Page 169 of Undone

Toren shakes his head. “I don’t know. But I think you can be quiet.” He raises his mouth to my ear. “Right, doll? For me.”

I bite down on my lip and sink a bit into his hands.

“You’ll be really quiet because I’m gonna let you ride me.”

My eyes go wide, my entire body like a live wire. Toren never let me ride him; only on rare occasions, like my birthday or after I’d begged until his ears bled. I think it scared him then, when we were still navigating the sexual intimacy, as if he’d somehow break me in half.

Before he can change his mind, I steal his mouth for a kiss, slipping my tongue to tangle with his as he carefully pulls off my nylons. He breaks the kiss, only to pull his own shirt off, shoving his pants down and backing up. I start to take my own clothes off, but he shakes his head and crooks his finger.

“Keep them on. You know I like the way you dress,” he says, nipping at my shoulder.

“I like everything about you,” I say and he groans, before pulling my panties to the side and sliding his finger into my hot, wet core.

“God, you’re always so ready for me, hmm? For your husband?”

I clench around him with that word, and he chuckles in my ear.

“This might sting,” he says, then slips both hands under my skirt—and there is a sting as he rips the underwear from my hips, tossing them to the side.

“Go slow,” he says through a kiss to my mouth, and I try to. He’s so fucking big I swear he’s in my lungs and yet I don’t have him all the way in yet.

I slip down again, grunting, before Toren swats at my ass. “I said, fucking slow.”

Finally, I’m sweating, my sweater and bra are a pile on the floor, and I’m riding Toren slow and steady.

My eyes are barely open. I feel almost drunk as Toren asks, “You still good, Lil?” for the tenth time. I nod, but he stops my hip movements again, eliciting a sharp whine from my mouth.

“Please—”

“Easy, doll.” He chuckles and I swear I can feel the vibration in my stomach. “My turn.”

His hands lift me then, up and down a little faster and I have to bite into his shoulder not to scream at the way it feels. I’m high—I have to be—on whatever Toren Kane bleeds. He grunts, too, lifting me entirely until only the tip of his penis is inside me.

“Tor, please. Please—I’m begging—”

“You are,” he agrees. “Because you’re so goddamn needy.”

“Yes, for you. I need you.”

“That’s right, doll.” He buries his face in my hair. “Hold on to me.”

I do, and he starts moving his hips, thrusting up into me until I come so hard I see stars, breaking the skin that’s lodged between my teeth—which makes him roar as he finds his release.

Breaths huffing, he slowly sinks me down, keeping himself inside of me.

“I definitely think they could have heard that,” I say.

Toren laughs and kisses me again. “Yeah. Maybe.”

Chapter 65

May

Lily

“You sure you can see well?”

I nod at Bennett, who shrinks down in his chair anyway. He looks nervous, but I don’t know, really, because he kind of always looks like that. Holden laughs, but I elbow him in the side.