Chapter 19
Chapter Nineteen
Eva
Working out at Kain’s gym for the past few days recharged my body. I was sore, but in a good way that allowed me to sleep better and boosted my energy levels.
“Your reflexes are better today.” Kain studied me, making me feel hot all over.
But this wasn’t the heat caused by working out. This was the powerful liquid heat making me want to jump him and strip off his athletic clothing to see what lay beneath.
I shouldn’t have glanced down at his pants. Big mistake. My cheeks bloomed from the obvious bulge making its presence known.
“Shouldn’t you concentrate on something else?” I flicked my gaze back up to him.
As if proud of himself, he squared his shoulders, standing straighter and making his erection even more prominent.
“You’re my student.” His voice came out with a rumble I felt in my core. “So my focus is only on you.”
A gentleman would be considerate of my embarrassment, but not Kain. In this room where there were only two of us, he took pride in showing me his desire.
“That’s not very gentlemanly,” I said, turning my attention to the sandbag and giving it a forceful punch.
“Right now I don’t feel very gentlemanly, Eva.
” Kain stepped up behind me and placed his powerful hands on my shoulders, massaging.
Tingles blossomed at his touch. “You have no idea the things I want to do to you.” His warm breath caressed my ear, making me shiver.
“And gentlemanly isn’t the appropriate adjective. ”
I swallowed as provocative images filled my vision. What did he have in mind? My mouth grew dry, and I licked my lips, wanting to touch him. The sexual tension thrummed against the walls and the equipment, practically radiating from the two of us.
Overwhelmed by need, I couldn’t speak. But I also knew this wasn’t the place to act on my desire. The wall of mirrors in front of us showed his facial expression, but he turned me around, studying me.
“Then what is the appropriate word?” I murmured.
A wicked smirk lifted his lips. “Provocative and very inappropriate.”
The intensity in his eyes pierced through me, adding more pressure to the heat pooling between my thighs. I’d never experienced desire this powerful. It was as though the wild version of me took the stage, pushing aside the good girl Eva.
With darkened eyes, Kain swallowed, and his Adam’s apple bobbed. But then he broke the trance and stepped back, waving his fingers. “Show me your moves.”
“What?” I asked, coming back from an aroused daze.
I’d been so focused on the chemistry between us that his comment completely threw me. Or rather, I thought he was asking to see what moves I wanted to do to him. I could kill him right now for leaving me aroused and confused.
“Let’s practice what you’ve learned.” He bounced on his feet. “We need to release some tension.”
Oh. This was his answer to our problem. At least someone was thinking clearly.
“I’ll be the enemy,” Kain said. “Dodge my attack, okay?”
“Okay.”
He punched left, and I shifted right. He threw his arm to the right, and I dodged left.
We continued this practice for a few minutes until my body shifted naturally.
The next practice consisted of him kicking toward me and me ducking his attack.
The fake sparring was more fun than I would have thought.
“Now it’s your turn to attack me.” A gleam sparked in his eyes.
“Okay.” I smiled and punched to the left, but he dodged quickly.
Then I punched to the right, but he didn’t move. My fist connected with his jaw. I gasped as pain splashed onto his face, forcing him to crouch on the floor.
“Oh my God!” I dropped onto my knees. “Are you okay? Let me see.” I removed his hand covering his jaw. The skin was slightly pink but not obviously bruised. “I’m so sorry,” I said, massaging the spot. “Feeling better?”
“Yes.” He crisscrossed his legs on the floor and tapped his jaw. “Keep going. The massage feels nice.” The gleam in his eyes told me he missed my attack on purpose.
I can play this game.
“Does it still hurt?” I gripped his jaw with my fingers, turning his face from side to side.
“Yes.”
“Describe your pain.” I squashed his face with my fingers. “What’s the pain level?”
“Hmmm . . . about five out of ten.” Lust filled his eyes. “It’s throbbing all over. The pressure needs a release.”
I narrowed my eyes at him and looked down at his bulge. Oh my God. The obvious tent sent heat rushing to my cheeks. I supposed I could spare a few moments to taunt my self-defense teacher. Let’s see how he defends himself against a mischievous student.
“Would it make you feel better if I kissed the sore spot?” I fluttered my eyelashes.
“Very much.”
I kissed his jaw softly.
“It’s better if you sit on me.” He straightened his legs, yanking me onto them. “More kisses. All over, please.” He wrapped his arms around my waist while I straddled him.
The heat from his cock bloomed through my pants.
A surge of wetness spilled onto my panties.
I couldn’t stop my body’s yearning for him.
I dropped kisses onto his forehead, cheeks, jaw, and masculine lips.
