Forty-Five

Kaylee's P.O.V.

I gasped as my hand latched around the back of his neck, his large member filling and stretching me in a way that had me arching my chest toward him to fit him easier. The sound of my wetness and his thrusts echoed through the small cave, turning me on even more.

This was my man fucking me.

I didn't care what promises he may have made to Kate when they were kids. They were irrelevant now. He was mine, and only his promises to me and my promises to him mattered.

He leaned back to pull me off the wall before adjusting us, allowing him to hit a spot so deep that I couldn't decide if it was intense pleasure or if it hurt. One of his hands remained on my ass cheek, holding me up with the support of the stone wall behind me. The other interlaced with mine as he held it over my head, against the hard surface.

After several thrusts, my body agreed that it was a good kind of pain, and I felt myself tightening around him as I moaned his name out loudly.

My head dropped bac