Chapter Twenty-Three #2
I lost the ability to argue with him. My whole world boiled down to Kai and the way he was working me open. He didn’t rush, taking his time to make sure I was comfortable.
He did make sure to brush over my prostate as often as possible. Maybe I should’ve been embarrassed by the high-pitched whine that whimpered out of me whenever he hit it. I was far past that point.
Finally, finally, Kai decided I was ready. I winced as he pulled his fingers out of me, the loss leaving me aching. I waited, expecting to feel him pushing into me, but nothing happened.
“Not like this,” Kai muttered, tugging my shoulder until I faced him. “I need to see you. Want to see your face.”
“I want that too, but I’m not sure how we can make that work like this.”
There was a good several inches difference in our height. If we were in a bed…fine. But up against a wall?
Kai rolled his eyes. Then, just like in the shower, he looped his arms under my thighs and lifted. I squeaked as my feet left the ground, my weight now supported by Kai and the wall.
“Straight guys, no imagination, I swear.” Kai smirked as he rubbed his cock over my crease, demonstrating that I was now at the perfect height to take him.
“Hardly straight,” I pointed out as the head of his cock brushed against my hole. “Just…a late awakening.”
Kai’s smile softened. “I’m glad I’m the one who woke you up.”
I grabbed the back of his neck like he had mine earlier. But I didn’t kiss him. No, I brought his mouth within an inch of mine and gazed steadily into his eyes. “It only ever could’ve been you. I think it’s always been you, Kai. And it always will be.”
Then I kissed him.
His tongue slipped into my mouth at the same time his cock pushed into me. I groaned into his mouth, remembering his advice from earlier.
Kai kissed me through it all, going slowly like I was a fragile piece of china.
He was right. I needed the extra prep.
Even with the extra prep, it wasn’t enough. I broke away from his kiss, my head hitting the wall with a gasp. “Fuck!”
“You okay?” Kai asked urgently.
“Yes,” I panted.
“Not much more to go,” he said soothingly.
“There’s more?”
How was that possible? Fuck, it already felt like I had a baseball bat up there.
Kai paused. “We can stop, Si. We don’t have to do this.”
“No, I want to. Please, don’t stop.”
“Okay.” Kai didn’t resume moving though. “Let’s get your body more on board then. Touch yourself for me, baby.”
Spitting in my hand, I did just that. Within moments, I was hard again. The pressure in my arse had eased slightly. Another few moments and my hips were moving of their own accord, pushing down on Kai. Trying to take him deeper.
“Oh my god, Silas.” Kai’s whole body trembled as he bottomed out inside me. “You’re so tight.”
“That’s because your dick is fucking ridiculous,” I said. “But I’m getting used to it.”
Kai smirked at me as he pulled back a few inches before sinking back in. “We can practise.”
“Yessss.” My head fell back as the feeling transitioned from comfortable to fucking awesome. “Lots and lots of practise.”
He continued to fuck into me, his eyes never leaving my face. Was he watching to make sure I was okay? Or to reassure himself I was really here? That this was really happening?
Because that was why I was watching him. I couldn’t believe we were doing this. That Kai was fucking me. It was his arms holding me up. His cock stretching me wide. His eyes burning into mine.
And he loved me. He fucking loved me. Not as a brother. Not as a best friend.
But as so much more.
“Kai.” I couldn’t stop moaning his name as he picked up the pace. His cock passed over my prostate, making me feel like I was lighting up from the inside out. “Please. Oh fuck.”
“Keep touching yourself,” he rasped, slamming his hips upwards. “I’d do it for you, but I don’t want to drop you.”
I kissed him. It was fast but filthy. “You can touch me next time.”
His rhythm faltered as vulnerability flickered in his eyes. “Promise?”
I knew what he was really asking.
“This isn’t a one-time thing.” I cupped his cheek. “This is it now. You and me.”
His smile was like a budding flower, cautiously sprouting before erupting into full bloom. “You and me.”
Kai held me tight as we both started the final race to the finish.
My legs were around his waist, my heels digging into his rear.
I didn’t need to worry about him dropping me.
I think I was more concerned about how sturdy the walls were.
With the rate we were going, there was a danger of Kai putting me through it.
Thank fuck it was a soundproof room. I was making noises I hadn’t even known were possible. Whimpering, begging, pleading moans. Begging Kai to take me. Harder. Faster.
“I got you, baby,” he whispered, slamming into me. “Come for me, Si. Come all over me.”
It was like my body had been waiting for his command. A hollow cry ripped from my throat as pleasure scorched through me. Hot cum spilt over my hand, splattering up Kai’s chest.
Kai was only two thrusts behind me, burying himself deep with a shout. His lips rested against my neck, his whole body shaking.
A small sob broke from him.
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, hugging him fiercely as Kai let go of two decades of longing.
“It’s okay, Kai. I’ve got you. I’m here. I love you, and I’m here.”