21. Kendall #2
“Please do.” His fingertips trail my torso and he plays with the hem of my lace underwear.
They disappear underneath the thin material and I swear he’s moving at a glacial pace just to torture me.
He always enjoyed a good tease. Then he starts stroking me slowly, my core already throbbing for him.
He slips one finger inside me, pulsating in and out while stroking my clit.
He adds another finger, eliciting a deep moan from me.
“Bone dry, huh?” he says, pumping harder.
“Mhm,” I murmur, reaching my hand back and tugging on his neck. My fingernails scrape his hair and my back arches off the bed. I angle myself towards him giving him more access to all of me, my body pleading for more of him.
“As much as I like fucking you with my fingers, I’d prefer to taste you,” he grates out, capturing my mouth in his. I pull away, grasping his arm, shocked I’m even considering what he’s asking.
“Kai, this is risky enough as it is. Akio could walk in at any moment and catch us. He’d probably be scarred for life!”
“Kendall, you’re drenched and you’re so close I can feel it.” A pause. “It will take me less than a minute. Two minutes tops.”
God, I forgot how cocky he could be sometimes—knowing he could get me to fold like a lawn chair with very little convincing. But he’s right and we both know it.
“Okay,” I hear myself say breathily and I know I’m entirely at his mercy.
He flips me over onto my back in one swift motion and yanks my underwear down with haste and hunger in his eyes.
Kneeling at the edge of the bed, he slings both legs over his shoulders and plants tender kisses along each thigh, kneading them as he goes.
I grip the sheet in my hands, feeling like I might combust.
“Kai, please,” I beg. “I need you.” He pauses for a moment and I’m certain I’m going to kill him.
“What’s this scar on the inside of your thigh from?” He kisses and suckles the exact spot he’s referring to and then pulls his head away so I have a better view.
“Akio and I were climbing a tree in the park and I fell and scraped the inside of my leg pretty bad.”
“Hmm,” he hums against me and the vibration of his mouth on my skin causes a descent into madness. “I didn’t recognize it and I have every inch of you memorized,” he admits. I know he did because I had every inch of him memorized too.
“That’s very nice, Kai, but could we get back to what we were doing…please?”
“So eager, Ken,” he chuckles and I can hear the arrogant smile in his voice. I give him a playful tug on his hair hoping it hastens his pace. His tongue swipes a line up my center and I moan.
He takes me in his mouth, sucking and licking, swirling his tongue in frenzied circles over my delicate bundle of nerves while he continues to fuck me with his fingers.
I’m so close to shattering into a million pieces; I can feel the orgasm building in every cell of my body.
Every touch branding me with heat and need.
He flicks his tongue against my clit, bringing me higher and higher.
“Kai,” I moan breathlessly. “I’m so close,” I say, pulling on his hair and bucking against his mouth.
“I know baby, come for me.” And I do. I’m an avalanche crashing down a mountain.
I’m a flower bending towards the sun, basking in its warmth.
Kai is the sun. He always has been. He might be torrential downpours and turbulent storm clouds to everyone else.
But to me he felt like sunshine. A warm golden light poured through an open window.
I ride his face, shamelessly bucking and writhing as the orgasm washes over me and the shockwaves course through my body.
His voice has haunted my dreams and a few of my nightmares for years.
Now here he is, in the flesh, bringing me to the brink and sending me careening over the edge, hoping he’ll be there to catch me.
Even if I don’t deserve it.
He kisses his way up my body slowly, gently, and I collapse in his arms. He presses a kiss to my forehead and then starts tugging his pants on over his boxers.
“Wait, I didn’t get a chance to make you feel good, Kai. You know…return the favor.”
He turns to me, a sly smirk on his face, and without warning, scoops me up and places me in his lap so I’m straddling him.
He cups my face in his hands and stares at me like I’m the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.
It’s been so long since I’ve been looked at like that.
But that’s not really what floors me. That’s not the thing that sinks its claws in.
The truth is that it’s been too long since Kai has looked at me like that.
Like we have only ever belonged to each other.
Like he would tear apart the world just to get to me.
Like infinity days plus one wouldn’t be enough time to hold the depths of his love, the sheer magnitude of it.
I’ve never considered myself a romantic, but I come to the realization that everyone deserves a person in their life that looks at them the way Kai Matsumoto is looking at me right now.
The way he has looked at me since we were seventeen.
“Just so you know, I plan to wreck and worship your body on every surface in this apartment and then when we’re done with that, I plan on fucking you on every surface in my apartment.
We’ll have plenty of time and opportunities to make each other feel good.
But today, I wanted you to have a release.
I wanted to taste you come apart because it’s so goddamn sexy and I know you needed it. Don’t worry about me.”