Chapter 67

"The more I want to fuck you in this very same spot, fucking strip your clothes now, Isla," he whispered in my ear which sent chills down my spine. I looked at him biting my lower lip. I needed to be sure that he wasn't playing with me, but that is the thing with Kairos. He never bluffs.

I swallowed hard, his eyes following mine as I stared at the arch door to the west wing of his house where the dining at the kitchen can be found, where Faye is working for our meal now.

I whimpered out of disbelief after he withdrew his long finger out of me and suckled on it as if his finger and the trace of my wetness on it were the world's sweetest delicacy.

"Let's go upstairs. Let's just do this in your room. Faye will have a heart attack if she walks up on us and you are banging me roughly from behind." As I was trying to negotiate with him. Kairo's hands were on the move, unclasping my bra from under the shirt that I wore. He easily pulled it off me and even sniffed it before he dropped it on