Their Secret Obsession (A Reverse Harem) by Pippa Moon

Still leaning back on my elbows, I bent my legs and pressed my knees to his sides, urging him to provide me with some relief from the frustration boiling inside of me. Instead, Kane simply chuckled quietly to himself and slipped my other breast out of the confines of the t- "You bastard." I uttered while I began to gyrate my hips again, aching to feel him inside of me. My eyes locked on his, willing this teasing to stop.

shirt I wore while I lay at his mercy beneath him.

"Oh, goddess Kane," I moaned and dug my nails into his shoulders, pleading with him.

"Just say the words," Kane whispered, running his tongue up between my breasts, my t-shirt now bunched around my neck.

"Oh goddess," I moaned, clamping my eyes shut as the fire in the bottom of my stomach raged on.

"Just say-," Kane kissed me deeply on the lips, his hands clutching at my bum, my ankles somehow now on his shoulders.

"Please," I whispered breathlessly. "Please!" I begged, opening my eyes to see Kane grinning smugly down at me. I knew I would not win; his eyes that glowed with Rolo's presence told me as much.

"I am sexy as fuck, now, do me a favour, Ace, and fuck me like it's my last night on this earth." I laughed; my face softened into an expression of exhilaration.

At once, Kane pulled my top off, unbuckled his suit pants and pushed both them and his boxers to his knees. And before I could even plead again, Kane was driving himself deep inside of me. I let out a scream of pleasure as I felt every inch of his cock sliding back and forth, his pace quickening with every thrust.

"Fuck I have missed you." He moaned, his words making a smile split my lips.

"Prove it." I challenged when I couldn't hold myself up on my elbows any longer and slipped back against the wall. With my legs up on his shoulders, I could only hold onto the kitchen counter as my body trembled, knowing I would not last much longer.

"Fuck I am going to cum already." He groaned angrily, reassuring me that he, too, needed this. Every thrust was more glorious than the last, his cock always able to find just the right spot within me.

"Then do it." I uttered as I looked

down my body, I barely saw Kane's face over my swollen stomach, but I could feel his hands sliding over my stomach so he could grasp my left breasts, his nails digging in ever s so slightly. His other was on the top of my thigh, his fingers reaching in between my legs to my clit, his thumb rubbing in pressing circles, making me moan even louder.

"They are going to hear." I cried knowing at any moment, we could be found in this very exposing, very alarming position on Kane's packhouse kitchen counter.

However, thankfully, the door did not

open, and we were left in peace as Kane brought me to a very loud, very satisfying orgasm that took hold of

my

entire body, leaving me weak and quivering, my toes curling on his shoulders. All the while, I lay beneath him as he continued to thrust his cock inside of me, finally reaching his own orgasm that left him unable to speak or move, collapsing against me, still between my legs.

"I can't do this, princess; I can't part from you again." He whispered against my heated flesh. "It's torture." He sobbed, making my heart ache for him as I realised that maybe not having the memories was better than knowing exactly what it was you had lost and not being able to do anything about it... maybe... but not definitely.