Page 101 of Kane

“Please yes.”

I rear back onto my knees and yank her feet up into my armpits, backs of her silky thighs against my chest and belly, and I sink so deep it aches. Immediately, I feel myself getting ready to unleash.

She gasps as I push in, back arching as she accepts me, cries out when I pull away and slam back in. “Ohmygod, Kane, this is…oh, this isverygood.”

I huff a laugh—this is very good, she says. So fucking adorable, yet insanely erotic all at once. “Fuck, Anj. I love the way you take my cock. So fuckin’ beautiful.”

I’m chasing my release, then, with no breath or thought for words, only her. Only us. Only our bodies moving together, her sweet slick soft sex wrapped tight around me, pulsing and wet. Clenching me.

“Make yourself come for me,” I command.

“Yes, Kane,” she breathes, “I will. I will.”

“Can’t come without you, honey. Need you to come so I can.”

She’s there immediately, fingers moving on her clit. Her other hand is there, too, where we are joined, feeling me slide into her, feeling us join. Her fingers split around me, adding an extra layer of sensation for me—this is new, what she’s doing, never been touched like this during sex. Like she wants to be as connected to me as humanly possible. Greedy for me, for our connection.

Fuck, I love her.

She whimpers, shakes. “Oh, Kane, oh Kane—I am going to come, now.” She does, as she’s telling me. She screams, then, and I love that my girl is a screamer.

I pound into her, groaning hard, gasping for breath, clutching her thighs and letting go. Just giving her all of me, hard and wild and crazed. “Oh god oh fuck oh god, Anj, Anjalee—” my vision goes black and I feel my orgasm ripping through me.

For long moments, then, we move together as I come, and she comes with me.

She’s inside my soul.

My release seems to last forever, and she’s quaking with me, whimpering, crying even, almost sobbing.

When I’m done, she pulls me down to her, cradles my face against her breasts. She murmurs in Hindi, and I have no clue what the hell she’s saying, but her tone is soft, tender, affectionate. Loving. I don’t need to know what she’s saying—the tone says it all.

Her lips touch my ear. “I have changed my mind.”

“About what, honey?” I’m giving her most of my weight, and she accepts it almost as greedily as she seems to love fucking me. She won’t let go, even when I think to move off, to spare her from being crushed.

“I am in love with you. I thought to wait to say it, until I was more sure.” She kisses the top of my head, fingers trailing through my hair and down my nape again and again. “But I realize I do not need to wait. It is true, even if I have only known you for…what is it? A little more than a week, now?”

I laugh, forehead on her breasts. “Yeah, about that. Seems a little nuts, doesn’t it?”

She laughs with me. “It is foolish. But I cannot deny the truth in my heart.”

I pull away, roll with us so she’s on top again. “I am, too, honey.” I brush her hair away. “In love with you, I mean. After a week.”

She frowns. “Are we being foolish? Can it be real?”

I shrug, shake my head. “Fuck if I know, baby. I know I feel it, and I know itfeelsreal. Will it last forever? I dunno. But I’m willing to try and find out.”

Her eyes widen. “Forever?”

I nod. “I’ve always wanted that, secretly. Don’t think I could ever say it to anyone but you, but yeah, I want a love that lasts forever.”

Her eyes water, and tears slip down. “So do I.”

I wipe at her eyes. “Hey now, none of that.”

She shakes her head, grabbing my wrist and turning my palm to face her, kisses the center of my hand. “Not all tears are bad, you know. These are tears of beauty, and of thankfulness that I have met you, so I can have this forever love with you. Only one week are we knowing each other, yet I feel in my soul as if…as if I have known you before. My soul simply recognizes you, is all. It does not feel crazy. It feels good and right and perfect.” She kisses my lips. “Now. Take me to breakfast, please. Our beautiful fucking has made me very hungry.”

I laugh. “Good god, honey. You’ve sure got a way with words.”