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At that moment, Kiara fervently prayed for the ground to split up and swallow her while she argued within herself whether to play along with his assumption or admit she was cumming for him.Pressing her lips together, she locked her thighs tighter, feeling ashamed for having carnal thoughts about him.Why else was she wet down there? If Dante found out, that would be the end of her.He'd probably put up posters and paid blogs to write articles of how shamelessly she came undone while being trapped with him.“You have to answer me this time. I can take anything else, but not you tricking me into touching your pee.” Dante thundered, and she flinched slightly at the wrath in his voice.Due to the exasperation of her silence, he ruffled his hair, then clenched his jaw as he yanked her up to her feet, with himself pinning her back against the wall.“So you're not only claustrophobic, you pee in your little pants like a toddler? Is this what the bossy Kiara is made of?” He asked.His bari

“Wh- what did you just say?” Kiara stammered, her grip tightening around her cellphone. Right then and there she wished the electricity zap coursing through her was anger. But ‘no,’ she was turned on to a maddening level; it had to be insanity. Her hand trembled from being suspended in the air for long, yet she waited to see Dante's expression with bated breath. Yeah, it was so worth it because his gray eyes turned dark with carnal desire as his gaze swept over her body. But he masked it off with a dry chuckle, “Don't make me repeat it again, Ki. It's either you heard me the first time, or you give me the phone and let's get the hell out of here.” He said, his tone was stern, yet she could see his bulge getting worse. This man was fucked up, wasn't he? And so was she with the way her core was aching for his touch again. However, instead of admitting to herself at least that she craved a taste of him, she chose the easy way out. “Stop calling me Ki. We're not that close.” Kia

“You bastard, oouu.” She whimpered, yet arched her hips to meet his sharp thrusts that burned her deep as he continued fucking her in rhythmic motion. Using one hand, he fisted his hand into her hair and tugged it up, still maintaining his feral pounding into her tight ass. “Look at you, Ki. Loving every bit of this. Should I stop?” He asked in a thick, low voice that was filled with lust as he rammed into her, the furious slapping of their skins echoing in the atmosphere. When she shook her head instead of responding, he smacked her ass, and she jolted. It was degrading, but it made her clit clench harder, making his brutality more worth it. Goodness, she couldn't even admit how it turned her on. “I'll spank your ass till you learn to be a good girl for me, Ki.” Each of his words was accompanied by a deep thrust that made her scream her moans. He didn't allow her time to consider it as his big palm connected with the delicate skin of her ass a few more times. Judging

Yet he didn't stop slamming his veiny cock up her pussy as he groaned in greedy satisfaction while her squirt came in violent motion. Everything about Kiara was exquisite and addictive except her work ethic. He had always known it'd be divine to get down on this woman, but this experience was so exhilarating that he never wanted to forget it. The triumph of having her at the mercy of her own orgasm seared through his veins, and his iron control at the promise of gentleness went out the window. As her second orgasm began building up, he took up his pace, driving into her in deep, urgent strokes that stretched her swollen pussy lips to a point of submission. “Oh, Dante. Mmmh.” She moaned, taking his greedy cock with every inch of her core that was still slicked with the wetness of his stimulation. “I've always loved how you stubbornly called my last name even if you knew I hated it.” He husked, pinning her to the walls with the sole aid of his athletic thighs as he moved his

“Wait. What?!” Evelyn stared wide-eyed at her best friend as the pen slipped from her hand, landing pinpoint on her foot. “Arghh!” She squeaked, flinging the notepad to the other side of the room. “Don't be so loud. He'll hear us.” Ciara whisper-shouted, hurrying over to put her hand over Evelyn's mouth. The latter swatted her hand away immediately, along with her nose flaring up, “You lied to Mason that we had a dinner reservation at McDonald's for this?” Evelyn asked in disbelief as she limped towards the window. Yanking the curtains back, she watched a large-framed guy dressed in a baggy hoodie stalk into his apartment just a short distance away. With her heart in her throat, Ciara pressed a finger to her lips, sprinting to drag the curtains closed, “Keep it down. He'll kno- “You've been watching him like a little stalker? Come on, Cee, this guy doesn't look like one of your fans. He gives off the heebie-jeebies.” Evelyn cut in, hopping on her bad foot and then colla