’s showing me anal heaven, stamping my passport, so I can get fully in. Stopping and starting, he asks me how it feels and if it's ok, but he doesn’t stop switching between fingers and tongue.

Just when I think I’ve hit full bliss, he stands suddenly and arches his back towards me pushing his piercing onto my clit. I groan in delight, the pleasure has hit record levels.

He leans forwards, biting down on my neck, then whispers into my ear, “When I move my cock I want you to rub your clit and move your fingers into yourself,” before he leans back, so his piercing is earning its price tag. He’s thrusting harder now short pumps to keep hitting my clit.

And I could not even tell you my name.

He moves to the bottom of the bed, and my hands travel after him, doing exactly what he tells me to.

His lubed up fingers are inserted into my tight bud, his eyes watching my body's response, then travelling down to focus on my hands. His face is a mask of desire.

“I’m going to fuck you here, Kitten” He slaps my ass, and I nearly combust. ”This belongs to me. Does it feel good? Tell me, do you want me deeper?”

“It feels so good, Oh gawd, more Kell, more.” Working me into oblivion, his hands and fingers are slick with oil and the pre cum leaking from his hard cock.

“Come for me, Evie,” he commands, pushing two then three fingers into my arse. Scissoring them as he goes.

I move my hand quicker and start to tense up, lights flash behind my eyes. I can hear a noise and realise it’s me screaming his name and crying. My pussy is clenching down so hard, and he thrusts his tongue inside me, to lick up everything I have.

Collapsing fully on the bed, he lays his torso onto my back. “Fucking hell woman, you’re gonna kill me.”

I can’t speak. I don’t know what to say. Tears are leaking from my eyes in an outpouring of emotion.

“Hey, you okay, Kitten? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He climbs fully back onto the bed and his strong arms pull me gently towards him, turning me to fully face him. Wrapping me in an embrace, kissing my head, he murmurs, “Tell me I didn’t hurt you.”

“No, not hurt,” is all I can get out. He kisses the tears still flowing out of the sides of my eyes. “Tension release,” I try to laugh out.

A knowing smile graces his face and he lays there, holding me, not saying a word.

Chapter

Twenty

KELLEN

I lay with Evie for a long while. Eventually, her breathing changes, and I know she’s dozed off. Fuck, I don’t have time to sleep. I need as much of her as I can get whilst I’m here. Because once I’m gone, I’m gone.

Why the fuck did I think this would be a good idea? Because I still can’t resist her, and now she’s here in front of me, after all this time. I want her to blot out the dark. But even I’m not stupid enough to think it could be more. To wish things could be different. So I’ll take as much as she’ll give me, and give her what I can in return.

I have zero intentions of coming back to live in the UK. At the very least, for years. If not ever. I’m already thinking about how it’s going to work with James. But, let’s be honest. My record company will sign him. A lot of musicians end up in LA due to the publicity and the amount of exposure they can get there. Especially young, good looking guys. There’s a lot there for them.

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