KASMINE.
It was painful at first but got better when he introduced his fingers to the party. He circled, pinched, and rubbed my c**t as his hips jerked up, meeting my rhythmic moves.
"Oh, f**k. You'll be the end of me, Kasmine," he rolled his eyes, and I saw the raw pleasure in them.
The pain and pleasure were so overwhelming that I thought it wouldn't end anytime soon. And it didn't. At least, not with Kester. Not when he f****d like he was collecting a debt I owed him.
I was scared we might not be done by the time we reached the pack. I saw the familiar territory come into view. We were less than fifteen minutes away.
"Kester... We are close," I managed through ragged breaths and blurry eyes, but he only smirked.
"Scared mum and dad would see us f*****g?" He asked, plunging in
