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I can’t get enough of her in my mouth.

I want to fucking swallow her whole.

My upper arms hold her thighs in place as I feast. Her hands have already tangled in my hair, pulling and pushing at every movement I make on her as pure fucking ecstasy escapes her mouth.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart? Are you close already?” I rasp as I let myself pull back from her pussy, one of my hands unwrapping from her leg to bring it to her entrance. “I’m going to get you there. Okay?”

“Y-yes daddy.” She’s breathless, and I know she forced the words out because she knows I wouldn’t continue otherwise.

But…hearing her call me daddy while spread open in front of me is too fucking much. My aching cock is pressed hard against my jeans, but this isn’t about me right now.

Right now, this is all about her.

I slowly dip my middle finger inside, and when she responds beautifully to my touch, I let myself speed up. My tongue finds her clit, lapping at her desperately as she writhes. I add my ring finger and let both fingers curl up inside of her.

“Ah!”

Her fingers tighten in my hair, and I growl into her as I flatten my tongue on her and double-down.

“You gonna cum for me?” I lift my head up enough so I can watch her face, keeping my fingers at their steady pace inside her.

She can only nod as her mouth is too busy calling out my name. My fingers push deeper, pistoning and she instantaneously lets go. Her entire body quivers, and I keep hold of her with the arm still linked around her as my other hand doesn’t relent; making her ride out the wave of pleasure as her hands try to push down on my hand to stop the overstimulation. I move my tongue immediately to her again; pulling my fingers out to lap her release.

“Ah—” The groan escapes my mouth, and I immediately shudder. My cock jolts against my zipper, and pulses.

Shit.

Fuck.

Don’t tell me I just fucking came in my pants like some horny teenager. Never in my fucking life has this happened to me.

I stop the movement, letting her body relax.

And fuck, I need a moment myself.

“You did so good,” I praise, and I let myself stand up fully again to lean over her, standing between her legs and bringing my face to hers. I put my lips onto hers; our tongues mingling as another moan slips out from her. “You see how good you taste, sweetheart?”

“Hey, I finished the—oh, shit. My bad,” Mason’s voice cuts through the room.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Power Rangers

LAYLA

My stomach sinks when I hear his voice. We were so wrapped up in uh…well, each other, that we didn’t even hear the door opening. In a panic, I try to sit up but Kane holds me down, still covering me with his large body.

“Don’t you know how to knock? Get out.”

I hear the door shut again, and Kane looks back down at me.

“He didn’t see anything, I promise. Are you alright?”

“Y-yeah of course. It’s fine.” Welp, I’ve lost my coolness again.

I feel relieved either way that Mason didn’t see me naked. I guess maybe it isn’t a big deal, but I’m barely used to anyone seeing me like this. I already had to work up a strong nerve to do it for Kane. Especially after sex…because I suddenly feel more vulnerable and admittedly less sexy after losing the high from my orgasm.

He moves back enough to give me room to move again, his eyes flickering back down to my pussy as I quickly close my legs and sit up. My cheeks heat as he looks back at my face.