Chapter 2: Kitchen at MidnightKane didn’t waste a single second.The moment I whispered “Please, Kane… fuck me,” he spun me around, bent me over the kitchen counter, and yanked my sleep shorts and panties down to my ankles in one rough motion.“Fuck, look at this pretty little pussy,” he growled, voice low and hungry. “Already dripping for your stepbrother’s best friend.”He kicked my legs wider apart and rubbed the thick, leaking head of his cock through my soaked folds, teasing my entrance. I gripped the edge of the counter, heart pounding, knowing Ryan could walk through the front door at any moment.Without another word, Kane gripped my hips and slammed into me with one powerful thrust, burying every thick inch deep inside my tight heat.I had to slap both hands over my mouth to stop myself from screaming. He was so big — stretching me wide open, filling me completely in a single stroke. The burn was intense and perfect.“Shit, Mia,” he groaned quietly, staying buried to the hilt
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