?<strong>Chapter 940:</strong>


    Hyde crouched down, pushing his fingers into Kaelyn, moving quickly. “I prefer to apply those techniques to you,” he said with a chuckle. “After all, you are the precious gem of my soul.”


    Kaelyn couldn’t resist moaning, her voice growing louder as Hyde’s fingers moved with increasing intensity. Finally, she reached her climax. Her wetness covered Hyde’s hand. Without hesitation, he licked it clean, then removed his pants and positioned himself atop Kaelyn.


    With her eyes halfway shut, Kaelyn reveled in the aftermath of her climax and asked, “So, how did you manage to make Mabel go away?”


    “I sent her on a wild goose chase for some unique chocte. There’s a low chance she’ll find it and she’ll return homete. In the meantime, let me have my fun. I haven’t seen you in a long time.” As he spoke, Hyde seamlessly thrust inside Kaelyn. “Who did you spend time with while I was gone?”


    At first, Kaelyn seemed to enjoy herself, but then she frowned, irritation creeping into her voice. “Who I’m with is none of your business. Either focus on what you’re doing or leave. You’re not the only one.”


    Her coldness only made Hyde’s actions more forceful. Most women, after a few nights with him, would listen without question, eager to prove their devotion. Kaelyn, however, was different. He had been involved with her for years, ever since her days as a student, but he had nevere close to winning her over. To her, he was nothing more than a tool for pleasure, someone she called upon when needed.


    Hyde, on the other hand, found her unattainable nature enticing. It was the challenge he craved. That was why he always returned, driven by a desire to conquer her.


    Amid their heated encounter, Mabel’s name shed on Kaelyn’s phone. She hesitated for a moment, then decided to answer, steadying her voice. “Why are you calling? Did something happen?”


    Mabel’s voice wavered over the line. “Kaelyn, Hyde was craving chocte earlier, but I couldn’t find the shop he frequents.”


    At the mention of his name, Hyde’s spirits lifted. He yfully squeezed Kaelyn’s waist, his movements charged with a mischievous energy. A soft moan escaped Kaelyn’s lips, a delicate sound 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 nce; he always thrived on the edge of risk, even hoping that they’d get caught in the act.


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