Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Still leaning back on my elbows, I bent my legs and pressed my knees to his sides, urging him to provide me with some relief from the frustration boiling inside of me. Instead, Kane simply chuckled quietly to himself and slipped my other breast out of the confines of the t- "You bastard." I uttered while I began to gyrate my hips again, aching to feel him inside of me. My eyes locked on his, willing this teasing to stop.

shirt I wore while I lay at his mercy beneath him.

"Oh, goddess Kane," I moaned and dug my nails into his shoulders, pleading with him.

"Just say the words," Kane whispered, running his tongue up between my breasts, my t-shirt now bunched around my neck.

"Oh goddess," I moaned, clamping my eyes shut as the fire in the bottom of my stomach raged on.

"Just say-," Kane kissed me deeply on the lips, his hands clutching at my bum, my ankles somehow now on his shoulders.

I whispered breathlessly. "Please!" I begged, opening my eyes to see Kane grinning smugly down at me.

it's my last night

boxers to his knees. And before I could even plead again, Kane was driving himself deep inside of me. I let out

you." He moaned, his words

on my elbows any longer and slipped back against the wall. With my legs up on his shoulders, I could only hold onto the kitchen counter as my body

me that he, too, needed this. Every thrust

I uttered as I

so he could grasp my left breasts, his nails digging in ever s so

could be found in this

thankfully, the door

me to a very loud, very