“Vegan dessert.”
He pulls a face that makes him ten years younger.
I dip a strawberry in coconut cream and hold it to his lips. “Trust me.”
Kai opens his mouth and bites into the strawberry. Juice coats his lips, and I don’t hesitate a single second before bending to lick it off.
He’s startled, I can tell, but he shouldn’t be. I meant it when I told him I’d kiss him all night long. It’s crazy talk, but I’m beyond reason right now. This dude. He’s too fucking beautiful. And he wants this. He wantsme.
Berries forgotten, I claim his mouth as if I’m not the first man he’s ever kissed. I show him what it’s like when I’m not being careful with him. When we’re not in a forest or in his old man’sridiculousback garden.
I’m standing between his legs again. His hands go to my thighs, grip strong, fingers twisting the fabric of my shorts, thumbs an inch away from my aching dick.
He groans, and I kiss him harder before I pull back to let him breathe.
Kai rubs his chest again, but there’s zero distress in his eyes now. Only heat and want. “Was that number three?”
“You want it to be? Or do you think we need to widen the parameters of this experiment?”
Kai’s gaze drops to my crotch. He can see what he’s doing to me as much as I see it in him, and he sucks in a breath. “How would we do that?”
“However you want to.”
Within reason. We’re not going to fuck. But he doesn’t need to know that unless he asks, and he’s not there yet. Hecan’tbe.
“I don’t know what I want. I, uh, haven’t been with anyone in months.”
“No hot chicks?”
“Nope. I haven’t felt very sexual.”
“How do you feel now?”
“Like we could fuck around for twenty-four hours straight, and I’d still want more.”
I love his honesty. It blows the cobwebs from a messy world, and I can’t help myself. I kiss him again while my mind filters through the possible paths this night could take. Most make me moan into his hot mouth, but I write them off.Too soon. “Show me your room?”
In answer, Kai rises and takes both my hands in one of his, tucking them to the small of his back as he tows me to his bedroom.
It’s dark and smells of sandalwood. The blinds are closed, the bed neatly made, and he has a stack of clean laundry in a basket on the floor.
That’s all I get the chance to notice before Kai’s on me again. We tumble to the bed, and there’s no hesitance in him as he rolls onto his back and pulls me over him.
I press us together, rolling my hips as we kiss. His length is hard against mine, and it feels so fucking good.Hefeels good. I hike one of his legs up and hook it around my waist. It opens him up, exposing him to the fact that he’s getting down and dirty with a man, but it doesn’t faze him.
He kisses meharder.
Fucking-A.
We find a natural rhythm, grinding together, lips still fused. The room grows airless and hot. I shove his T-shirt up his torso and over his head. His bare chest greets me, and I don’t know what the fuck to do with myself. With his tanned skin and strong build, he’s my wildest wet dreams come true. I want him so fucking much.
Kai fingers the hem of my shirt. “Is this okay?”
“Of course. I told you. Whatever you want.”
He gives me a wry half grin, reminding me that he doesn’t know what he wants. Then he frees me of the T-shirt that’s been sticking to me since we fell.
We face each other, breathless. The ball is in his court, but I recognize that he might need a nudge.
