Chapter 95
KASMINE
The heat between us was unbearable. It colled in my stomach, twisted up my spine, and spread through my veins like wildfire.
Straddling Kester’s lap, I could feel every rigid inch of him pressing against me, the hard muscles of his thighs. beneath mine, the slow rise and fall of his chest as he breathed me in.
His fingers trailed up my thighs, setting my nerves on fire. My dress was already bunched up at my waist, leaving me bare to his touch, to the wicked things I knew he was about to do to me.
“You’re burning up for me, aren’t you?” Kester’s voice was low, rough, and full of smug satisfaction as he slipped a single finger between my folds, dragging it through my wetness.
I gasped, my fingers tightening around his shoulders, nally digging into the fabric of his white sleeves. The pressure, the teasing stroke, everything was enough to send a violent shudder through me.
“Kester…” My voice was breathy and desperate.
His dark eyes burned into mine, filled with raw possession, with a hunger so intense it made me dizzy. “Yes, baby.
He replied, taking my lips in his as he bit down on my lower lip. “Fuck Yeah.”
My hips jerked involuntarily as he pressed his finger inside me, slowly stretching me just enough to make me ache for more.
“So tight,” he groaned, watching every little reaction I gave him like he was studying me, memorizing the way my body responded to his touch. “This pretty little pussy was made for me, wasn’t it?”
I whimpered, my head tipping back as he moved inside me, curling his finger, dragging pleasure from places I didn’t even know existed. My breath hitched when he added a second finger, the stretch setting every nerve in my body on fire.
Kester’s free hand came up to cup my jaw, forcing my gaze back to his. “Look at me while I take you apart.”
Gods, I couldn’t. It was too much. The way he touched me, the way he owned me with just his fingers–it was too intense, too consuming.
“You’re already shaking,” he murmured, smirking as he drove his fingers deeper, coaxing another broken moan from my lips. “And I’ve barely even started.”
He dipped his fingers so deep I could almost feel them in my stomach.
I moaned, my eyes tearing up from holding his intense stare.
I tried to form words, but my mind was fogged, drowning in the sensations he was pulling from my body. My hips moved against his hand, seeking more, but he held me steady, controlling every bit of my pleasure.
My body s
seemed to already know its master as it obeyed every command from Kester.
“Greedy little thing,” he mused. “Do you want something more?”
The Stretch was already overwhelming, the pleasure too consuming–but I needed it. I needed him inside me.
“Yes, please,” I gasped, barely able to form the word before a third finger pushed inside me, stretching me wide, filling me to the point of madness.
“Ahh! Kes…”
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Chapter 95
“Shh.. Don’t be too loud, baby,” He hushed, and, gods, the way he was so calm and collected made me think I was the only one feeling all the things I felt.
He fucked me like it was a punishment, his three fingers sliding in and out of my wetness in a rhythmn my body couldn’t keep up with.
I nearly came apart right then. My back arched, my breath shattered, my nails dug into him so hard I was sure left marks,
“Fuck, that’s it,” Kester groaned, his voice laced with raw desire. “Taking my fingers so well. Imagine how you’ll feel when I finally fuck you open for real.”
A strangled moan left my lips. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything except fall apart as he thrust his fingers inside me.
Pleasure surged through me like a violent wave that stole my breath. My body tensed. My release was close. “Faster, Kester,” I cried, moving my hips to meet his thrust
Why was he not doing what I wanted? Why was he slowing down?
“No. Kester. Please…” Before I could form the words, Kester’s fingers withdrew from my drenched core, leaving me empty and aching.
“Not yet, baby.” He brushed some stray strands of hair from my sweaty face, “Undo my belt.” he commanded. I obeyed without hesitation, my hands shaky as I fumbled with the buckle, eager, needy, still pulsing from the release he denied me. The second the leather slipped free, his strong fingers curled around my nape, steadying me.
“Slow down,” he murmured, tilting his head as if he enjoyed watching me squirm. “You’ll take what I give you. Not what you think you want.” his lips brushed against mine in a slow, intoxicating kiss. His mouth was so warm, so claiming, making my pulse race as he guided my hands to the thick, throbbing heat straining against his
trousers
Even as my blood roared in my ears, I obeyed, dragging the zipper down with agonizing patience before slipping my hand inside.
With my lips still caught in his, I reached in and wrapped my fingers around his thick, hot cock, which was pulsing against my palm.
Kester groaned into my mouth, “That’s right, baby. Now stroke it–nice and slow.” he whispered, and I felt my juices leaking down my thighs at his composure.
I obeyed. Desperately obeyed. Eagerly waiting for his next command.
A deep growl rumbled from his chest, vibrating against my lips. “Just like that, baby,” he breathed, his voice rough with pleasure.
His hands traced down my hips, gripping them firmly. He lifted me up with a force that made me breathless as he growled against my mouth, “Slide it into that tight little pussy of yours.”
1 lifted myself slightly, my thighs trembling with anticipation. I hovered over the tip of his cock, feeling the sheer size of it pressing against my entrance. But just as I was about to sink down, I hesitated.
Kester noticed immediately. His smirk deepened. “What’s wrong, baby?” His voice was taunting and dark.” Scared?”
I swallowed, nodding, “I’ve never straddled you before. I just “I bit my lip, heat rushing to my cheeks. “I–I don’t know if I can take all of you like this. You’re…big.”
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I always said this… No matter how many times Kester fucked me, I’d never get used to his size.
He exhaled sharply, his grip tightening on my hips as if my words had pushed him to the edge of his restraint. Then, his lips found mine again, “You’ll be fine, baby,” he murmured. “Just let me in.”
And then, with one swift motion, he drove into me, earning him a scream from me, which he quickly muffled with his mouth.
I felt warm liquid trickle down my cheeks at the way he filled me up and the different emotions skittering down my spine – pain and pleasure.
He growled low in his throat, gripping my jaw and forcing the to look at him. “You feel that, baby?” he rasped, his voice dripping with dark satisfaction. “That’s me splitting you apart. Stretching this tight little pussy until it knows who it fucking belongs to.”
I whimpered.
I could barely think, barely breathe. The sensation of him inside me was too much too deep, too thick, too overwhelming.
But he wasn’t done.
His smirk widened. “Now,” he murmured, dragging his lips over my jaw, nipping at my throat. “Ride me.”
I obeyed. As always.
