24. Kayden
KAYDEN
She’s my little sinner, and I’m about to help her sin.
I shouldn’t do this. Not after what I’ve gone through today, what I did with my own hands.
I said it jokingly, with no expectations. Didn’t think she’d say yes.
My body’s overstimulated at the sight in front of me, pulled to her against my will.
Madelyn, half-naked, fucking exposed to me.
I’m still, staring and licking my lips, yet my feet won’t move.
“Having second thoughts?” My little demon’s propped up on her elbows, leaning back. Her pink panties are lowered halfway down her legs as she spreads her thighs. Her folds are inviting, glistening. “Should I take care of it myself?”
She picks up the suction toy again and turns it on, the buzzing sound getting lost in her whimpers as she presses it against her clit.
“Hmm,” she teases me. “Yeah.”
There’s no hint of the shy Maddy who was startled by me walking in.
The way she gives herself into her desire tightens my cock.
I swallow. Heat slithers across my chest.
She opens her eyes and seizes her gaze on me, the toy still working her pussy.
“Yes.” She leans forward, pushing herself against it. “It feels so good.”
I clench my fists, grit my teeth. It’s wrong.
But she wants it, and I need it. Who am I to say no?
“Fuck it.”
I rush forward, pulling the toy from her and tossing it aside before moving her to the center of the mattress.
I bury myself between her thighs, parting her legs with my body. I’ve been craving her pussy, the taste of her sweet nectar on my tongue, watching her fall apart again while I explore her with my mouth.
“Keep these pretty legs spread for me, Madelyn.” I massage one of her inner thighs, pressing little kisses into her skin and trailing dangerously close to her center.
She squirms under my touch, purring despite me barely touching her.
I slide a finger along her thigh all the way down to her pussy, stroking across her slit.
She arches herself toward me.
“So fucking wet already.’
She’s dripping in need.
I press one hand against her neck, and her breathing becomes rapid.
She likes this.
With my other hand, I keep playing with her pussy, sliding two fingers back and forth along her wetness. All while her eyes are on me.
Her chest rises and flattens, her body growing impatient for my touch.
“More. Please,” she whimpers.
I enjoy myself, watching her beg for my touch. Slowly, I slide a finger into her pussy.
She rolls her hips. “Yes. Just like that.”
“You like that, Little Demon?” I ask, tightening my grip around her neck.
I want to be gentle with her, knowing she’s a virgin, but the way her pussy chokes my finger tells me she doesn’t mind me being a little rough. The innocent Madelyn from college is all grown up.
Her breath is ragged. “Y-yes.”
She slides up and down my finger on her own. Her reaction makes me greedy, too, and I push a second finger inside her, her pussy automatically tightening around both.
I straighten, keeping my hand tight around her throat, and slamming my fingers in and out of her, not letting her eyes move from mine.
“Yes.” She whines. She’s so fucking tight. “More.” She pushes forward. “I need.” Moans.
“Kayden.” Heavy breathing. “I need you to fuck me harder.”
The words wake a beast in me, making me imagine things.
My cock in her tight pussy, her riding me, begging for mercy as I bring her to oblivion.
I bite my tongue, speeding up my fingers.
“More fingers.”
There’s no way. No way she’s asking for this.
“Such a greedy little slut, sis.”
She loosens my grip from her neck, separating my fingers and taking one as I watch her.
She picks my index finger and presses the tip of her mouth to it, licking, and pushing it all the way into her mouth, coating it with her saliva.
Blood rushes to my cock in seconds, sending a jolt of electricity to me as her mouth works my fingers.
“Fuck.”
She takes another one of my fingers and slides her tongue across it.
It’s when she’s on her third finger that I understand what she wants from me.
“Baby, if I’m gonna push three fingers into your pretty little pussy, I might as well make you ride my dick.”
She bites her bottom lip, her eyes half-closed. “Sounds like a great idea.”
She pulls her panties all the way down and tosses them aside, pushing me against the bed and sitting on me, rubbing herself over the bulge growing in my pants.
I groan.
Ruin her, that little voice in my head says, fueled by yearning.
Get the fuck away from her, another one pushes me. Don’t you dare taint her. You’re no good for her.
Fuck. If I give in, if I let her have her way with me and release my beast, I’ll destroy her.
“No.” I breathe heavily, holding back as warmth envelops me. “I’m not done with you yet.”
I can’t do that to her, take her virginity, like this, right now. No matter how much I want it.
She’s confused, needy, and so am I. She deserves her first time to be special.
But there’s something else I can give her, something that’ll leave her satisfied, at least for tonight.
I flip her around, exchanging our positions, and seize both her wrists, so she’s under me again.
Propping her legs open, I sink my head between her thighs.
She whimpers. “W-what are you doing?”
“Something I haven’t been able to stop thinking about for years.”
