no choice right now. I have to do what he says. The pressure in the pit of my stomach is building so intensely that my body is moving in a way I didn’t even know it could. Hips grinding against his hand, fingers digging into his shoulders, breath ragged.
Heat wraps in my core, winding tighter and tighter in a slow build. Kit grunts, feeling the shift in me. The need. The jerky, almost out-of-control movement of my hips.
“That’s it,” he says, letting out a sigh. My pulse thunders through my neck and he starts to shift the hand on my chest, but my hand flies to stop him.
“Serena,” he whispers, tightening his hold on me. “That’s so fucking hot.”
I would never have wanted this before. I wouldn’t have wanted to be held here, made to come on his hand as he watched. But there’s more to this than just sex. Kit wants me to enjoy this. His pleasure comes from my pleasure. My orgasm is important to him.
As my fingers wrap around his forearms, my nails digging into his flesh, Kit knows I’m close. His hand sinks deeper inside me as his palm presses against my clit, my center grinding against his touch as the pressure becomes too much.
I explode. I mean it in the most literal sense of the word. My body is out of control. My walls clench and unclench around his thick fingers, as if I’m trying to milk every last bit of pleasure from him. I grind against his palm, needing more pressure from him as heat shatters my body, expanding from my core outward.
But that’s not what makes me gasp. Wetness gushes out of me, soaking my panties, my sweats, Kit’s hand—everything. My body trembles, bucks, contracts, and I ride my orgasm, crying out.
Kit feels it too. His eyes widen with mine, holding my gaze, wonder-filled and surprised as he feels the physical evidence of my orgasm.
“What…” I frown, panting, still shivering and bucking against his touch. Jolts of pleasure pierce through me, skating across my skin and burrowing deep into my core.
When I regain control over my body, I glance down to see the mess I’ve made. Kit slides his hand from my panties, my wetness glistening over it. The light gray fabric of my sweats is soaked through, a huge dark patch the evidence of my orgasm. My whole face goes red as I stare at the mess, vaguely confused and definitely embarrassed.
“Holy fucking shit,” Kit says, leaning his head back as his chest heaves. “Do you squirt like that every time?” Trembling, he reaches to unfasten his jeans.
“Squirt?” I repeat, my chest thundering as I try to make sense of what just happened. I shift back, resting on Kit’s thighs as he pulls his cock out of his pants, not even bothering to push his pants and underwear down.
My eyes widen as I watch him grip his thick, long cock. My mouth waters. Wow. He pumps it hard, his eyes hanging low. His fingers grip his shaft, moving in short, hard jerks.
“This isn’t going to take long,” he says, grinning. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever done.”
“It was?” I ask, my embarrassment ebbing as I see the look of pure pleasure on his face. My eyes drop back to his hand, enthralled by the way he pumps his cock harder and faster than I’d ever dare.
“Serena,” he says, letting out a hard huff. His eyes hang low, lingering on mine before dropping down to my breasts, and then down to the mess I made in my pants.
Kit grunts, his lips falling open as I feel his legs tense beneath me. I watch as Kit’s white seed spurts from him, landing in long, dribbling lines across his abdomen. He grunts, coming on himself as his eyes stay glued to the wet fabric around my crotch.
As I watch him orgasm, another wave of heat washes through me, less intense than before but enough to make my insides clench. My nipples pebble as I watch him, and I feel the urge to taste his seed.
I resist, too embarrassed to act on my filthy thoughts. Instead, I just watch as Kit’s chest heaves, his orgasm dripping down every ridge of muscle on his hard body. He loosens his grip on his cock, his body relaxing against the sofa.
With a sigh, he shakes his head. “You’re going to be the death of me.” His hand slides up over my thigh, running along my waist and teasing