Chapter 42 Ruthless

• My back wanted to arch up again but he’d dropped his weight over me so I couldn’t. He palmed my breast. Scooping it from the bottom up to massage it before dropping his mouth over it and nipping my nipple a bit viciously.
• I squawked. Wiggling at the unbearable violence of my nerve endings being ruthlessly tormented. “Kane.”
• He was entirely ruthless. Seeming to know just how to drive me out of my mind with pleasure. He was such a sordid mix of tenderness and erotic dominance that I was entirely at a loss on how to hold back from him.