Kane uses the grip on my ass to lift my light frame up and down his length while his thrusts become long and unforgiving. I’m panting heavily, my rock-hard nipples grating against his chest, causing a sensation which travels to my groin.
“Your pussy is made for my cock,” he groans, the desire in his voice enough to push me over the edge. Circling my waist, Kane throws me onto the bed. Wasting no time, he pulls my dress up and over my head and off, and I watch, enthralled, as he winds the dress up rope style. Pushing me down, he straddles my lap and ties my wrists to the headboard before lowering his lips to mine, kissing deep and possessive. “You want me to help you forget, Blythe?” he murmurs against my lips.
I nod, a single tear falling down my cheek. “Please.” I pull on my restraints to find there’s no escaping. I’m Kane’s and I’ve given him my blessing to do whatever he so desires with my body.
Crawling back down, Kane spreads my legs and admires the view. I blush, feeling self-conscious, but when his cock throbs to attention, I realize he must appreciate what he sees, and for the next hour, Kane Alexander holds me captive and shows me exactly how he likes to destroy my body.
* * *
Just as he did at my place, Kane runs the water in his beautiful claw-foot bath, and when at the right temperature, he scoops me into his arms and carries me into the bathroom. Exhausted and sore all over, he lowers me into the warm sudsy water, where I feel the familiar sting around my privates. It’s not a bad sting. It’s one that represents Kane Alexander fucking me with his full force behind it.
Kane joins me in the bath, taking my foot and placing it on his chest where he proceeds to massage, his fingers kneading away any lingering tension.
“You’ve been so good to me,” I moan, my head lolling back onto the tub’s edge.
“You deserve it,” is all he replies.
I grow perplexed. “Do I?”
“Don’t you?”
“If I deserve being treated so well, why have the two people closest to me been the ones to betray me in the cruelest way?” I tilt my head so I meet his gaze.
He wears a slight frown while considering my words, but waits in silence for me to continue.
I sigh, the horrible image of them together, and their wicked words of deception still taunt me. “I saw Shawn and Sam together.”
Kane arches a brow. “You caught them having sex?”
“No, but I think I arrived post-fornication. Shawn was at Sam’s house with his shirt unbuttoned and zipping up her dress. They were talking about me, about whether or not to reveal their truth.”
“Truth of an affair?”
“I’m guessing so. Sam seemed all for it, apparently fed up with having to live a lie all this time, but Shawn was adamant I remain in the dark. He’s done so for so long now and hasn’t been concerned, so why would he tell me now?”
“I’m sorry you had to see that. It must have been a shock.”
“It explains almost everything. Where all our money’s gone. Why Sam is suddenly rolling in said money. Why my husband hasn’t touched me for a year…” I pause for a moment because not everything is adding up. “What I don’t understand is, if Shawn’s been with Sam all this time, why did I see him leaving Ophelia with two blondes clinging to him? Is cheating on me with my sister not enough that now he has to cheat on her, too?”
Despite how my sister’s betrayal has cut to the bone, I almost feel sorry for her knowing she’s fallen for Shawn and is totally unaware of his running around.
“I’m sorry to have dropped all that on you. That isn’t very fair of me.”
“I’m not just here to be balls deep in your pussy, Blythe.” I blush at the wicked thought. “I’m here because I’m invested in you.”
My heart thuds at his sincerity. “You are?” I recall the day he walked into my office, eyes traveling the length of my body as he proclaimed I was the one thing Shawn had that Kane wanted. I felt his desire then, and I’m overwhelmed with it now.
“I just don’t understand why they couldn’t tell me about it when it first started.”
Kane kneads my foot harder. “I live by one motto which I’ve told you before… always beware of the wolf. You never truly know their intentions until it’s too late.”
* * *
Kane cancels his workday, and I ring Amanda to have her reschedule my appointments. There’s no more talk of Sam and Shawn mainly because they’re the last two people I want to be thinking about, especially when Kane is—as he calls it—balls deep in my pussy. After his relentless fucking last night and now aware of my tender bits, Kane fucks me slow and deep, his groin gyrating against mine, driving me insane and pushing me to climax over his cock multiple times. After each of my orgasms, he pulls his throbbing cock out and eats my pussy, sucking all he can taste before plunging deep inside me to repeat the process. He takes charge of my quivering, weak body and moves me around his apartment, fucking me on every possible surface.