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~Kai

I didn’t waste another second.

My hand slid up her thigh, pushing the high slit of her red dress aside. My fingers found her lace panties already soaked.

I shoved them to the side and plunged two fingers deep inside her without warning.

She gasped sharply, her body jerking against me.

“Fuck… Kai!” she moaned heavily as I started fingering her intensely, fast, deep, and rough.

My fingers curled inside her, stroking that sensitive spot while my thumb rubbed firm circles on her swollen clit.

I leaned down and kissed her neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks, then moved lower, tugging the front of her dress down to free her breasts.

I latched onto one nipple, sucking it hard into my mouth while my fingers kept pumping relentlessly inside her.

Her head fell back, her moans growing louder and more desperate.

“Oh my god… Kai… fuck, don’t stop…”

I remembered there was a secret passage from the terrace directly into the private kitchen, a shortcut I used to avoid walking through the crowded party.

I pulled my fingers out of her, making her whimper in protest.

I grabbed her wrist and started pulling her with me.

“Where are we going?” she asked breathlessly, still flushed and unsteady on her heels.

“You’ll see.”

I led her through the hidden side door, down a short corridor, and into the massive, dimly lit kitchen that was off limits to the party guests.

The moment the door closed behind us, I lifted her effortlessly and sat her on the cold marble countertop.

Her legs parted instinctively as I stepped between them. Her red dress was bunched up around her waist, breasts still spilling out from the low neckline, nipples hard and glistening from my mouth.

I looked at her flushed, breathing hard, eyes dark with lust, and smirked.

“Much better,” I murmured, running my hands up her thighs. “Now I can fuck you properly without the whole party watching.”

She grabbed the front of my shirt, pulling me closer, her voice low and challenging.

“Then stop talking and do it.”

I didn’t give her time to think.

I dropped to my knees right there on the kitchen floor, shoved her legs wide apart, and buried my face between her thighs.

She gasped sharply as my tongue dragged through her soaked folds, licking her from entrance to clit in one long, hungry stroke.

She was dripping wet. I groaned against her pussy and devoured her, sucking her swollen clit hard into my mouth, flicking my tongue rapidly while two fingers slid deep inside her, pumping fast.

“Fuck… Kai!” she moaned loudly, her hands flying to my hair, gripping tight as her hips bucked against my face.

I ate her like I was starving, licking, sucking, and fingering her relentlessly.

The wet, obscene sounds of my mouth on her pussy filled the quiet kitchen. I curled my fingers, hitting that perfect spot over and over until her thighs started shaking violently around my head.

“Oh my god, I’m gonna cum…” she cried out, voice breaking.

I sucked her clit harder, fingers moving faster, until she shattered. She came hard on my tongue, moaning loudly, her pussy pulsing and gushing as I kept licking her through every wave of her orgasm.

When she finally stopped trembling, I stood up, breathing hard, lips shiny with her juices.

I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off the counter, pushing her down onto her knees in front of me.

“Your turn,” I ordered, voice rough. “Suck my cock.”

She looked up at me with dark, lust filled eyes. She didn’t argue. She quickly unbuckled my belt, pulled my pants down, and freed my hard, throbbing cock.

The moment it sprang out, she wrapped her lips around the head and took me deep into her mouth.

She sucked me eagerly,wet, sloppy, and hungry bobbing her head fast while her hand stroked what she couldn’t fit.

I groaned, gripping her blonde hair tighter as I fucked her mouth, pushing deeper until I hit the back of her throat.

“Good girl,” I growled. “Take it all.”

After a few minutes of her talented mouth working me, I pulled her up, spun her around, and bent her over the kitchen counter.

“Grab the edge of the utensils cupboard,” I commanded. “And try not to scream.”

She obeyed, gripping the cupboard tightly, her ass pushed back toward me, legs spread.

I lined up my cock with her dripping pussy and slammed into her in one brutal thrust.

She cried out sharply, fingers clawing at the cupboard as I started ruining her, fucking her hard and deep from behind, hips snapping against her ass with powerful strokes.

The sound of skin slapping skin echoed through the kitchen. I gripped her hips tightly, pounding into her without mercy, watching her breasts bounce with every thrust.

“Fuck… Kai, you’re so deep…” she moaned, trying and failing to stay quiet.

I reached around and rubbed her clit while I fucked her even harder, driving her toward another orgasm.

When I felt her start to tighten around me, I leaned over her back and growled in her ear

“That’s it… cum on my cock like a good little slut.”

She shattered again, moaning loudly as her pussy clenched and pulsed around me. Her legs shook violently.

I kept fucking her through it, chasing my own release, until I finally buried myself deep and came hard inside her, groaning as I filled her with thick, hot spurts.

We stayed like that for a moment, both panting, bodies slick with sweat.

I pulled out slowly, watching my cum leak down her thighs.

Seraphima turned around, breathing heavily, eyes still dark with lust.

She looked completely wrecked, but I wasn’t done with her yet.

I grabbed a sturdy wooden chair from the kitchen island, spun it around, and sat down. My cock stood hard and proud, still glistening from her juices.

She didn’t need any command.

She walked over, eyes locked on my dick, and straddled me without hesitation. She positioned herself over me, held my cock at her entrance, and sank down slowly, taking every thick inch until she was fully seated.

“Fuck…” she moaned, her head falling back as she adjusted to my size.

I gripped her waist tightly with both hands and started bouncing her up and down on my cock, hard, fast, and deep. Each time I pulled her down, I thrust up to meet her, driving myself as deep as possible.

We kissed messily, tongues sliding against each other as I fucked her from below. My hands moved up to her breasts, squeezing and playing with them, pinching her nipples hard while I continued bouncing her relentlessly on my lap.

She moaned into my mouth, her hips rolling and grinding every time she came down.

After a few minutes, I stood up with her still impaled on my cock, carried her a few steps, and bent her over the large kitchen island. But this time I wanted something crazier.

I lifted one of her legs high, hooked it over my shoulder, and turned her body sideways so she was almost in a standing split position while still bent over the counter.

Then I slammed back into her from this new, deep angle. Her eyes widened.

“Oh my god, Kai… what the fuck…!” she gasped.

I started pounding her hard in this crazy, almost acrobatic position, one leg hooked high over my shoulder, her body twisted so I could hit an entirely new depth inside her.

The angle was brutal and intense. Every thrust made her scream.

“Kai fuck… slow down… please!” she begged, her voice breaking as I ruined her.

But I didn’t slow down.

I gripped her thigh tightly and fucked her even harder, slamming into her with powerful, relentless strokes. Her pussy clenched around me like a vice, her moans turning into desperate, high pitched cries.

“Kai, I can’t, I’m gonna cum again… please stop…ahhh!”

I ignored her begging and kept pounding her in that crazy standing split position, my hips slapping loudly against her ass. The pleasure was insane.

Finally, I felt my own orgasm building fast.

With a deep groan, I buried myself as deep as possible and came hard inside her again, flooding her pussy with thick ropes of cum while she screamed through her own intense orgasm.

We both collapsed onto the kitchen floor in a sweaty, panting heap, her leg still hooked over me, my cock still buried deep inside her as the last spurts of my release filled her.

She lay there trembling, breathing heavily, completely wrecked.

She looked up at me with dazed eyes and a weak, breathless laugh.

“You’re… such a bad guy…” she whispered, voice hoarse.

I smirked, still inside her, and kissed her swollen lips softly.

“Yeah… but you loved every second of it.”