“That’s right, baby. I’m your god.” He gives me a wicked smile. “Pull your skirt up and show me what’s mine.”
When I do as he orders, I feel cool air against my skin, lifting my skirt all the way up. I can’t fight the blush that spreads over my cheeks and down my chest. I’m so turned I’m practically dripping as I show him what he’s done to me. It’s embarrassing, but then Kai sucks in an audible breath and closes his eyes like he’s imprinting the memory into his mind. He inhales my scent and groans as he grips my hips. His fingers sink into my skin in a possessive hold so tight I’m unable to move. It doesn't hurt, but I know I’ll be sore tomorrow.
“You knew what would happen when you came back today.” He looks up at me with a dark edge to his eyes. “I’m never letting you go, Sienna.”
Before I can respond, he buries his face against my pussy, and I moan loudly. Kai stops suddenly and shakes his head.
“Be my good girl and be quiet. I don’t want anyone else knowing what I’ve got in here and how fucking sweet it is.”
Jealousy shows in his eyes, and I nod my head. I want to please him, and I don’t want anyone else to hear. He licks his lips and then once again presses his face between my thighs.
His tongue strokes my clit back and forth as he sucks and teases me. I’m impossibly wetter as his mouth covers my pussy and he swallows. I’m so close, but I try to hold back because I don’t want it to be over too fast. I’m not ready for him to stop, but I can’t fight it anymore.
When I look down, I gasp when I see he has his cock out of his jumpsuit and in his hand. He’s stroking himself as he eats my pussy, and the sight of it sends me over the edge. I bite the inside of my cheek as I cum, trying to muffle my moans as much as possible. Kai keeps his grip on me; otherwise I think I would have fallen over.
He rises slowly as he licks his lips and lifts me off my feet. He guides the head of his cock to my entrance, and I try to push down on it. I want him inside of me and to thrust into the ache I can’t reach.
“No,” he snaps, and I stop bearing down on him. When I let out a huff of frustration, he smiles. “I’m not taking your virginity in a storage closet of a prison, no matter how bad I want to fuck this pretty cunt.” He moves the head of his cock in and out of me in shallow thrusts. “But I can do this, and I can still cum in you.”
His face hardens and then pleasure washes over him as he groans my name and does what he promised. He’s cumming inside of me, and I can feel the heat of it pouring from him. He looks at me as it pumps out of his cock and I clench around the tip. He’s made his ownership clear even without words.
I belong to him.