“You’re such a bastard,” I gasp as pleasure threatens to break my brain. “You always get your way, don’t you?”
“Goddamn right I do,” he says, stroking two fingers in and out, rolling the tips of his fingers across my G-spot. “I always get my way when you’re dripping wet and moaning my name. But don’t be too loud, darling. I don’t want Finn to hear. Those noises are for me alone.”
“Fuck you. Better hurry before someone comes in.”
He laughs and gets back to work. I pull his hair hard and have to yank my shirt up and into my mouth. I bite down on it to keep from screaming as Kellen’s tongue licks crazy circles around my clit and I come in a frenzy on his fingers and mouth, my back shaking and shuddering, until I slide down to sit on the floor.
He sits with me. He licks off his fingers and grins. I lean my head on his shoulder, dizzy and sweating.
“I missed you,” he says, kissing my hair. “I missed you a lot.”
“I missed you too. And not just because you can get me off like that.”
“But mostly because of it.”
I laugh and bite his neck and kiss him slow.
“Now, before we leave this hell forever, I need you to go into the back, find the security footage, and delete it all. I don’t want my boss to have video of you getting me off.”
Kellen laughs, kisses me, and gets up to obey.