It was desperate, turbulent—beautiful.
I clawed at his belt, craving to be full and utterly drunk with this man. His pants hit the floor, and he stepped out of them and tugged me off the table until my legs circled his waist. We stumbled into the easel, then back again against the table, knocking over the palette before accidentally stepping on it and slipping. Crumpling to the floor in fits of laughter, I trailed myhand through every color. Kai’s eyes widened when he saw my intentions.
“You wouldn’t.”
He’d barely finished his sentence when I smeared more paint on his chest and shoulders. “Oh, yes, I would,” I whispered in his ear, grinding my pussy against his thigh.
“Can I askyousomething?” Kai dipped his hand in the paint and brought it to my chest, but before he could say another word, I adjusted myself, his cock at my entrance, and let my body fall, closing my eyes as he stretched me so damn good.
“You have it, Kai. It’s yours,” I murmured, my hand over his where it was pressed to my chest. “I’m yours.”
He slammed his mouth so fiercely into mine it was nearly painful, but the unrivaled pleasure buzzing through my body only amplified every sensation in the best way.
“I’m keeping you,” he whispered, taking one of my bouncing nipples between his teeth. I hissed at the pain and arched forward when he took those long pulls that made my toes curl.
“I know,” I replied in short, breathy pants as I held his shoulders and rode him.
The paint made our bodies slick and messier the harder we fucked and rolled around the floor. I couldn’t remember if it was the non-toxic stuff, but I licked him regardless, and he did the same.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful,” he said when he flipped me over and drove into me from behind as his painted hands smoothed over my ass. I clawed at the floor while on my hands and knees, trying to keep upright but failing miserably with each one of his frenzied thrusts. My hands were too slippery, and my upper body collapsed. “I wish you could see how gorgeous you look while I fuck you.” He squeezed my hip and slammed into me with more force, jutting me forward. “And how perfectly your tight little pussy swallows my cock.”
As if realizing there was a mirror across the way from us, he fisted my hair and tugged me back on all fours. “Look at yourself, baby. You were made to be mine.”
Our eyes found each other in the reflection, and he flashed me a wicked grin, slowing his movements. He was lucky I really fucking liked him, or else I might have been inclined to stab him with the business end of a paintbrush.
“Kai, if you don’t fuck me, I’m going to—”
Releasing my hair, he reached around to stroke my clit until my thighs felt weak.
“Beg…”
“Kai, please. Don’t make me kill you.”
He chuckled and drove back inside me until neither of us could speak. I clenched around his cock and broke with a soft cry. Kai followed soon after, his grip on my flesh painful as he spent every drop.
36
“I’mglad you got your bike back.”
I peered over my seat from where I was crouched and polishing a rim, catching the sight of Gio sitting on the steps, his elbows resting over his knees. I waited for him to return eye contact, but his gaze was downcast.
“That’s the most you’ve spoken to me for nearly two weeks.”
“Yeah, well, you’re in love with my sister, so I know you’d take her side no matter what.”
I chose to address the first part of his statement at a later time. “So I don’t get a say? I thought we were friends, kid.”
“Stop calling me kid,” he said, finally meeting my eyes. His bravado instantly wavered. “Please,” he added in a softer tone.
“Okay, Gio. I get that you fought with Amalia, and you’re upset, but that doesn’t mean your issue is with me.”
He shrugged. “I just want to go home.”
I set the rag on my seat and joined him on the steps. “Your sister is working on that. But either way, I know neither of you wants to say goodbye on bad terms.”
“Tell her that. She’s the one who needs to apologize.” This conversation wasn’t exactly going the way I’d hoped. “Kai, do you think she’s right? What she said. I know you heard us, and even if you didn’t, I know she told you.”
I sighed and leaned back on my hands. “I think she cares about you and wants a different life for you than all this. That’s really all there is to it.”
