Trapped In a Mind She Kills || awaited sequel to: Trapped In Kio Cyr

chapter 23: "not too long."

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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟑: "𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠."

𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟐𝟐

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟏𝟖𝟓𝟔

𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 !!

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"Quiet down," Kio tells me.

I slap a hand onto my mouth quieting my moans as his tongue works at my insides. He picks up the pace every time my legs attempt to shut. I reach my hands up to the bed pole as my back arches for the 4th time today.

He inserts a finger in when I tug on his hair, my heat aching to be finished. It's impossible when he pulls away every five seconds just to annoy me.

Finally, he stays on and i pinch my hand so hard a moan of pain comes out, Kio laughs against me only causing me to arch even more.

Just as I'm about to finish my phone dings right next to his head and he pulls away, "Fuck Kio," I groan.

Looking toward him he tilts his head, "you and trevor huh?" what is he talking about? I close my legs to sit up but he just holds them apart making me fuel.

"Kio, put my phone down."

"Are you hiding something, pretty?" he asks softly placing a kiss on my clit. And that's all it takes to throw my head back.

This time he enters 2 fingers in, "he couldn't even make you feel this way."

Another ding

"Are you ok," he mocks reading the text, "tell that fuck boy to leave."

"And you're what again?" I tease. Kio smirks at me pulling his fingers out .. he knows how much I hate that. My body already missing his touch before he kisses the inner corners of my thigh.

The doorbell rings once he stands up, my nail in my mouth and hair sprawled across my face. Kio looks at me before sucking his thumb, my thighs press against each other trying to add pressure to my unfinished core.

Kio walks towards my window pushing the curtains aside, a dark chuckle followed afterward. "care to explain why he's here Emma?"

Ugh.

"No- I- I actually don't know why.." I say short of breath trying to sit up, we did three rounds already. He cups my jaw moving my hair.

"Let's go meet him hm?" Kio doesn't give me a chance to answer as he grabs my phone and walks out the door with no shame as he wears nothing but sweatpants. Here goes nothing.

I throw on new underwear and an oversized sweater quickly then move my hair out of my face and fan myself. As I jog downstairs I smoothen out my two french braids but stumble a bit, my sore body could give up in a second.

"Trevor," I smile when Kio opens the door, Trevor's jaw ticking when he sees him and kio returns the favor. Trevor looks confused as he looks between us then straight to me.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm lost .. are you not mad at me?" Trevor frowns. Why on earth would I be mad at him?

"What do you mean?"

He holds his phone up before I limp over reading the texts;