Chapter 23
23
DORIE
M y heart was racing as Kaisen drove us back to my place. The kiss in the closet had ignited something in me, a fire I wasn’t sure I could control. Part of me wanted to tell him to turn around, to take me back to the party and pretend none of this had happened. But a larger part of me, the part that had been suppressing my desires for far too long, wanted to see where this would lead.
“Are you sure about this?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Kaisen glanced at me, his eyes dark with desire. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
His words sent a shiver down my spine. I nodded, unable to form a coherent response. We rode the rest of the way in silence, the tension between us thick enough to cut with a knife.
When we arrived at my condo, I fumbled with my keys, my hands shaking slightly as I tried to unlock the door. Kaisen stood behind me, his presence overwhelming. I could feel the heat radiating off his body. It took every ounce of self-control not to turn around and kiss him right there in the hallway.
Finally, I managed to get the door open. I could barely think straight. We barely made it through the door before his lips were on mine, his hands tangling in my hair. He pressed me against the door that he closed.
The kiss was desperate, hungry, and I couldn’t get enough. I groaned into the kiss, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he pulled me flush against him. I could feel every hard inch of him, pressing insistently against my stomach.
“Bedroom,” I growled against his lips, my voice rough with need. “Now.”
“Fuck, Dorie,” he panted.
As soon as we entered my bedroom, Kaisen’s hands were on me, tugging impatiently at my clothing. I let him strip me bare, my skin tingling everywhere he touched. His eyes darkened with lust as he drank in the sight of my naked body.
“You’re fucking perfect,” he murmured, his hands skimming over my curves reverently. “I want to worship every inch of you.”
He pushed me onto the bed, covering my body with his own. I arched up against him, craving more of his touch. He kissed a blazing trail down my neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin until I was writhing beneath him.
“Kaisen,” I gasped, my hands fists in his hair. “Please don’t stop.”
“I’ve got you, baby,” he promised, his voice a low growl. “I’m going to make you feel good.”
He kissed his way down my body, pausing to lavish attention on my breasts. He sucked one pert nipple into his mouth, rolling the other between his fingers until I was moaning helplessly. My head thrashed on the pillow as pleasure crashed over me in waves.
When he finally moved lower, settling between my thighs, I thought I might die from anticipation alone.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this,” he growled. His breath brushed over my skin. He kissed my belly and then nibbled. “Wanted you.”
“Don’t stop,” I moaned.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his voice rough. “Damn, I knew you would be exquisite, but I never imagined how much. I have to taste you.”
I sucked in a breath. There was no way. I had only allowed one man to do that.
But Kaisen wasn’t stopping to ask for permission. His fingers hooked under the thin lace of my thong. He jerked it down, baring me to his gaze. My breath caught. I watched as he leaned back, pulling my panties down my legs before he tossed them over his shoulder.
“Damn, woman,” he whispered.
He stared at me. I was completely naked under his gaze. Normally, I would be shy or a little nervous at being so exposed. But the way he was looking at me was intense. He was staring at me like a man that hadn’t eaten in a month and I was the only thing on the menu.
He kissed each knee and then a trail up the inside of my thigh. He parted my legs wide as he settled between them. I sucked in a shuddering breath, my heart pounding in my chest. I could feel his breath on my core, hot and teasing. My hips bucked involuntarily, seeking more of that delicious friction.
“More,” I pleaded, my voice strained.
He chuckled darkly, the vibrations sending shockwaves through my sensitive flesh. “Patience, baby. I want to savor you.”
With that, he leaned in and ran his tongue along my slit, lapping up my arousal like a man dying of thirst. I cried out at the sensation, my hands fisting in the sheets. He groaned against me, the sound muffled but deeply felt.
He explored me, teasing me mercilessly. He circled my clit with the tip of his tongue before sucking it into his mouth. My back arched off the bed as I moaned incoherently.
Kaisen’s tongue delved between my folds, teasing and stroking until I was dripping with need. His skillful mouth and wicked tongue were driving me wild. I had never felt so good. The pleasure was maddening in the best way.
“Yes! Fuck! Kaisen!” I screamed his name as ecstasy flooded through every nerve ending in my body. The orgasm slammed into me with such force, I nearly passed out. He lapped up every drop of my essence, prolonging the intense pleasure.
Slowly, I floated back down to earth. I opened my eyes to see Kaisen kneeling between my legs, a satisfied smirk on his face. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, smearing my juices across his skin.
“You taste even better than I imagined,” he said with a wicked grin. “I could stay down here all night.”
“No.” I reached for him, tugging him up my body until we were face to face. “I want you inside me. Now.”
“You’re perfect,” he said, his voice low and husky. “Every inch of you.”
Every touch, every kiss, every word was designed to make me feel like I was the only thing that mattered in the world.
And it worked.
That was when I realized he was still dressed and I was lying completely naked.
“I’m exposed here,” I said.
He grinned. “I know. And I love it.”
“Are you thinking about maybe taking your clothes off?” I asked with a nervous smile.
