One of his hands slid down and he shifted his hips sideways to push my panties aside. Oh, God. It was happening. It was really happening.
The tip of his finger dipped between the slits of my pussy and then glided up to my clit. I gasped and vibrated with pleasure when he slid his finger back down and slowly plunged into me.
"So tight and wet." His voice was heavy with desire. He thrust his finger in and out while his thumb gently rested on my clit.
"Oh, God," I whimpered as he swirled his thumb on the aching bundle of nerves. I had no idea how he was playing with both areas, and I didn't care to question it. He had obviously done this many, many times before and it felt amazing.
My back arched and I heard him breathing harder. I could still feel his cock on my thigh, heavy and long in his jeans, straining and dying to be set free.
This was so wrong—doing this with him. My father was in the hospital. He could have been dying for all we knew, yet here we were, like careless fools, doing things we shouldn't have been doing. Doing things that my father would have killed him for.
I felt awful, but I couldn’t stop. I really wanted to, but his touch was my escape from reality. I didn’t want to think or remember or hurt. I just wanted the thrill. The getaway.
Cane hovered above me, still making magic happen with his finger. His mouth landed on mine again and he sucked hard on my bottom lip.
"You're so pretty like this," he groaned on my mouth, breath warm on my skin. "When I play with your innocent, virgin pussy."
"Ohh," I moaned, squeezing my eyes tighter as he added another finger.
"Cum for me, my pretty little Kandy." He kissed his way down my throat again, and in my ear he said, "Fuck my fingers, little one. Make them yours."
So I did. I rotated my hips in full, round circles, wanting him deeper, aching for more. For it all.
He added another finger willingly, and I gasped from the sudden pressure, but adjusted to it. It felt even better than before.
I shifted up and he curled the tips of his fingers just enough for me to feel them. He kissed me over and over again with warm, damp lips. He was so hard. I could feel him on my leg.
I wanted his cock, but was lost with his fingers inside me. My body was swirling with desire and that splash of liquor. He kept going, in and out, kiss after kiss, until finally, I let go.
My body locked up. I was so tense, paralyzed for a fleeting moment, before crying out in ecstasy. I shattered into a million tiny pieces, holding him tight, slowly but surely being pieced back together again somehow.
I sucked in a sharp breath, my entire body feeling weaker than before.
That was…amazing. And to know he did that with only his fingers. I couldn't imagine what his cock could do.
When I opened my eyes, his were locked on me. "You happy?" he asked. His face was serious and hard, jaw locked. I didn’t understand his sudden change of mood. He gripped my face between his fingers, brows stitching. "I was stupid and I had a weak moment, and I cared enough about you to let that happen, but it can never happen again. Do you understand?"
I swallowed the thick knot that'd formed in my throat. "D-did I do something wrong?"
He released my face and sat up, adjusting himself rapidly. "All of this was fucking wrong." A rough hand ran over his head and then he swiped it across his face. "You—fuck. You're too fucking young, Kandy. And I’m older. I should fucking know better! You're too . . . too small. Too close to me. You're Derek's daughter, for fuck's sake. I fucked up, I know. It’s my fault for giving you what you wanted. Just know I can never put my hands on you like that again."
I didn't blink as I watched him pick up his shirt and tug it over his head, sliding into it like he was aggravated. I couldn't look over the thick, large boner in his pants either.
"I wanted it, Cane."
He looked sideways at me. "I know you did, but you shouldn't want me. I'm the wrong fucking man for you, Kandy. I can't do shit like that with you—doesn't matter if you want it or not." He walked to the dim lamps and shut them off. The hallway light was still on, so I could still make out his silhouette. "Get some rest. I'll call your mother, see what's going on. I'll be around if you need me." I could tell he didn't want to leave me alone right now, but in this moment, I knew he had to. He needed to restrain himself. He had to cool off.
He didn't meet my eyes when he aired his last statement. Instead, he walked away, leaving me alone in the dark with only my panties and camisole on. I pulled my pants back on and then rested sideways on the sofa, tears running over the bridge of my nose.
I'd always dreamed of doing something with him, but never in a million years did I think something like this would actually happen. Maybe all dreams weren’t’ meant to come true. I mean, that was the ultimate dream, but by the end of it, it felt like a nightmare.
I almost regretted it because I knew it would change everything between us, and I wasn’t prepared for it at all.
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