Chapter 35
KASMINE.
I cried. I was intentional about it this time. I let the tears fall.
I heard June walk toward the main door of the house to the outside. She might have thought we were outside, I
guess.
I looked at Kester pleadingly but his eyes held nothing but wicked intent. I knew he didn’t like June, but that didn’t mean she should see us like this. My life would be ruined. His reputation. Our parents. Everything.
His body began to stiffen. He was close to his release. I put in more effort, granting him as much access as he would like if that would make him cum sooner.
June closed the front door and called out again, “Kester? Kasmine?” This time, she was headed for the kitchen. I heard her footsteps. They were getting closer.
I tried to keep myself from moaning, but Kester wasn’t helping matters. This was the time he moaned and growled the loudest.
I applied something I had learned some time ago from a pn site – cheek suction.
I sucked in my cheeks, tightening my lips – which were already leaking with drool – around his cock.
“Fuck! Kasmine! Don’t stop!” He panted as raw pleasure rippled through him at the intense sensation he felt..
‘Come on. Come on.‘ I begged internally. This now seemed more like a chore and an obligation.
And just as I prayed and wished, I felt his cock swell harder, the pulsing intensity building, and then, without warning, his hot seed surged into my mouth. The force of it was almost overwhelming, nearly choking me as it poured in, hot and thick, filling me completely.
“Gods, you make me lose control. Don’t ever stop.” He whispered, his muscles relaxing as he urged me to swallow,
I didn’t hesitate. I swallowed quickly and stood up just in time for the door to swing open behind us.
Shame and guilt teamed up, stealing my breath as they tightened around me, almost succeeding in suffocating me completely, as I found the ground rushing up to meet me in a hurry, a dizzying sensation clouding my vision.
“Kasmine!” I heard June call from the door, but before she could reach me, I felt Kester’s strong arms wrap around me, and I fell into them before I reached the ground.
“Mine?” He called in the least worried tone, “Breathe…” He urged before picking me up into his arms bridal style.
“Whatts wrong with her? I was looking for you two… Is she” June rushed her words, but the cold way Kester shut her up made my stomach twist with more guilt.
“Shut it, June. She’ll be fine,” he glared at her, “Didn’t I ask you to go to bed?” I heard him say, although my eyes were closed as 1 leaned on his chest, still feeling dizzy and drowsy.
“I’m sorry. I was just…” June’s voice trembled in apology, but Kester barely spared her a glance as he brushed past her, treating her like an inconvenience, as if she weren’t important. And yes, unfortunately, she wasn’t important to him.
He hurriedly pushed the door to my room open and made his way to my bed. He lowered me gently, his hands never leaving my body as he settled beside me. His fingers slid through the damp strands of my hair, brushing them from my face with a possessive tenderness.
Chapter 35
“Mine…” His voice was low, almost triumphant, with a hint of amusement threading through it. “Was that too much for you to bear? Don’t tell me I’m too much for you, he scoffed, his fingers still caressing my cheek in a way that sent a shiver through me.
I forced my eyes shut, pretending I didn’t hear him, hoping he’d leave me in peace. But instead, he rose and walked toward the bathroom. I cracked open my eyes just dough to see him return, holding a small, wet towel in his hand.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, baby,” he murmured as he cleaned off the drool and remnants of his cum that had leaked out of my mouth.
It felt disturbingly possessive as if he was worshipping me some twisted way. The way he looked at me, the way he caressed my cheeks, my legs, my entire body…
I didn’t sleep for most part of the night until he stood up from my side and sat on the small couch just beside my bed. Only then was 1 able to catch some sleep.
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