Playing Fake With Kade Black

C um For Me 🔞

Kade

Her threat hits me like a shot of pure adrenaline. It’s been f*****g ages since I last felt this excited to f**k someone, since my c**k sprung to life from just a kiss and a few sharp words.

I laugh, low and filthy, as I brace myself on my elbows above her, caging her in with my body. “Violent, huh? Could’ve sworn you were a cute little thing, Shadow.”

Sora’s eyes flash with pure mischief and lust. She arches up, grinding against the hard line of my c**k through our clothes, and the friction pulls a groan straight out of me. “I am anything but little. Are you going to f**k me or should I find someone man enough?”

Fuck. This woman is going to wreck me.

Man enough? I think the f**k not.

I crash my mouth down on hers, drowning her next bratty line in her throat. The kiss isn’t gentle—it’s raw, hungry, like I’m drinking straight from her soul. She tastes like anger and fire, and I can’t get enough. My tongue slides against hers, teasing, claiming, while her fingers dig into my shoulders, pulling me closer.

Damn, she is intoxicatingly perfect.

My hand glides under her shirt again, fingers skimming warm skin before I tug the fabric up and over her head. She lifts her arms to help, and the second her top is gone, I pull back just enough to look. Her t**s are perfect—full, n*****s already tight and begging for attention. I groan at the sight.

“f**k, Sora,” I mutter, voice rough. “Look at you.”

Before she can say anything smart, I dip my head and close my mouth around one n****e, sucking hard. She gasps, back bowing off the bed, her hands flying to my hair and tugging. The sting only makes me want more. I swirl my tongue, graze my teeth, then switch to the other side, palming the first breast with my hand. Her skin is so soft, so warm, and every little moan she makes shoots straight to my c**k.

“Kade—s**t—” she breathes, hips rolling up against me again, chasing friction.

I chuckle against her skin, the vibration making her shiver. “Impatient, princess? You said ten seconds. I’m just getting started.”

I reach behind her, unhook her bra with one hand, and toss it aside. Now she’s bare from the waist up, flushed and breathing hard, watching me with those wild eyes. I love how she looks at me—like she wants to devour me right back.

My hand drifts lower, popping the button on her pants and dragging the zipper down slowly, teasing her. I slip my fingers under the waistband of her panties and find her soaked. “Jesus, you’re dripping for me already.”

Sora’s breath catches. She grabs my wrist, guiding my hand deeper. “Then stop teasing and touch me properly.”

The Sora who's crying over my brother is long gone and replaced with a bossy sweet little treat.

I push her pants and underwear down her legs in one go. She kicks them off impatiently, and I sit back on my heels for a second, just drinking in the sight of her completely naked beneath me.

Legs parted, p***y glistening, chest heaving. Her hair fans out across the pillow like dark silk, and that mischievous grin on her face makes my chest tighten.

“Beautiful,” I growl. “So f*****g beautiful.”

She reaches for me, tugging at my shirt. “I can't be the only one naked.”

I shove my pants down, my c**k springs free, hard and aching.

Goddamnit, Sora looks at me with those hungry, needy eyes of hers. Her tongue dart out to wet her lips.

“Like what you see?” I ask, voice low as I settle between her thighs again.

“Depends,” she teases, wrapping her hand around my length and giving one slow stroke. “You gonna know how to use it?”

I groan, hips jerking into her grip. “Keep talking like that and I won’t be gentle.”

“That is the idea, Kade. f**k me so hard I forget tonight.”

That’s all the permission I need. I kiss her again, deep and filthy, while my fingers slide through her folds. She’s so wet, so ready.

I circle her c**t with my thumb, then push two fingers inside her, curling them just right. Sora moans into my mouth, her hand tightening around my c**k as she strokes me in time with my fingers.

“f**k—right there,” she gasps, breaking the kiss to catch her breath. Her thighs tremble around my hand.

I pump my fingers faster, thumb pressing firmer on her c**t, watching her face the whole time. Her eyes flutter, lips parted, cheeks flushed. She’s grinding down on my hand, chasing her pleasure, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

“Come on, Shadow,” I murmur against her neck, sucking a mark there. “Let me feel you come on my fingers.”

Her walls clench around me, a sharp cry tearing from her throat as her body shakes. I keep moving, drawing it out until she’s panting and pushing at my shoulders, oversensitive.

I pull my fingers out and bring them to my mouth, licking them clean while she watches, eyes wide. “f**k. Me. You taste so good, Shadow.”

Sora laughs breathlessly, still flushed. “God you're so dirty.”

I raise a brow, dirty? That's new, I've been called “so good” “hot” “sexy” but never dirty.

“That’s a new one.” I grin, positioning myself at her entrance. The head of my c**k nudges against her slick heat, and we both groan. “Last chance to back out.”

Instead of answering, she hooks her legs around my waist and pulls me forward. I sink into her slowly, inch by inch, savoring the tight, wet heat. Her nails dig into my back, and we both moan when I bottom out.

“f**k, Sora,” I breathe, forehead pressed to hers. “If you keep squeezing me like that I won't last a second.”

She rolls her hips up, impatient. “Move, Kade. I need you to move.”

I start thrusting—deep, steady strokes that have her gasping my name with every push. The room fills with the sound of skin slapping skin, her moans, my low curses.

I kiss her through it, swallowing every sound, one hand braced beside her head while the other grips her thigh, spreading her wider so I can hit that spot inside her that makes her see stars.

“Harder,” she demands, biting my lower lip.

I give her what she wants, picking up the pace, f*****g her deeper. The bed creaks beneath us.

Every thrust pulls an even louder broken moan from her throat, head thrown back with those pretty t**s of hers bouncing.

“You feel so f*****g good around my c**k,” I groan, nipping at her jaw.

“Don’t f*****g c*m without me,” she shoots back, clenching around me.

I laugh and shift angles, driving into her harder. My hand slips between us, finding her c**t again. She cries out, legs tightening around me as another orgasm builds fast.

“Kade—f**k—I’m close—”

“c*m for me again, princess.”

She shatters around me, pulsing tight, her nails raking down my back. The sensation drags me right to the edge with her. I keep thrusting through her release, chasing my own, until I can’t hold back anymore.

“Where?” I grit out, voice strained.

“Inside,” she gasps. “I’m on the pill—just—f**k, c*m inside me.”

That’s it. I bury myself deep and come hard, groaning her name as pleasure crashes through me. My hips stutter, pressing as close as I can while I fill her.

We stay like that for a moment, panting, foreheads pressed together, bodies still joined. I kiss her lazily, enjoying the feel of her body around me.

“f**k,” I murmur against her lips.

Sora smiles, running her fingers through my hair. “Best terrible decision ever.”

I pull out gently and roll to the side, tugging her against my chest, ignoring the fact she still feels this is a terrible decision.

She curls into me, one leg thrown over mine, her hand tracing lazy patterns on my stomach. My fingers stroke up and down her spine, feeling the soft warmth of her skin.

“Stay here tonight,” I say quietly, I need her next to me, grounding me. “Don’t go to that other room.”

She smiles against my skin. “I wouldn't dream of it.”