Her mouth shapes into an O, before the same sound follows.
It’s true. I’ve been dreaming of this moment since college, waiting for it to happen again. To get a taste of her.
My eyes darken as she lets me have my way with her, my tongue peeking out, greedy. My face is mere inches away from her beautiful pussy.
“I’ve had a long day, and I’m starving. Now, be quiet and let your older brother eat.”
The first lick is the most euphoric. My tongue slides cautiously along her needy cunt, pure honey invading my taste buds. Maddy’s pussy is a piece of heaven I’ve been depriving myself of.
I lick along her slit, tracing long strokes with my tongue.
“Oh. God.” She pants.
“You already know my name, Madelyn.” I smile over her pussy before giving it another generous stroke. “Feel free to call it as many times as you’d like.”
Though if anyone should be calling God’s name, it’s me, for having the privilege of being between my little demon’s thighs.
I take her in. Her scent, her distinctive flavor. The way she whimpers and asks for more, and how she squirms with every stroke as I devour her cunt.
Her breathing picks up.
Soon, my fingers are slipping into her pussy, too, curling just at the right spot to make her scream. I’m mixing both my mouth and the sensation of my thick fingers, giving her a false sense of fullness.
She digs her fingernails into my back, bringing her hands to my head, massaging my hair, and pulling me deeper, my mouth choking on her pussy.
She thrusts against me. Needing me. Wanting more.
My dick is so hard my balls tighten, too.
“Kayden.” She moans my name, and it takes everything in me not to break apart. “You’re so good. Mmm, yes. Faster.”
Fuck, I’m gonna explode.
Why does she taste so fucking good? Why do I feel like I could stay here, buried between her legs forever if she’d let me?
I pump my fingers in and out as I feast on her. I’m a starved man, there’s no lie there. I’ve waited too long for this.
I obey, sharpening my strokes, going back and forth with my tongue while I go in and out with my fingers, not leaving one part of her unattended.
Her pussy throbs around my fingers as her moans keep slipping free.
I twirl my tongue around her clit, making sure I stimulate all of her until she can’t take it anymore.
“Fuck, Kayden. I’m coming.”
“Good.” Lick. “Come all over me, baby.”
She moans, her hips buckling.
Her whole body shakes against my mouth—and she explodes, reaching her climax and gifting me with the sweetness of her release.
She looks down at me, in between her legs, devouring her. I lick her clean, swallowing every last drop.
Fucking delicious.
She looks captivated by me, a smile on her face.
Grabbing the back of my head, making it hurt, she pulls me up to her.
I close my eyes and wait for her to make the move, my cock a fucking rock.
Soft lips press themselves against mine. We kiss for the first time in forever.
Caressing each other with soft grazes until we turn feral, our tongues fighting for control.
She tastes herself on me. And I’m in paradise.
“God, I love you, Kayden,” she says. Her words are surprising, her hand automatically covering her mouth, having pulled away from mine. “I mean. I love it. What you did. This.”
My heart slams against my chest,
She just said she loves me. Even if she corrected herself, she said it. Madelyn loves me. Me.
A broken piece of shit.
But I can’t corrupt her. I can’t do this.
This is wrong.
I break apart from her touch, pulling away and getting up. “I should go.”
“N-no.” She pulls at my sleeve, drawing me closer again. “Don’t. Stay. Sleep with me?”
My chest is so warm, and my heart’s beating so fast. I want to stay. I want to give her everything in me.
But I can’t. I shouldn’t have done this in the first place.
There’s one thing I forgot, lost in all this lust and momentary dream. I’ve just come home after doing a terrible thing. Someone died because they got a bit too close to Madelyn, and I got rid of him.
I don’t care about myself. I don’t care if I’m risking my life for her. She deserves it. I’d do anything for her. But that doesn’t mean that whoever’s after me, won’t go after her if I piss him off.
And I have a feeling I crossed a line here.
My little demon’s eyes are big, and she’s pouting, begging me to stay with her.
“I want to please you, too,” she murmurs, her hands tugging at the waistband of my jeans. “Don’t you want me to choke on your cock, Kayden?”
God, I want it so fucking bad. Her words almost break me. The image playing in my head, the past coming back to me. Madelyn on her knees for me. I’ve replayed that scene countless times.
But I can’t.
“I’m okay, Little Demon.”
Though my cock would disagree.
“This was…” It’s like a wake-up call. What the fuck did I think I was doing? “I think we should sleep on it.”
This is what’s right. What I should be doing. Running away from here before the disaster happens. Before I corrupt Madelyn forever.
I need to keep her safe.
I step toward her, bringing my lips to her forehead, and give her a peck.
She watches as I make my way to the door, her chest rising and falling, speechless.
The words I want to say stuck on the back of my throat, indefinitely. I know she didn’t mean it.
But I’m afraid I love you, too, Madelyn.