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Kane’s muscled chest on my back, his lips kissing my neck as he moves my hair to the side. He pushes the tip in and I moan, my greedy pussy always wanting more. My hands are pinned above my head as his cock thrusts again, pushing halfway in. I gasp at the sensation while clutching the pillow against the pain.

“Fuck me, Kane,” I beg, bending my back slightly so my ass tilts to the perfect angle.

This time, with more force and a groan of his own, Kane plunges inside me, pushing his cock to the hilt. I cry out, feeling pleasure ripple through my body. My pussy is tight from all the fucking and takes some time before it adjusts to his girth.

“Are you ready for me, baby?” he murmurs huskily.

“Yes.” I plead, “Hard.”

Being pinned under Kane, our naked bodies slamming against each other while he dominates me, is such a fucking turn-on. He thrusts hard, just like I asked, the pleasure and pain make me scream as he shows no mercy. My clit rubs on the bed sheets causing the perfect amount of friction for me to come over his cock. My screams turn to a broken cry while my body convulses.

Kane pumps harder, and I decide this is my new favorite position, where he can take me as hard and as fast as he wants because he holds all the control. My pussy is his captive, and I want nothing more than for his demanding cock to take advantage of me in every way. His thrusts become ferocious, and I know he’s about to explode inside me. I feel the build-up once more, my clit aroused at the same time as Kane’s cock punishingly hits my G-spot.

“Fuck, Kane,” I scream, releasing a strangled cry as he fucks harder, his groin slapping my ass as he repeatedly plunges before finally shooting his hot cum deep inside me. He groans as I slowly move my hips, milking his throbbing cock until he’s completely finished.

Kane bites my neck, trailing kissing to my cheek and seeking my lips. His warm body rests on mine, his still-hard cock sliding gently in and out of me.

“My cock is just as greedy as your pussy.”

I moan, relishing his crass words and the effect they have on me. I feel Kane pull out, my thighs wet with cum as exhaustion creeps over me. I feel Kane leave the room and return with a wet cloth where he cleans me the best he can, then he draws the sheets waist-high.

He leans over, gently kissing my cheek. “Sleep,” he murmurs. He pulls back, and his presence is replaced with a happy little puppy who’s returned to the bed ready to snuggle in the crook of my neck. He smells divine, and I smile, drifting off to sleep feeling the most content I’ve been in a very long time, and it’s all thanks to Kane Alexander.

15

“O h my dear, sweet, furchild! Who. Is. This?” Amanda coos when she walks into my office, falling to her knees where I’m sitting on the floor with my little pup. I’ll be honest and say there isn’t a whole lot of work being achieved with this little guy here. When I use my pen, he wants to attack the tip with his chubby paw. When I type, he wants to take over, stumbling across the keyboard. When I’m concentrating, he wants cuddles. And I happily oblige.

“Well, this is Toby,” I announce, having woken this morning with a name that suits him perfectly. Cute and boyish.

“And why do you have Toby? Are you sitting him? Who does he belong to? And how can we steal him?” She scoops Toby up and holds him close to her breast, giggling while he gives affectionate puppy licks to her cheek.

“There will be no stealing because I know where you live and I will find you,” I tease. “But Toby is mine.”

“You never said you were getting a dog.”

“Well… that’s because he was… given to me.”

Amanda stills, eyes darting up to meet mine. “By Kane Alexander?”

I nod.

“Is he trying to get you into nesting mode? What’s going on?”

“He says it’s to keep me company.”

“By the looks of that permanent glow on your face, I’m thinking lover boy has been keeping you in enough good company.”

Unable to wipe the smile off my face, I get to my feet when my cell chimes and lean over the desk. The smile is swiftly wiped clean when I see the name on the screen.

Samantha: Sis, call me when you’re free. Love you

“Well, that’s a mood change if I ever saw one,” Amanda says, tickling Toby’s soft, pink tummy.

“Urgh, I don’t even know how to deal with this right now.”

“And what is that exactly?” she replies before turning her focus back to Toby. “Aren’t you just a gorgeous little ducky? I call dibs on babysitting. And I also call dibs being his godmother, you know… in the event you… die.”

“I’m not going to die, but I’ll keep it in mind.”

“Did you just hear from Shawn? Only he can give you that… constipated look.”

I spin to face her. “I do not look constipated when I hear from Shawn.”

“I think you’ll find you do. Pull out your compact next time he calls.”

Shawn’s words play over in my head. “Well, I won’t be hearing from him anytime soon. Not until he’s ready to come clean with his barrage of secrets.”

“I wanna know the recent developments, but I feel like a few bottles of wine and ice cream are needed prior and during.”

“I’m not upset anymore. I’m angry.”

“Boy fucked up.”

Yes, he did.

“I think I’m going to work from home for a few days. If either Samantha or Shawn come looking for me, tell them I’m out of