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 pussy was completely open to him, slick and glistening under the kitchen light. 

I could feel the cool air hitting my swollen clit and it made me twitch hard. 

Shame burned up my neck and cheeks but my hips tilted...