Chapter 26_ Don't Stop!

MATURE CONTENT AHEAD!!!!!


"Hello guys! What a pleasant surprise." Chloe exclaimed, flashing a subtle smile in Arya's direction, causing her cheeks to turn a rosy hue as she averted her gaze.

"Chloe, what brings you here?" Arya asked, embracing her friend in a warm hug.

"I was enjoying some solitude in nature when I spotted you and your beautiful friend...so I decided to say hello." Chloe replied,

"Well, I'm glad you did. It's always a pleasure to see you, Chloe." Arya beamed, causing Chloe to mirror her infectious smile.

"Likewise, my dear." Chloe replied before her attention landed on Kane, who reached out a hand in greeting and offered her a polite smile.

"Hi there...I'm..."

"Just a moment! You're Kane Maranello." Chloe gasped excitedly, before Kane could introduce himself, shooting a brief glare in Arya's direction. "You didn't tell me you two were back on good terms."

"Chloe, it's not what it looks like, okay? We're just friends and..." Arya's explanation was cut short by Kane's interruption.

"Boyfriend." Kane interjected with a grin, causing Arya to be taken aback by his statement.

"Oh, I see." Chloe remarked, giving Arya a pointed look, causing her to blush.

Arya cleared her throat and attempted to hide her embarrassment. "Why don't you join us?" she asked Chloe, who declined with a shake of her head.

"No, I wouldn't want to intrude. I was actually just heading home." Chloe said, turning to Kane. "It was a pleasure to meet the King himself. Best of luck in your upcoming race."

"Thank you! See you soon." Kane replied.

Chloe nodded and gave Arya a goodbye kiss on the cheek, whispering in her ear, "I want to hear all the juicy details later, and oh, he's so cool and handsome!" With that, she walked away, leaving Arya to face Kane with a fierce expression.

"My boyfriend?" she repeated.

"Sounds pretty cool, doesn't it?" Kane quipped with a grin.

"It's not cool at all! You know I don't like it when you make jokes like that..." Arya huffed.

"Relax, my tigress. And I'm not joking, I am your boyfriend." Kane declared.

"Are you serious?" Arya asked, giving him a dubious look.

"Is this enough seriousness?" Kane asked, leaning in to passionately kiss her and leaving her breathless. "Come, let me show you somewhere."

He led her by the hand on a long walk towards the edge of the park, eventually reaching a wooden bench next to a stately old tree.

"Wow, I've never been here before..." Arya commented as she gazed around. The lush greenery enveloped the area, with a variety of trees creating a verdant canopy. In the foreground stood a tree with large, gnarled roots, adding character to the scene. Inviting visitors to sit and enjoy the scenery, a wooden bench sat on the right side. The ground was blanketed with grass, fallen leaves, and small twigs scattered about. Overall, it was a tranquil and picturesque spot, offering an escape from the daily hustle and bustle.

"Not many people venture down this path. It's my favorite spot and always so peaceful," Kane remarked.

"It's beautiful, why doesn't anyone pass by?" Arya inquired.

"Because it's a dead end. You can't cross the park from here and go anywhere else. And fortunately for us, people are too busy to take pleasure in this place," Kane explained.

"I see... So, how many girls have you brought here before me?" Arya's voice betrayed a hint of jealousy.

"Jealous?" Kane teased with a grin, causing Arya to scoff.

"I'm not...I was just wondering," she said nonchalantly, but Kane could see right through her.

"Sure you are. Actually, you're the first. This is one of those places I don't like to share with 'girls'," Kane confessed, making Arya smile.

"But you're sharing it with me?"

"You're my sunshine. There's a big difference," Kane replied, leaning closer and gazing into her eyes. He couldn't resist tucking a stray hair behind her ear. "Tell me, Arya, do you have any fantasies?" he asked, breathing into her ear.

The glimmer in Arya's eyes reflected her excitement at his words, as she pondered the scenes of seduction depicted in the romance novels she had devoured and the experiences she longed to try. "Ah, I have a plethora of fantasies, Kane."

"Tell me one." Kane's voice was low and alluring, as he pulled her down to sit beside him on the bench, tracing his tongue gently along her neck.

"I have always been drawn to the idea of making love in a public place, but one that offers a sense of privacy as well. I do not wish for others to witness our intimacy." Arya expressed, and Kane nodded in understanding, grasping the context of her words with ease.

"Excellent. I am about to fulfill one of your desires." Kane declared, enfolding Arya in his arms and planting a deep, passionate kiss on her lips. She responded eagerly, their lips entwined in a fiery dance, as Kane's hands roamed over her body.

Arya closed her eyes, surrendering to the primal sensations coursing through her body. She perched on his lap, tangling her fingers in his luscious dark locks, breathing in his intoxicating scent. "I love it when you touch me..." She moaned breathlessly.

"Oh, Arya. I struggle to restrain myself every time I am near you..." Kane confessed with a groan, squeezing her round buttocks.

"Perhaps you should not..." Arya teased, provoking Kane to nip at her lips with hungry kisses, exploring every inch of her skin beneath her clothing.

The buzz of passing pedestrians and vehicles on the nearby street faded into a distant hum, drowned out by Arya's pleasured sighs and soft moans. They had discovered a secret haven amidst the cold, unfeeling buildings of the city, adding an exhilarating thrill to their heated encounter.

As Kane's arousal grew more insistent, Arya began to move against him in a seductive rhythm, losing herself in the sensation of their lips meeting. Intense sparks of electricity surged through her, fueling a fierce desire for more. Kane trailed his lips down her neck, savoring each inch of her supple skin. His hands ventured beneath her garments, caressing her thighs, following her movements as she lowered onto his throbbing member.

Searing fiery chills ignite Arya's spine as she moans in ecstasy, "Yes...don't stop, keep holding me like this....just like that."

Arya clings to his commanding shoulders, intensifying their rhythm until the chills erupt in a brief yet intense climax. "Mmmm."

Kane lifts Arya up, leading her behind a grand, solitary tree as he lays her down on the sturdy trunk and presses his lips to hers. "This is more secluded." Kane remarks, lifting her once again and pressing against her body, their lips still fused together.

Arya bites down on his lips hard, eliciting a groan as she fiercely wraps her legs around him. "I want you inside me, now." Arya demands, eagerly unfastening his belt and unzipping his pants while Kane lifts her dress and moves her panties out of the way. Arya stretches her arms above her head, grasping onto a low branch for support.

Kane gradually sinks deeper inside her, causing her to tighten her hold on him. Leaning back, she arches her back and clings to Kane and the tree.

Every slight movement creates a surge of pleasure throughout Arya's body as she gradually sways her hips back and forth.

It's as if stoking the coals of pleasure, as Kane begins to move with her, matching her pace. His hands support her like unshakeable pillars, his gaze locked onto hers. It's an exquisite torture that compels Arya's entire being to yearn for more.

The rustling leaves and creaking of the wood mirror the bursts of euphoria pulsating through Arya's body as she exclaims, "Oh, Kane...Don't stop...."

The flames of pleasure rage inside her, urging Arya to push even harder. She grips onto Kane, losing herself in the moment with him and etching the memory into her mind as everything culminates in a visceral orgasm that shakes her to her core as Kane releases all his tension inside her. "Aaaaaah." Arya screams, barely containing herself from announcing it to the entire world.