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I nodded. I would have let him do anything. Absolutely anything.
“I’m gonna need to hear you say it, babe.”
“Yes, Cade. Just do it.” I pulled my mouth away from his fingers.
“Good girl.”
His knuckles moved against the flesh of my thighs, lining himself up, and then slowly he pushed inside me, my inner flesh screaming, doing all it could to keep him out. But there was no reprieve, and inch by hot inch, he filled me. For a moment he stayed still, his fingers crooked in my mouth, bending me over the steel operating table. And then agonisingly slowly he circled his hips, hitting every supercharged nerve deep inside me. My body shook around him, the muscles in my legs spasming. He pulled his fingers from my mouth, wrapping them round my throat, bringing his face into the side of me, slowing his hips.
“Oh no little kitten. Not just yet. I want to see how much you can take till you beg me to release you.”
My pussy clenched at his words. At this wonderful dirty version of Cade, I’d never met before.
“Do you understand?” he asked.
“Yes.” I choked the words out, his grip on my throat tightening just a little.
Chapter Eighteen
Fuck, if this woman wasn’t exquisite. Bent over the table, my cock buried to the hilt. She’d done everything I’d told her to do, and I could see that had been hard for her to obey like that. And that made it even better. Even sweeter. But now, as the beautiful flesh of her pussy pulled and massaged me. As her legs quivered around my shaft, her orgasm just there, just for the taking, I made her wait.
Her tits rose and fell against the cold steel of the table on wheels that sat in the middle of the room. The room itself lit up like it was under floodlights so I could see every beautiful curve, every ripple of gentle muscle in her back as she strained under me. My fingers wrapped tighter round her throat, and she whimpered. Light. Pathetic. Fucking beautiful.
“Put your hands on that table, kitten. I didn’t tell you to move them.” I whispered in her ear as her hands wound up my arm, up towards the hand gripping her throat.
Those words alone made her body shake, her pussy tensing round my cock. Alice reached out, placing her palms back down on the steel in front of her.
“Good girl,” I praised.
I pulled back slowly, feeling the intense grip of the muscles in her body stroking over my cock, and I groaned far too loudly. Then I pushed back into her, sliding slowly, savouring the feel of her tight cunt on my cock, the feel of her gasping in the hand I held round her throat. I could have stayed here all night, with this beautiful pussy clinging onto my shaft so that every slow movement was enough to blow my brains and my balls. I had never been one for self-control. And tonight was no different.
Moving quicker, I changed the pace, pulling back slowly and ramming into her, and her strangled cries filled the room, the noise itself threatening to bring my balls to a boil. I changed the position of my hand, letting go of her neck and grabbing a handful of hair. And now I rammed into her harder, yanking her head back, fucking her hard from behind.
Alice squirmed under me, her breathing loud and erratic, exhaling hard every time I slammed into her little cunt. And every time I railed her against the table, my insides shuddered like they were setting off little explosions inside me. I closed my eyes, trying to keep control. I’d entered her without a condom, I’d asked no questions about birth control, and it would raise too many questions and far too much hassle to put a baby in her. But fuck me how much I wanted to come in my brother’s girl. The thought made me shudder, the first hint of an orgasm, and I didn’t want to lose control yet. I wanted to enjoy her, over and over and over. And tomorrow, when she was too sore to sit down, I would know that it was me who’d made my brother’s woman like that. Fuck.
Underneath me, the sexy little vet squealed once more on the brink of an orgasm. But I wasn’t ready for her to come yet. I hadn’t finished with her. And I didn’t want to miss it. Fuck no. I stopped suddenly, pulling free.
“Turn over, babe,” I instructed, watching her flip over so her tits were almost in my face and her eyes searched around wildly. “Back against the table. That’s it, spread those legs for me.”
The words seemed to do as much to her as my cock did, her eyes widening, confusion, need, and the edge of ecstasy on her face. I pulled her leg around me, entering in one quick, clean thrust.
“Cade!” Alice shouted. “Ah shit. Cade.”
I scowled, hearing my brother’s name on her lips, not mine, the deep thrum of possession taking over me. Possession for a woman that didn’t belong to me, the woman my brother not only wouldn’t share, but hadn’t even told me about. The woman he had been hiding from me. But I’d found her now, brother. Every bit of her. And the woman he had been hiding was about to come from my cock.
I reached my hand in front of me, sliding it in between us, and Alice whimpered and gasped, and that was before I swirled my fingers over her clit. I needed her to come now. On my command, because I was about to empty my load, and I wanted to regain some control over my being when I did.
My hips moved harder, the table in the middle of the overly lit room, shifting slightly with each thrust, Alice’s whimpers turning to tortured cries. That’s right, kitten, I’d torture you. Fuck, I felt the first clench of my stomach, the first stab of that sensation in my balls. My fingers worked her clit hard.
“Come for me, kitten,” I coaxed.
Alice’s body convulsed underneath me, her hips answering my fingers, pushing into my hand and onto my cock. She was going to send me over the edge much sooner than planned. But suddenly that all changed, her whole body shaking, silent gasps wracking from her throat. Her beautiful throat. The next fucking place I was going to fill. And oh fuck, that thought was it. The catalyst.
“You on the pill, babe?”
She shook her head, barely able to concentrate. A jumble of words that looked like she was trying to say no.
“Then get on your knees and open your mouth.”