Page 107 of The Deception You Weave

She shouldn't want this after everything. She shouldn't allow me this after what I've put her through. But as I drop to my knees and part her thighs, I know without a doubt that right now, she also wouldn't be anywhere else—with anyone else.

Parting her, I lean forward and run my tongue up the length of her pussy, collecting up her sweet juices and making them mine.

"Kane," she cries, loud enough to alert the entire dorm. Not that I give a shit. She can scream my name until she's hoarse for all I care.

Her hips lift from the bed as I suck her clit into my mouth and drag my teeth along it, biting hard enough to cause a sting of pain that I know she loves.

Others might think she's all sweet and innocent, but I know the truth. And my girl loves a bit of rough.

Reaching my arm out, I skate my hand up her stomach, holding her in place until I find her breasts once more.

Rolling her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, I tease her entrance with my other hand making her writhe and beg for more.

"Getting a little impatient, Princess?" I growl against her, ensuring she feels every vibration of my deep voice.

Her fingers thread through my hair, dragging me closer until it starts to burn. It drives me fucking wild.

"Come for me, Princess." I bend my fingers, finding the spot that makes her scream and suck harder on her clit until she's no choice but to shatter beneath me.

"Kane," she cries. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," she chants as she rides out the pleasure.

The second she's done, I stand, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Dragging my shirt over my head, I drop my pants to the floor, kicking off my sneakers and I dive for her, capturing her mouth in a dirty and wet kiss as I take myself in hand and line up with her entrance.

"C-condom," she mutters, breaking our kiss.

"I don't have one, Princess."

I pull back slightly just in time to see fear pass through her eyes.

My heart aches for the pain she was forced to endure because of me. Because I was such a fucking cunt that she didn't feel like she could tell me the truth.

"We can stop," I say, even though it fucking pains me to do so.

I expect her to agree so when her lips curl up into a smile and she barks out a laugh, my brows pull together in confusion.

"You'd really do that? You'd stop right now?"

Every single inch of me screams no, demands that I tell her that one time was really bad luck and that it won't happen again and take what I need. It's what I'd usually do. It's what I'm sure she's used to. But I can't, not this time.

"Y-yes," I force out, knowing it's the right thing to do.

The most beautiful smile appears on her lips.

"Kane," she sighs, reaching up to cup my cheek. "Who are you?" Her eyes search mine for a few seconds, I fear seeing more than I'm willing to show her but unable to look away all at the same time.

I don't answer, I can't. I've no clue what's going on right now, all I know is that I don't want it to stop.

"Top drawer."

"Uh…" I hesitate, my brain not following for a few seconds.

"Condoms. Top drawer."

"Oh… y-yeah."

Leaning over, I pull it open and find the box but before I can take one out, Letty rips it from my fingers and opens it.

I sit back on my heels and watch as she pulls it from the packet and reaches for me.