His slick fingers move up and down my ass crack before he pushes two fingers inside, pumping them in and out of me slowly.
“Oh, fuck.” The sensation is so strange but not unpleasant.
Kai’s fingers probe and massage the walls of my ass, and then he spreads my ass cheeks, and I squeal as his wet tongue presses against my hole. He spreads me wider, and his tongue pushes in farther, and pressure is already building. Alternating with his tongue and his fingers, he works my puckered hole until it feels like I’m ready to combust.
His cock presses against my entrance, and my body tenses again. “Relax, babe.” Sliding his hand underneath me, he rubs at my clit before plunging his fingers into my welcoming pussy while he carefully eases into my ass. I’m panting as he inches in farther, my body firing on all cylinders as his touch hits me in several places. “Okay?” Kai asks when it feels like he’s all the way in, his voice strained.
“I’m good,” I rasp, feeling overwhelmed at the sensation of his cock and his fingers inside me at once.
Kai fucks my ass slowly at first, and then he picks up his pace, finding a rhythm with his fingers as he alternates his thrusts between my ass and my pussy. The sensations flooding my body are out of this world, and I exist on an alternate plane.
I come apart first, screaming from the top of my lungs as the most intense, most powerful climax literally rips through me, tearing my body apart before sealing it back together.
Kai shatters, roaring as his cum fills my ass. I can feel the warmth trickling down my legs when he pulls out, and then we collapse on the bed in a tangle of sweaty, exhausted limbs. Kai pulls me into his body, wrapping his arms around me protectively. “Was that good, baby?”
“That was more than good,” I truthfully admit, grinning. “It was hot as fuck.” I’m still smiling as I press my ear to his chest, listening to the comforting beat of his heart, letting it lull me to sleep.
I’m expecting it to be awkward the next morning with Jackson, but it isn’t. He acts normal. Like he wasn’t in the room watching our most intimate moments. And I appreciate that. I know he’s doing it to ensure I’m comfortable and that I don’t regret letting him into our bedroom.
Jackson is gorgeous, and seeing him jerk off while watching Kai and I fucking was one of the most erotic moments of my life, but it was most definitely a one-off.
I love Kai.
I’min lovewith Kai.
And I don’t want to share any aspect of our relationship with anyone else.
We’re naked, wrapped around one another, later that night, in bed, supposedly watching a movie when Kai clears his throat, capturing my attention. I prop up on one elbow, tracing my fingers along the tattoos on his chest as I wait for him to spit it out. He mutes the TV. “I’ve been thinking.”
“Oh, oh,” I joke, and he slaps my ass.
“I’m being serious.”
“Okay.” I plant a sober look on my face.
“What if we took off? You and me? We have enough money to disappear.”
I place both hands on his chest. “I know we do, and it’s not like I haven’t thought of that, but they would never stop looking for us.”
“We could move around.”
I kiss him. “God, I love that you want to do that. I honestly do. But it wouldn’t work. They would catch up to us, eventually. Do you want to be looking over our shoulders for the rest of our lives? And could you leave everyone behind and never see them again?”
He pulls me into his arms. “I’d do it for you.”
Emotion bursts out of me. “Fuck, I love you.” I kiss him hard. “I love you so much, but we both know we can’t leave.” I sigh in exasperation. “He would take it out on our loved ones, and I couldn’t live with myself if anything happened to them because we selfishly ran.”
“It’s not selfish to want a normal life.” He weaves his fingers through my hair.
“But it is to run when we know others will pay the price.”
He rests his head atop mine. “I know you’re right. I’m just so frustrated. We need to find that evidence.”
Guilt slams into me. I don’t know how to tell him the truth about his mother’s murder. If there will ever be an opportune time. But I’ve decided he needs to know sooner than later, and I’ll tell him when he returns after Christmas.
It’s risky because I’ll have to find a way of stopping him from going after his father.
But I won’t hold on to this secret indefinitely because he has a right to know.
