A growl left his lips, and I would’ve sworn he was part animal for a moment. I lifted my ass into the air as he grabbed for the waistband of the latest sleep set I was wearing. He pulled them off, tossing them to the side a moment before his hands pressed into my thighs, forcing them to spread apart as far as they could go with the cuffs around my ankles.

“Oh fuck, yes,” I cried out as he sank between my spread legs.

The mad and fevered version of this man was even more tantalizing than the equally dangerous and controlled one. His mouth was incredibly hot, and his tongue lashed at my pussy like he was punishing it with hard flicks and deep licks.

I cried out again as he let out another growl, with his face buried between my legs. His hands painfully dug into my ass and jerked me closer to him. Grabbing my calves, he pushed my legs up and then out to the side, which brought my pussy up off the ground. I was getting a front-row seat to exactly what he was doing.

The pleasure of his tongue swirling circles around my bundle of nerves was only surpassed by the visual of him doing it as his eyes stared into mine.

“Cain, oh fuck, yes, yes, right there, ahh,” my back arched off the thick foam bed as the climax stormed up and ripped through me. My hands went to his hair as he continued to lick and drive the climax into waves of pleasure that didn’t want to end. My body felt frozen as he pushed me to new limits.

When he finally stopped and slowly pulled away from my grip, I wanted to yell and tell him no. I should’ve been wiped out from what he’d just done, but instead, I wanted him to rip those pants off and take me again and again until I blacked out.

My mouth watered as he pushed himself to his feet, and as he stood towering over the top of me, I shivered, but this time not out of fear. The jogging pants that he’d put on were not doing anything to hide what was underneath them.

I couldn’t peel my eyes away as he hooked his thumbs in the material and pushed the band down over his cock, which was as intimidating as the man himself. A flash, a memory of him pushing himself inside me the night of the corporate party, came racing back, and my body quaked with the thought of him inside me again. I didn’t want this time to be a fleeting memory or something that faded between reality and a dream state. I wanted to feel every inch of him sliding into me and every one of his muscles flexing as he came.