I swallow hard. “Show me.”
“That’s my girl,” he says, voice rough with approval, and then he unbuckles his pants, lowers his zipper and pushes them down to his thighs, along with his boxers. A huge cock bouches out, and I gasp at how thick, how long, it is. He grips it with his hand like he’s trying to tame an anaconda and shows me the line of small metal beads of his Jacob’s ladder.
My eyes widen before I can stop it. “Oh…”
He grins, loving it. “Yeah.”
I stare, stunned and wildly curious in the same breath. “Does it hurt?”
He gives a low laugh. “At first.”
I lift my hand before I fully decide to, fingers hovering, then brushing the cool metal carefully. The contrast of how soft and hot the skin of his cock is has my breath hitching. “And now?”
His grin turns slow, satisfied, and his voice drops. “Now it’s just pleasure.” He leans in a fraction closer, eyes locked on mine, watching my face as I touch him. His erection hardens further against my fingers, throbbing. “You keep lookin’ at it like that and I’m gonna lose the last bit of patience I’ve got. Why not take it for a spin?”
My cheeks burn, but I don’t pull my hand away. I can’t. Curiosity and heat tangle together in my chest until they’re the same thing. I wrap my hand around the base and push my lips over his tip, instantly tasting him, salty and something sweet.
He hisses. “Fuck me!” he howls.
Kai’s gaze flicks down to me as I glance up at him. “Show me how much you can take into that pretty mouth of yours.”
I push him deeper into my mouth, loving the feel of the cool metal, taking him deeper, my tongue running his length, teasing him as I suck him in and out.
He’s growling, his hand on my head, gently guiding me to move faster, and I give him everything he wants. I glance up to see him staring down at me with his cock buried in my mouth, the tip reaching my throat. I hold back the gagging, tears forming at the edges of my eyes as I suck him deeper. Something possessive passes over his gaze, an untamed sexual hunger.
“How is it, doll? My cock as good as Carter’s, or am I the first you’ve sucked between us three?”
I grin as much as a full mouth allows, then pull out, licking my lips. “I haven’t tasted his,” I admit truthfully, then slide my lips over him, tightening them around his size, wanting him to feel it. And he groans, his hips grinding.
“Fucking right, I’m the first.”
I love seeing him on the verge of losing control, how a growl vibrates in his chest as I take him deeper once more, lost in the motion of having him at my mercy. I pull out slightly and go deeper as he rumbles, his body trembling.
“You’re driving me insane. Your mouth feels so fucking good.”
I continue drawing him in and out, letting it stroke the curve of my throat, feeling him getting harder, closer to bursting.
“That’s it, June, take more of me into your throat.” He pushes his hips forward, and when I run my tongue under his shaft once more, he roars. His fist tightens in my hair, his cock throbbing and spilling into my mouth. I work my throat, lapping it all up, swallowing everything he gives me, not wasting a drop.
“I can barely hold back when I need to take over.” His entire body shudders as I keep working to swallow everything because there’s so much.
When I finally pull back, I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and grin up at him.
“You’re absolutely amazing,” he groans. “I’m never going to be able to get that image out of my head of you sucking me off.”
“So, you have something new for your jerk-off memory box, hey?” I tease him, but I can tell he’s not finished. His cock is so huge and hard, and he pulls me up onto my feet, his other hand pushing down his pants to his ankles, and he steps out of them.
“Don’t need it when I have the real thing.” He winks my way, guiding me to the biggest horse on the carousel, a magnificent white stallion with a golden mane, its head tossed back mid-gallop. It has no saddle, making it easy for us to sit there together.
He helps me up onto the horse backward, then swings up on it as well, facing me, his chest to mine. Hands on my hips, he lifts me easily onto his lap, my legs wrapping around him, his cock already pressing against me.
“If you really want to ride a cowboy,” he murmurs, his hands settling on my hips, guiding me closer, “then let me show you how it’s done.”
The carousel keeps spinning, the horse going up and down. The fairy lights keep twinkling, and as his hands slide under my skirt again, pulling me against the hard length of him, I stop thinking about anything except this moment.
Then he pushes into me, that thick monster of a cock knowing where it wants to be buried, and I’m holding on to Kai as he pulls me down on him, spreading me. I whimper as the sensation of his width and the pressure of the metal studs press into me. I arch as he drives deep, his hips rocking forward.
I meet Kai’s gaze, and his eyes are rolling back, jaw tense, muscles under my hands stiff. “You’re so tight,” he hisses. “I can’t get enough.”
