Chapter 99
Kane forcefully spread my legs apart, wedged his leg between them, and flipped me around.
I could only stick my butt out toward him, hands pressed firmly against the floor-to-ceiling window.
Looking out, I saw tall buildings everywhere.
I didn't know if it was just my imagination, but I felt like people in other buildings could see right in.
Kane's lips came close to my ear again, and he chuckled, "Don't worry, this glass is one-way. We can see out, but they can't see in."
Even so, I couldn't help feeling nervous.
I turned my head, trying once more to ask him to go to the lounge, but Kane completely ignored me.
He stripped off my clothes too, wrapped his arms around my chest from behind, and played with my breasts in his hands. I could feel my nipples gradually hardening.
The feeling of leaning against the glass while being touched by his warm hands from time to time was strange, but it was a good kind of strange. Between my legs started getting wet.
I couldn't help wanting to squeeze my legs together, but Kane's leg made it impossible.
His leg, wedged between my thighs, suddenly started rubbing up and down.
My lower body was completely bare, but he was still wearing his crisp suit. The fabric occasionally brushed against my clit, sending electric waves of pleasure through my whole body.
Face flushed, I looked down and saw by the neon lights outside that his pants were already soaked with a wet patch.
I bit my lip and said shyly, "Your leg is all wet. What if someone sees when you go out?"
Kane didn't care at all. "So what if they see? What are they going to say to me?"
As he spoke, his lips kissed my back, the burning sensation making me moan involuntarily.
His movements got faster and faster. One hand gripped my breast while the other slowly moved between my legs.
Wet sounds echoed in the office. The pleasure from my vagina made my legs shake until I could barely stand, clinging desperately to the floor-to-ceiling window in front of me.
My vision was a bit hazy, but my eyes unconsciously locked onto the building across the way. I could clearly see several people standing by the floor-to-ceiling window in that building, drinking coffee and talking.
I didn't know if it was psychological, but I felt like they could see me.
I couldn't help turning back to Kane. "There are people across the way."
Kane didn't even look up, gently biting my shoulder. "Let them watch. We're giving them a free sex show. They're not paying, so they're getting a good deal."
I pushed his shoulder helplessly, my tone slightly annoyed. "You have no shame, but I do, Kane."
As soon as I finished speaking, he suddenly pulled his hand away. The emptiness between my legs made me squeeze them together involuntarily.
The next second, his leg withdrew too.
I was about to turn around when he pressed me against the floor-to-ceiling window again, his hot cock pushing inside without warning.
I couldn't help crying out. The sight of those people across the way chatting and laughing made me instinctively cover my mouth.
Kane kept thrusting behind me, holding my waist and making sexy, low sounds.
"God, cupcake, you're so hot inside. I want to stay inside you forever."
That comment made my face burn even redder. I couldn't help covering my face, just praying this really was one-way glass that showed nothing.
I don't know why, but my body got strangely excited too.
The feeling that people across the way were watching me—was I actually getting turned on by that?
Kane seemed to sense my change, too. He touched where we were joined, then spread his five fingers open.
I could see the sticky fluid on his fingers. Face red, I looked away.
But he brought his hand right back into my line of sight. "Look, this is all the wetness flowing out of you."
My eyes were glued to the fluid on his beautiful hand, almost dripping off. My head felt like it was exploding, hot and flushed.
I could only lower my head and keep covering my face.
My actions were like an ostrich refusing to face reality.
Kane chuckled and withdrew his hand. This time, he placed both hands on my waist.
He lowered his head, lips close to my ear, warning, "It's going to get intense now."
Before I could process what he meant, I felt his thrusting speed up.
This time, it was so fast I could barely handle it. My whole body swayed with his pounding, and each thrust nearly reached my cervix.
I cried out, unable to take it—this time really screaming, but the sound was mixed with pleasure.
Pleasure I couldn't control.
I don't know how long passed before I heard Kane let out a muffled grunt, then felt a hot stream shoot into my vagina.
So hot it made me tremble uncontrollably.
After Kane came, he calmed down. He kissed my hair and picked me up.
But he hadn't pulled out of my body yet. I was lifted up with him still inside me as he walked to the nearby sofa.
I trembled uncontrollably. The afterglow of my orgasm still hadn't passed, and I couldn't help tightening around him.
I heard Kane grunt.
He looked at me through gritted teeth. "If you squeeze me one more time, we're going again."
I quickly shook my head, looking at him pitifully. "I really can't handle another round. I haven't even eaten yet."
My stomach growled as if on cue.
Hearing my stomach, Kane laughed. He finally pulled out of my body.
But his cock still hadn't gone soft—it even twitched, reminding me of how vigorous he'd just been.
I couldn't help lowering my head. As I did, I felt liquid flowing out from between my legs.
Oh god, I'd forgotten he'd come inside me, and we hadn't cleaned up yet.
I quickly stood up, but there was already a puddle of milky white mixed with clear sticky fluid on the sofa. My face burned.
Kane actually leaned over to look, then turned back to me with a smile. "I didn't come as much as you leaked."
I wanted nothing more than to cover Kane's mouth.
But then I thought—if I went to cover Kane's mouth, he'd definitely lick my hand.
I took a step back and said hurriedly, "I'm going to shower."
Then I rushed into the lounge's shower. The warm water hitting my body brought my sanity back.
Thinking about everything that had just happened, I couldn't help lowering my head.
God, how did I become so lewd?
Getting excited at the thought of being watched by others.
This was all Kane's fault.
He's the one who made me like this.
I said silently to myself.
After a while, I heard Kane knocking on the door.
"My cupcake, why aren't you out yet? Do you need me to come in and help you wash?"
I quickly turned off the water, dried myself off, grabbed Kane's shirt from nearby, and walked out while buttoning it up.
"Coming."