Page 35 of Wicked Delivery

He wrapped his hand in my hair and pulled my head back, forcing me to watch him take me from behind in the mirror in front of us. My eyes were half closed, ecstasy etched across my face. The things he made me feel, like I was the only woman on the planet that could ever fulfill his needs.

Holy shit, this is hot as fuck.

Kain’s eyes met mine in our reflection. He smirked as he slowed his pace. Agonizingly slow. With each thrust, I could feel every inch of him sliding in and out, from his base to his tip, and I was dripping.

Is he trying to get us caught?

I tried to bounce back on his cock, to make him fuck me faster, but it didn’t work. He pressed against me, burying himself all the way to his balls, spanking my ass with his free hand.

“Nuh-uh. I want you to enjoy every single stroke. I know what’s running through your mind.What if somebody walks in on us?What if I don’t fucking care if they did or what they might think, Lexi? What if, actually, that’s exactly what I want to happen? For them to hear you being fucked so good that they have to see what the hell is going on in here to make you sound like that?”

I whimpered, biting my lower lip as he slid back and forth, hitting the deepest part of me with every thrust, slowly driving me into blissful insanity.

“Kain, please,” I moaned.

“What do you want, baby? Do you want to come?”

He slipped his hand from my ass to my front, and when his fingers connected with my clit, all the pleasure that had been building exploded, making me see stars as I cried out in ecstasy.

“Yes! Oh my God! Harder, Kain! I want to feel you fill me. I want your cum dripping out of me.” My words were a plea as I tightened my grip, my orgasm still shooting through my body with each thrust.

He groaned, rubbing my clit vigorously as he fucked me at a relentlessly hard pace. His balls slapping against my ass echoed in the room loudly.

“I’m going to fill you up so damn good. Are you ready, baby?” Kain asked, his voice husky and desperate with the need to do exactly what I’d asked.

“Yes! Oh, please, yes,” I begged him.

Who knew I had a breeding kink? I sure hadn’t until I met Kain.

He moaned and slammed his cock deep inside me one final time.

I sighed as I felt his warmth spill into the tight space around his dick, filling me impossibly full.

He released my hair, and it cascaded around my shoulders as he brought his hand down to my ass. He spanked me hard and chuckled—I was sure he was appreciating the handprint he had more than likely just left.

Then, he leaned over, his hot breath on my ear. “I love you, my dirty little freak.”

Fuck it. There was no getting around it. I couldn’t keep denying that I felt the same way.

“I love you too.”