“I had to leave them on or there was no way I was going to be able to hold back,” he said.
“But now?”
“Now, I’m going to join you.”
I rolled to my side and propped my head up on my hand to watch. “I want to see this,” I said.
Kaisen flashed me a wicked grin as he started to strip off his clothes. He made a show of it, teasing me with slow, deliberate movements. First, he tugged his T-shirt over his head, revealing his toned chest and abs. I licked my lips at the sight, remembering how those muscles had felt under my fingertips.
It was better than I thought it would be. All the fantasies I had about him over the last week were terribly inaccurate. It was so much better than I could have conjured up in my imagination.
“Don’t stop there,” I said.
“Trust me, I wasn’t even thinking about it.”
He unbuckled his belt and slid it through the loops of his jeans with a snap. He popped the button on his fly and slowly eased down the zipper. I could see the outline of his hard cock straining against the denim. I squirmed with anticipation.
“Like what you see?” he asked with a smirk, pushing his jeans down over his hips.
I nodded, my eyes glued to his body as he kicked off his pants. He stood before me in just a pair of black boxer briefs that did nothing to conceal his impressive cock.
I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. Kaisen hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his underwear and paused.
“Are you ready for this?” he teased, his voice low and rough with desire.
“Yes,” I breathed.
With a final smirk, he shoved them down and his cock sprang free, long and thick and perfect. I watched him bend down and grab a condom from his jeans. He ripped open the package with his teeth and held my gaze as he rolled it on.
I had never seen anything so fucking sexy.
Kaisen crawled back onto the bed, his eyes never leaving mine as he moved over me. The heat of his skin scorched me even before he touched me. He settled his hips between my thighs, the thick head of his cock brushing against my slick folds.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. “There’s no going back once we cross this line.”
I nodded, reaching up to cup his face with trembling hands. “I’m sure,” I whispered. “I want you, Kaisen. I need you.”
With a low growl, he thrust forward, sheathing himself inside me with one powerful stroke. I cried out at the sudden fullness, my nails raking down his back as he stretched me deliciously.
“Fuck,” he groaned, burying his face in the crook of my neck. “You feel incredible. So tight and wet and perfect.”
He didn’t give me time to adjust before he started to move, withdrawing almost completely before slamming back in. Each thrust drove him deeper, hitting that spot inside me that made stars burst behind my eyelids.
“Yes! Just like that!” I urged him on, meeting every snap of his pelvis with an upward crash of mine.
Kaisen’s fingers dug into the flesh of my hips as he pounded into me, his thrusts growing harder and more erratic.
“That’s it, baby,” he grunted, his voice strained. “Let go. I want to feel you come undone around me.”
His words sent electricity zinging through my body. My toes curled as my impending release built at the base of my spine. Kaisen angled his hips just right, hitting that secret spot inside me with every deep stroke.
“Yes! Right there!” I screamed, nearly blinded by the intensity of the pleasure.
He chased his own climax, pistoning in and out of me. Our skin slapped together at a wild pace.
“Fuck! I’m close,” Kaisen warned through gritted teeth.
“So am I,” I panted, my inner muscles starting to flutter and clench around him.
“That’s it,” he encouraged. “Come for me.”
My body exploded around him. His body stiffened as he roared through his release.
By the time we were both spent, lying tangled together in the sheets, I felt like I was floating. Kaisen’s arms were around me, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. I turned to look at him, my heart still racing, and he smiled, his fingers brushing against my cheek.
“You okay?” he asked, his voice soft.
I nodded, my cheeks flushing. “Yeah. I’m more than okay.”
He chuckled, pulling me closer. “Good. Because that was incredible.”
I buried my face in his chest, trying to hide my smile. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
We lay there for a while, the silence comfortable and warm, but eventually, reality started to creep back in. I pulled back, running a hand through my hair. “You should go back to the party,” I said. “Before people start wondering where you are.”
Kaisen frowned, propping himself up on one elbow. “I don’t care what those dicks think.”
I giggled. “Kaisen, they’re going to notice if you’re gone all night. I don’t want to cause any drama.”
He reached out, his hand resting on my thigh. “Dorie, I don’t care about the party. I care about you.”
I looked at him, my heart galloping. “You barely know me.”
He smirked, his fingers tracing lazy circles on my skin. “I know enough. And I want to know more.”
I hesitated, my mind racing. Was this real? Had we really grown this close over the past few weeks, or was I just imagining it? But before I could overthink it, Kaisen pulled me back into his chest, his arms wrapping around me.
“Go to sleep,” he murmured, his lips brushing against my forehead. “I’m not going anywhere.”
I wanted to argue, to insist that he go back to the party, but the warmth of his body and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat lulled me into a sense of security I hadn’t felt in a long time. I closed my eyes, letting myself relax against him, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I felt cared for.
As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn’t help but wonder if this was the start of something real. Or if I was just setting myself up for heartbreak. But for now, I pushed those thoughts aside, letting myself enjoy the moment. Because for once, I wasn’t alone.