When our mouths connected, the pressure that had been building between us snapped.
I swore electricity was hissing in the air.
His tongue swept in, met mine, and the desire reached fever pitch. Our tongues dueled for supremacy, and I didn’t want it to end. Kain kissed me as though he could spend the rest of his life doing it. He cupped the back of my neck and angled his mouth to deepen the kiss.
I let out a moan, murmuring, “People can come in at any moment.”
“No, they won’t.” He nipped at my lips. “It’s locked.”
Still, I wasn’t convinced. What if someone needed him and knocked on the door? What if an emergency came up?
Stop worrying.
The fear of getting caught, combined with his couldn’t-care-less attitude, was an exhilarating combination. But all thoughts vanished when he placed a hand on my breast over the T-shirt, giving it a squeeze.
I sucked in a breath, my voice growing husky. “Is this one of your inappropriate moves?”
“No. This is more like it.” He lifted the hem of my shirt, yanking it over my head.
Smirking, he removed my sports bra, tossing it aside. He stared at me, and a series of goosebumps blossomed on my skin.
“Gorgeous,” he growled, fondling my breasts and teasing my nipples with his fingers.
Sensations burst within me, spreading everywhere. Right now I didn’t care if anyone came knocking. The desire to have him touch me was all I wanted. Nothing mattered but his touch on my skin.
“You’re so perfect.” Kain lowered his lips and claimed a nipple, drawing it in and out of his hungry mouth.
I cried out in pleasure, then I clamped a hand over my mouth in case someone heard me.
“I want to hear all the sounds you make.” He turned to a wall and said, “Music on. Medium volume.” He rolled my nipples between his fingers, making me arch my back. “Scream all you want, baby. No one will hear you but me.”
High-beat music boomed, and the quick rhythm brought vibrant energy to the room.
Kain sucked one breast hard and fast, matching the pace of the music.
He fluttered his tongue at the right tempo, driving me insane.
I tugged at his hair, loving the feeling of his mouth and tongue on me.
When I saw his reflection in the mirror feasting on me, more arousal poured out of me.
He offered the same attention to the other breast, making me dizzy with pleasure. I moaned loudly, fearing nothing. My body responded to him as though he owned it.
“You taste like sinful nectar, Eva. So addictive.” He kissed and licked around my breasts as though he was branding them, signing his name with his mouth and tongue.
Pressure spiraled like the birth of a tornado. I arched my back, offering this skilled man whatever he wanted. He knew how to please a woman. I closed my eyes, dropping into this otherworldly experience where I floated up to the heavens.
“Let’s get up, my passionflower.” He shifted beneath me.
“Hmm?” I opened my eyes, half-hearing his words.
Kain helped me to my feet, and I wobbled, falling into his firm body, which was still clothed.
Laughing at my clumsiness, I said, “What did you do to me? I can’t even stand.”
“I love making you lose control, Eva.” He walked me over to a wall with a metal bar leveled at my waist. We had used it to stretch our legs earlier.
He placed my hand on the bar. “Brace yourself, baby. I’m gonna show you all the inappropriate things I’ve been wanting to do since I first saw you.” He dropped to his knees and stripped off my pants and underwear.
He held my wet panties and growled, “Fuck.” Then he pressed them to his face.
My core flexed at the provocative sight. No man had done that before. I loved seeing him do it.
He dropped my panties to the floor and lifted my leg to rest on the bar.
“Kain!” I exclaimed as I tried to stabilize on one leg.
“Think of this as Provocative Pilates.” A wicked grin flashed across his face.
I didn’t know if I should laugh or moan. I was completely exposed to him. With my previous boyfriends, they’d never explored me like this. Right now I felt vulnerable but also powerful.
He studied me, and embarrassment heated my face. Then he cupped my sex and crooned, “You’re so fucking wet.” He slipped two fingers into me. “So velvety.” His fingers moved in and out.
I sucked in a breath, accommodating the delicious pressure building in me. The music changed its beat, and his hands followed the quick and slow rhythm, driving me crazy.
“You’re so beautiful.” His eyes darkened.
“You’re a wicked man.” I moaned. “An amazing, skillful, older man. My Tattooed Titan.”
His lips curled into a smirk. “Do you approve?” He pumped and pumped. “Of an experienced Tattooed Titan fucking you like this?”
I opened my mouth to say something, but the words lodged in my throat. Pressure coiled in me, bombarding my body with pleasure and anticipation.
He lowered his face to my sex, inhaled, and released a rumbling moan that made my thighs tremble.
When he flattened his tongue and licked me, I cried, “Yes!”