My breath catches as Kane’s hand slides into my jeans and over my underwear, cupping me between the legs and pressing his fingers against my center. Needing to feel him more, I push my hips harder against his touch. He obliges my bodies request and using one finger, he begins rubbing my c**t through my underwear.
His eyes still burning into mine, I moan from the pleasure. Still rubbing my c**t, he slides another finger down and presses it against my entrance, the material of my underwear the only barrier preventing him entry. New waves of pleasure ripple through me.
His mouth is on my neck now, kissing and nibbling. My hoodie preventing him from moving his mouth lower. f**k. There are way too many pieces of clothing between us. I try to pull my hands from Kane’s grasp above my head so I
