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Kane
Alexis turned around, her chest rising and falling in rough breaths. That alone could have gotten him off, he was so hot right now.
“What did you say?” she snapped.
He bit back the bark of laughter that wanted to come out. “I said you’re not going anywhere. Obviously we have something to clear up.”
“There’s nothing to clear up. You’re an asshole and a player, and you used me. But worse, you treated me like shit today, and it’s probably because of what happened. Like I said, grow up, because—”
“Okay.”
“What?”
He took a step closer to her. She exhaled and her breath hit his arm. “You want grown up? I’m sorry. You—damn it, Alexis, you’re not what I expected.”
Her eyes searched his. “Explain.”
“You’re supposed to be…a guy.”
He swore he saw her smirk, but it was gone in an instant. “You’re not making sense.”
“I can handle guys. I can’t work with guys. I can even work with women—as long as they aren’t hot as hell and throw my shit right back at me.”
“If you’re expecting me to apologize for who I am—”
“I’m not. And if you did, I’d be pissed.”
She narrowed her eyes at him. “I thought you said you didn’t talk much.”
“I don’t. Your fault again.”
“Kane. I swear I’m going to knee you in the balls.”
“No.” He reached out slowly and ran his finger over her collarbone and down her arm. “What you’re going to do is forgive me for being an ass and then let me make you come so hard you’ll be begging for more.”
“And if I don’t?”
He grinned. “You will.”
She lifted her chin. He leaned in and kissed her on the mouth, letting his tongue trace the curve of her bottom lip.
“Say you forgive me.”
She hesitated, narrowed her eyes again, and then blew out a breath. “I forgive you.”
He grabbed her ass and hauled her against him. His cock was hard instantly, and it pressed into her stomach. He lifted her and carried her to his station in the back, the only one in an enclosed space. Her hands were in a hurry, sliding down his shoulders, under his shirt, and then across his abs.
“Kane,” she whispered against his lips.
When he caught her gaze, he saw the flicker of worry there. “Don’t worry,” he said, voice gruff. “This time, we’re finishing this.”
He nipped at her lips before setting her on her feet and yanking her shirt off. Her tits swelled in the red bra, spilling into his hands. He unlatched it and tossed it over his shoulder. She was perfect, two pert globes that were perfect for him.
In seconds he was out of his shoes and pants, and he tossed his shirt on the ground with hers. She stepped up to him, breasts pressing against his chest, perfect hands sliding down his stomach and into his boxers.
Just like he’d imagined, her hands closed over him, and his eyes shut briefly at the feel. Firm, soft, silky, unforgiving—an incredible and contradictory mix that made his dick twitch.
But he wasn’t going to let her get him off like this. He wanted his face in her pussy, hands squeezing her tits, before he buried himself in her and fucked her as hard as he’d wanted to when he had her pressed against her front door.
Kane stepped to her, letting his hands roam along her shoulders and down her sides, before he pushed her onto the chair. She reached for him but he shook his head and forced her to recline. He removed her pants and underwear in one swift motion, and then breathed in deep.
“Alexis…” Her cunt already shined with her arousal, and he rubbed two fingers along the slit. “So damn wet for me.”
“I want your cock inside of me.”
He smiled. Straightforward and to the point. The Alexis he’d come to expect.
“First,” he murmured, finding he was plenty talkative when he had a beautiful woman in front of him, “let’s make sure you know my name.”
He shoved two fingers inside of her and twisted gently, curling them against the upper wall and watching as her back arched.
“Kane,” she breathed.
“That’s a good start.”
He added his thumb, pressing it against her clit before moving it slowly in circles. Her body writhed on the chair, every inch of her smooth skin flushing with the glow of pleasure.
“Oh God—” Her body jerked and then she gasped out his name again. “Kane!”
“That’s better.”
He stood, yanked off his boxers, and covered his body with hers. She arched her back, shoving her breasts against his chest, her nipples in tight buds. Her hands roamed again, over his back, down his hips, squeezing his ass.
“How do you find time to work out when you work here so much?” she asked.
“I’m resourceful—there are other ways to get exercise.”
He kissed her mouth, her jaw, and let his lips glide like a whisper down to her chest. He licked one nipple, then blew on it while his hands slid down to her wrists and pinned them against her side.
“Now, this one I didn’t expect,” he said, glancing at her him and the skull that was tattooed there. “I bet it has a story.”
Eyes closed, Alexis nodded. “They all do.”
“All?”
“There’s one on my shoulder blade, too.”
“Ah…I’ll have to take a look at that one later. Right now…”
Kane nudged her legs open with his knee, his eyes on her pussy.
When he slammed into her, her eyes shot open. Her lips parted, and wiggled against the restraint of his hands. “God, you feel so good.”
In response, he swiveled his hips, pushing in even further into her heat. Smooth and silky, and he was wet to the hilt, his dick throbbing for release.
“I need to touch you,” Alexis said.
He kept her wrists pinned. “Close your eyes.”
He expected her to argue, but she didn’t. With full trust written on her face, she closed her eyes.