Time passed in a blur of secret nights and stolen moments. Kane kept his promise — Jax received a ten-year sentence instead of the maximum. He also arranged one final private visit at the prison before Jax was transferred.
I knew it was a test.
Before we left the car in the prison parking lot, Kane pushed me against the seat, lifted my skirt, and slid a thick, powerful remote-controlled vibrating egg deep inside my already sensitive p***y. He turned it on to a low, teasing buzz.
"Wear it during the visit," he ordered, eyes dark with wicked amusement. "And remember who you belong to now."
The egg pressed perfectly against my G-spot as we walked inside. By the time we reached the private visitation room, I was already soaked and struggling to keep my breathing steady.
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