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feel his desire; he loved to make my hips buck.
    “I'm going to drink you in, Kait. Every last delicious drop.” Mal made my clit vibrate with pleasure until it became too much.
    My pussy began to tremble, but he didn't stop. My stomach arched forward as he brought me to the razor's edge of climax. I gripped the handlebars almost tightly enough to snap them off.
    “Oh dear fucking—Mal!” The words were ripped from the bottom of my diaphragm. My body tensed so much from the orgasm that it lifted me off the bike.
    Without slowing or breaking concentration, Mal snapped his hands around my thighs and raised me even higher. Unintelligible words spilled out of my mouth as wave after wave of trembles smashed into me.
    He didn't stop.
    Mal's tongue crippled me. My legs wouldn't stop shaking.
    “Banana, Banana! Please... Mal, please!” I was panting, steam and sweat rolled off my chest and stomach. Was it possible to be killed by an orgasm?
    “Are you okay?” Mal asked, gasping in air. His mouth and chin glistened in the low light. That was me all over him. Part of me was embarrassed at how soaked I was, but that was his fault.
    No one had ever made me this wet before.
    “Yes. Yes, I'm just—” I swallowed, letting the waves of pleasure that still wracked me die down enough for coherent speech. “Jesus. That was amazing.”
    “Don't go giving him all the credit.” Mal kissed his way up my stomach. Every smack of his lips set off another earthquake in me. He slipped a hand beneath my bra as he reached my neck and face.
    “Why not?” I laughed, praying for him to kiss me. “How else would you explain your superpowers?”
    “You mean my divine gifts to crush your pussy? We haven't even gotten started yet.” His lips captured mine. I thought I might be able to taste myself, but the only thing I got was hints of leather and champagne.
    He bit my lip and pinched my perked nipple, making my stomach arch toward him again. His other strong arm wrapped around my back and held me up so I was able to release my death grip on the handlebars.
    Both our bodies flared with heat and sweat. I groped clumsily down the muscled ridges of his side and found his jeans. Mal moved himself closer to give me better access to his button and zipper. I slid my hand down the front of the rough fabric instead. That hidden monster of a cock throbbed at my touch.
    The lower I went, the more of it there was.
    I'd always wondered about Mal's cock, but I never thought I'd actually get to experience it. Now that it was in my hand, I couldn't help but be intimidated. His massive member was going to tear me in half!
    He was right.
    We hadn't even started yet.

Chapter 7
    Malik
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    W ords couldn't even describe how much I wanted Kait.
    I was surprised by my own restraint. Whenever I fisted my cock in the military and afterward, when I got out, it had always been to a picture of her.
    The only picture I had of her for the longest time was from our junior yearbook. We'd left so abruptly from Kait's house that I only had time to grab one thing on the way out. That yearbook was the only thing I knew of that had a picture of her. The picture was an awkward, washed-out glamor shot that she hated, but I didn't care. I loved it.
    I unclasped her bra with one hand. It was a surprisingly easy trick to master when you've had as much practice as I’ve had. I didn't bother taking it off. Like her panties I just moved it aside and went to work.
    No, not work.
    All the other girls I'd been with were work. Glorified masturbation. With Kait it was so much different. I knew it the second we met, that there was a strong connection between us. It drove me crazy that we could never do anything about it.
    But that didn't matter right now. She was finally mine and I promised myself nothing would ever break that bond again. Kait is mine, now and forever. I'd give her the night of her life and then go from there.
    I broke the passionate kiss to look at