Chapter 3
Emma’s POV
“Okay Kane just tell me what to do first because my legs are already shaking and I feel like I might pass out right here against this counter,” I whispered, voice all breathy and cracked as I leaned back like he said, palms flat on the cool surface behind me.
My thighs parted wider on their own, the oversized t-shirt riding all the way up so my bare p***y was completely open to him, slick and glistening under the kitchen light.
I could feel the cool air hitting my swollen c**t and it made me twitch hard.
Shame burned up my neck and cheeks but my hips tilted forward anyway like my body was begging him before my mouth could.
Kane stepped in close, his big frame blocking out everything else, that calm commanding look still on his face like this was the most norma
