Chapter 940:
Hyde crouched, pushing his fingers into Kaelyn, moving quickly. “I prefer to apply those techniques to you,” he chuckled. “After all, you are the precious gem of my soul.”
Kaelyn moaned, her voice growing louder as Hyde’s fingers moved with increasing intensity. She reached her climax. Her wetness covered Hyde’s hand. He licked it clean, removed his pants, and positioned himself atop her.
Eyes half-shut, Kaelyn reveled in the aftermath and asked, “So, how did you manage to make Mabel go away?”
“I sent her on a wild goose chase for some unique chocolate. She’ll likely return home late. In the meantime, let me have my fun. I haven’t seen you in a long time.” He thrust inside Kaelyn. “Who did you spend time with while I was gone?”
Kaelyn initially seemed to enjoy herself, but then frowned, irritation creeping into her voice. “Who I’m with is none of your business. Either focus or leave. You’re not the only one.”
Her coldness only intensified Hyde’s actions. Most women, after a few nights, would listen unquestioningly, eager to prove their devotion. Kaelyn, however, was different. He’d been involved with her for years, since her student days, but never won her over. To her, he was a tool for pleasure, someone she called upon when needed.
Hyde found her unattainable nature enticing. It was the challenge he craved. That’s why he always returned, driven by a desire to conquer her.
Amid their encounter, Mabel’s name flashed on Kaelyn’s phone. She hesitated, then answered, steadying her voice. “Why are you calling? Did something happen?”
Mabel’s voice wavered. “Kaelyn, Hyde was craving chocolate earlier, but I couldn’t find the shop he frequents.”
At the mention of his name, Hyde’s spirits lifted. He playfully squeezed Kaelyn’s waist, his movements charged with mischievous energy. A soft moan escaped Kaelyn’s lips, muffled by her restraint.
Mabel, catching the subtle change in Kaelyn’s tone, probed gently, “Is someone with you? I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”
Kaelyn shot Hyde a warning glance; he always thrived on the edge of risk, even hoping they’d get caught.