“You’re gonna get all you can handle. I promise you that.” He lands three more blows on my cheeks before tapping my inner thighs.
“Spread your knees. I want to see how wet my pussy is.”
His pussy. It shouldn’t send a shiver of pleasure through me to hear him declare ownership of my body ... but it does. This is the man I never thought I’d be able to keep, but it seems he’s claimed me—which means I get to claim him. Keep him.
I’ve never wanted to keep someone like I want to keep Kane.
He reaches between my legs from behind, and the pads of his fingers slide through my wetness. “Always so fucking wet. So ready for me. You love this, don’t you?”
I attempt to hold back another moan, but it escapes as he pushes a thick finger inside me. “Yes.”
He fucks me with one finger until I’m nearing the edge of sanity, tugging at my restraints, attempting to free myself from this captivity. But, really, all I want is more of whatever he wants to give me.
And then he drags his soaked finger back from my pussy toward my ass.
“Tell me no if you want me to stop rightnow and leave this pretty little asshole alone.” He circles the tight ring. “Is that what you want, princess? For me to stop?”
I flex my hips, pushing toward his finger, seeking more pressure. But he thwarts me by pulling away and delivering a slap to my hip.
“Answer me, or we stop.”
“I don’t want to stop.”
“Are you sure?”
He steps away from me and I hear him tear something open.
“What are you doing?”
“That’s not the question, Temperance. I want to know how far you’re willing to go. How much you’ll let me give you.”
I struggle against my bonds.
“You can’t move until I let you out. Now, answer the question or tonight’s already over.”
“I want it all, dammit!” The words come out like a battle cry before softening. “Everything you have. I want all of you.”
He strokes my ass again. “Good. Because that’s exactly what I’m going to give you. Every single fucking bit of me. To the depths of my soul. You have me, Temperance. All of me. I’m going to show you.”
He drizzles something cold on my ass, and a shiver rips through my limbs.
“It’s lube, princess. Don’t worry.”
Before, that might have scared me, but I trust Kane with my body ... and more. He smooths the slippery liquid over my back entrance before sliding something slick between the bench and my clit that immediately starts to vibrate.
“You’re going to come so hard you forget everything, even your own damn name.”
With the toy trapped against me, Kane circles my asshole, increasing the pressure incrementally before retreating. Finally, he pushes his thick fingertip in just far enough to breach the muscle before pulling back.
In short, he’s making me crazy.
“More,” I beg.
“You’ll get what I give you, when I say you’re ready for it.”
He pushes in more the next time, maybe to the first knuckle, but his finger feels massive. It’s the most decadent stretch I’ve ever felt.
“I’ve wanted to fuck your ass since the first time you walked into that room with your perfect little skirt suit and blouse. And then when you started squirming on the desk when that Dom told his woman he was going to fuck her ass ... I thought you were going to come right there.”