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For a moment, I don’t know what his intentions are aside from crashing into me. Lips parted and hair damp, I watch him move his focus to my chest.
In one smooth move, he slips his hands inside my neckline, grabs the top, and tears it apart as if it’s nothing.
I never thought I’d hear that beautiful red fabric cry out like that. My heart stops, but he doesn’t.
He peels it away, and my bare boobs bounce and jiggle under the force of his swift act of dispossession.
He drops my stunning dress, now all tattered, on top of his shirt on the chair.
My panties go next, and while I have little regret when it comes to them, my heart is broken over my beautiful dress.
What will I tell Francisco?
The random thought vanishes completely when he comes to me, flexing his biceps and tilting his hips forward.
He cups my face, takes my mouth, and grinds into me while I lock my arms around his neck, press my chest into his torso, and resume the impetuous journey with him.
He slides his hands under my butt and lifts me while I loop my legs around his waist.
His cock is hard and pointed up, and I’m wet and dripping when he slides me down, filling me up.
“Oh…”
The tension makes my center clench.
Without wasting time, he presses his middle finger against my back entrance, still kissing me while slowly fucking me, and in no time, my back ring opens and pulses around his touch.
We don’t talk or pace ourselves, only suck on each other tongues while I moan quietly.
He guides my moves while rocking his hips, finger fucking my butt at the same time.
I break his rhythm, wanting to come as quickly as I can when he moves his arm and sweeps everything off the wall table.
Ignoring the sound of broken glass, he sets my butt on the edge of the table, lifts my thighs, drapes my legs over his arms, and starts fucking me again, looking straight into my eyes.
I feel the anger in him.
It echoes deep inside my chest.
His stare is vacant, his muscles snapping, his skin glistening with sweat, his lips pulling together, tight and tense, a dark smirk tugging at them.
If Francisco is soothing like a tropical beach, and Alejandro is steaming hot like a sensual summer, Kai is harsh like the Northern winter.
Rocking his hips, he fills me for his pleasure.
We’ve never fucked like this before. The circumstances were different. I agree. We’ve never been so caught in different stories, away from each other. From our homes.
With secrets nestled in our heads.
He moves his vacant stare away from me, only to peer down and watch his hard meat enter my body.
I peek down as well, the back of my head lining the wall, my shoulders slamming into the concrete.
Watching him doing it gets me hot. Dark hot. And angry hot. But still hot. My legs are open, his shaft entering me, warm, wet and turgescent.
Like my center.
He brings his hand to my folds and places his thumb at the base of my slit, observing the smooth rocking of his hips as he enters me.
Deftly, he parts my folds and strokes my clit.
Classic fucking. No feelings. No vulnerability. No words.
That thing that brought me back to him?
Yeah…
His twisted, deep emotions?
That thing is completely gone.
