“I want you so badly, Miller.”
That causes my eyes to dart to his, breaking my attention from where he’s touching me. His words are so clear, so sincere. They sound like they’re laced with meaning that goes beyond tonight. But I push that thought away. We aren’t going there. We’re just having some fun and he knows that.
“I want you too, Kai, so if you could take me now, that’d be great.”
He chuckles, dropping to his knees. Expertly, he rests my ankles on his shoulders, right next to his ears before he pulls me by the hips, closer to him so my knees bend over his shoulders instead.
He kisses the inside of my thigh, his scruff providing the perfect texture on my skin. “You always have something to say, huh?”
He’s got his arms wrapped around my hips, using his thumb to gently stroke over my clit. I almost buck off the bed. In fact, I probably would if he wasn’t pinning me down with his arms. He rubs soft circles over the sensitive area before he uses said thumb to stretch my skin, exposing my clit and flicking his tongue over it just once.
“C’mon, Mills. Let’s hear it.”
Smug bastard knows I can’t speak. I can’t think.
“Where are those quick one-liners that are always spewing out of that dirty mouth of yours?”
He licks again, this time covering me with his mouth, sucking me and rhythmically flicking his tongue. Eating me out like it’s a goddamn competition and he plans to win.
I don’t respond because I can’t. All I can focus on is the long, warm strokes of that talented tongue.
Where the fuck did he learn to do this?
Irrational jealousy zips through me, knowing there were other women before me. He’s got a literal child, one that I care about, and I’m over here fuming because he had the audacity to have sex with someone before he ever met me.
He sucks again, twirling his tongue in the most insane way, and my jealousy is taken over by heat and desire and a bit of frustration that it’s so effortless for him to make me putty in his hands.
“This is all I had to do to shut you up?” he continues. “Lick this pretty cunt to get you to stop talking?”
I simply fist the sheets and squeeze my thighs in response.
“Mmm,” he hums, vibrating my entire core. “Yes, baby. Suffocate me.”
I have no control over my body, so my hips take on their own life, rolling in tandem with his tongue, chasing my second orgasm of the night.
With a single hand flat on my belly, his tongue concentrates on my clit as two fingers from his other hand sink inside of me, curling forward, and I’m done.
I’m free-falling off the edge, my orgasm ripping through so hard that I’m convulsing, shivering, and shuttering on the bed. Every muscle tightens, down to my arched feet and curled toes that are currently resting on his back.
Kai keeps his tongue moving, but looks up as I glance down, ice-blue eyes dangerously watching me between my legs. He looks so goddamn good down there, I can’t help but touch him, fisting his hair as I ride his face, taking every last second I can.
And finally, I suck in a breath of which the exhale sinks me into the mattress, limp and exhausted and I didn’t even do any of the work.
He smiles against my skin. Smug and so well-deserved.
“So beautiful.”
Kai places a soft kiss on my clit, gentle and tender, and once again he has my mind reeling. This guy is a walking juxtaposition. Dirty-talking confidence turned right back to the soft man who’s gone through his life alone.
He stands, dotting a path of kisses on the inside of my leg before walking backwards away from the bed.
He’s so handsome. So attentive.
“You’ve made me come three times since that night in the kitchen.” My breaths are erratic as I try to calm down. “And I haven’t taken care of you once. That seems awfully unfair.”
Kai pulls a condom out of the back pocket of his pants. The one my panties aren’t currently occupying.
“Is that how you think this works? Who the hell has been giving you orgasms only to expect them in return?” He shakes his head. “Don’t answer that. I changed my mind. I don’t want to know.”
He slides his pants down, his cock tenting the fabric of his briefs.
“That’s kind of how it works,” I explain, unable to keep my eyes off him.
He laughs and it’s entirely without humor. “Getting you off gets me off. You should stop entertaining boys with any other mindset.”
He drops his briefs to the ground, and I can’t breathe.