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Kade’s pov~

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I raked my hands through my hair, groaning in frustration. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Not since I kissed her last night. I had always thought of her since laying my eyes on her, but since kissing her, it

has gotten worst.

I stormed my way to the bathroom, my throbbing cock urging me to relieve it. Mia was the cause of this. Her lips, her doe like eyes, the taste of her kiss. The way she moaned, panted. How good she felt……

I tried so hard to stay away from her, to not overstep my boundaries. If her parents find out….

I hiss, tugging at the roots of my hair and didn’t care that it was painful. If they found out, they wouldn’t trust me with her, or in their home.

I’d get kicked out. I wouldn’t have a place to stay. 1

I don’t know what I was fucking thinking when I went up to her room and kissed her. All I thought about at that moment was owning the innocence of her lips before anyone else. I was so consumed by the hunger to have her that I didn’t think clearly that night.

I did say I have a dark heart and my dark heart craved her innocence like no other.

The hunger I felt was undeniably strong. It was tormenting. Even more so after I had taken the innocence of her lips. I wanted to do more. Take more. But I fought that urge with everything I had.

I couldn’t do that to her knowing it wasn’t right of me to take advantage of her like this.

But I was always selfish when it comes to things I want but cannot have. Mia was someone I wanted very badly but knew I couldn’t have her. 2

But this only added more to the burning flames of desire I had for her.

I shoulder open the bathroom door, satisfied that it seemed to look empty. ” She’s untouchable.” I groan lowly tugging my hair even harder as I stormed into a stall and locked it.

“I must stop craving her so badly,” I whispered. But groaned in pain when a flash of her swollen lips from my kisses crept into my mind.

I place my forearm on the cold metal stalls door. “Damn it Mia,” My forehead falls on my forearm as I groan lowly. “I need to stop. Fuck!” I hissed when my cock throbbed even more.

I couldn’t stop thinking about the way she gasped a while ago. Or the way she let me basically devour her mouth without resisting. The way she told me to not to stop.

We were way over our heads and I was afraid we’d both fall into harsh flames.

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My hand fumble with the damn button of the pants and tugged down the zipper and then the pants

entirely.

I can’t believe one girl could affect me so much like this.

I hiss as I pulled down my briefs and let my cock free. It feels so good to remove the restraints that held my cock down. It throbbed so badly that it hurt to even take a single breath.

The image of Mia with her red lacy panties thrust into my mind and I stifle a moan. My hands wrapped around my girth and my cock jerked.

“Shit,” I moaned, breathing heavily.

Breathe Kade.

Breathe.

I sighed harshly, squeezing myself lightly to ease a bit of the painful throb, then run my hands down my

length.

The way she took that sharp intake. The way her breath felt against my ear. The way my tongue slid against hers.

I began to tug my cock, groaning lowly as I pictured her. My balls were heavy and sought for relief.

I grunt, panting as I jerk off.

I pictured pulling off the flimsy red panties off of her to reveal her pussy. Take off the red bra to reveal her nipples. I pictured them hard and rosy.

I craved to see the real image of her and not some fabricated image I conjured up. But this will have to do.

I pant tugging faster, harder as I pictured skimming my fingers on her neck, down between her breasts, stopping on her heart to feel the pace. I would hope it would be quick, just like mine was now.

I pictured her looking up at me with her innocent doe like eyes. The way she would suck in a sharp intake of breath. The way her eyes would practically beg me to take her, to fuck her. To claim her

innocence.

“Shit!” I cried, tugging harder, squeezing harder. Faster.

I bit my lip to stop myself from saying her name out loud.

I clenched my eyes tightly and continued to picture her.

I would skim my fingers past her breasts, to her navel and hear her breathing become more erratic. I would teasingly roll my thumb around her belly button and then teased my way past her pussy mound.

I would imagine her squirming, arching her back off the bed as I teased my way down her wet folds. I

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could just thrust my finger into her to see how soaked she was but I wouldn’t. I’d take things slow. Make sure she would enjoy every second of it.

I would look up at her as I guided her to spread her legs for me. She would do so shyly and looked down at me flustered. I would keep my gaze on her and demand that she keeps her eyes on me and witness how I’d pleasure her.

Then when she’s ready, I’ll dip down and push my tongue into her core because I wouldn’t be able to resist tasting her longer. She would cry, mewl and hiss as I dove my tongue in deeper.

Then I would lick the entrance of her cunt, and tease her lips by biting them lightly to cause a little pain but suck them to ease it. She would dig her fingers in my hair and push me closer to her pussy while looking down at me like I was a rare being.

I would smirk as I watch her writhe in a desperate way to get me closer.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” I groan loudly, giving one last tug before I felt the rush of the familiar feeling. I turned around quickly, tore a piece of tissue, and spurt my cum on it.

I groan, my head facing the ceiling as my knees bucked and my legs tremble. Never had I ever had a release so powerful. I could only imagine what the real thing would feel like.

I continued to spurt my cum in the tissue, shocked by how much was coming out. I breathed out shakily and looked down at the damp tissue filled with my cum.

“Fuck, Red.” I grunt.

Even though I just had a release the hunger for her didn’t quench. I grit my teeth, lift the toilet seat and throw the tissue in the bowl. Flushing the toilet, I couldn’t control myself when my fist slammed into the stalls door in frustration.

“She’s untouchable. Need to stay away from her.” I chanted lowly fighting to stop the images of her in my

head.

But I knew staying away from her would be almost impossible. Not when I was so hungry.

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.