Chapter 23
Everyone is here, and Kai was right when he said they’re all my family now.
It feels like that, like I fit in completely and without conditions, without judgment or fear of doing something I’m not supposed to.
It’s natural, and there are moments when it feels like I’ve known them all for longer than just the time I’ve been here.
“Oh my god, just open this,” Daisy laments, rolling her eyes as she pushes a gift bag toward me. “He’s taking forever, and I swear to god, if he’s in there decorating his dick, I will lose my shit on him.”
The outdoor deck erupts in laughter, but I see Eli shake his head before walking over to Daisy. He slings an arm around her shoulder, his muscles flexing as he does, tattoos decorating his skin.
“Daze, I gotta tell ya, he’s a different man. Quinn has changed him,” Eli counters, correcting her with a mock disappointed look on his face. “Not sure who I’m going to pick up girls with now.”
Shrugging, Eli steps away, leaning back against the deck railing as we all wait for Kai to return. He is taking a long time, and I’m starting to wonder if he is trying to tie a ribbon around his dick and struggling.
“Gotta find yourself a girl,” Owen chimes in. “You’re the odd man out now. Do you really wanna be the ripped old dude on the beach picking up chicks in ten years?”
“Why not? That doesn’t sound all that bad,” Eli jokes back. “Look at my dad. Still single, living his best life. Sailing around the world.”
Before Eli can elaborate on this, Kai reappears, everyone turning to look at him, and Daisy lets out a gasp.
“Kai,” she murmurs, swallowing hard, almost like she can’t get the rest of her words out. Her lips are pressed together in a smile as tears begin to well up in her eyes.
“Oh, you didn’t?” Alana croons, her head cocked sweetly to the side as she watches Kai walk toward me.
In his arms is something oversized and covered with the cutest wrapping paper. It’s all glittery balloons and tied with gold ribbon. I can’t even imagine how long it took him to wrap it with its size, and I also can’t even begin to figure out what the hell it is.
“You even wrapped it,” Sloane squeals, adorable and full of excitement. Owen smiles down at her, wrapping his arm around her waist as he leans down and kisses her temple.
But then it hits me. This group, these people, what they love and what Kai does for a living, and it feels beyond special to know that what he’s about to give me, he made by hand.
“Dude,” Eli says, giving Kai a slow nod and a smile. “Great call. Fucking epic.”
“Couldn’t agree more,” Miles adds, and the more they talk, the more I know exactly what’s behind the wrapping.
“Okay, babe, you ready for your gift?” Kai asks, leaning it against the wall next to me, and I move closer to him.
Daisy lets out a hard sigh and coos, “You called her babe.” Swiping at the tears that well up in her eyes again.
I just can’t get over this group of people.
They have so much love for each other, so much support and kindness.
It’s just so damn beautiful to see, especially when I lost so much and never thought I’d regain it again.
But each day that passes here, each day that I spend with Kai and his friends, it feels more and more like home.
“Okay, can you all fucking cool it? You’re embarrassing the fuck out of me,” Kai quips, but there’s this loose smile on his lips, a look of self-satisfaction on his face. He’s proud of what he’s made, and he’s about to show it off.
“Yeah, yeah, stop embarrassing him,” Nate says, sounding like the parent of the group. “Let Quinn open her present.”
And that’s just what I do.
Pushing up on my toes to reach the top, I slowly peel back the paper, but I don’t take in what he’s made just yet. I work my way down, revealing it to all of them first with each removal of the wrapping until I reach the floor.
I look over at Kai, a nervousness blanketing his face now, and he’s just so perfect. In all the time I’ve gotten to know him, I have never felt that he isn’t being honest with me. He shows exactly how he’s feeling with everything in him.
Finally looking at the board, I take it all in, my fingers running over the smoothness of it, touching each detail as I do.
It’s this beautiful shade of soft pink, and I have no idea how he knew that it’s my favorite color, but nothing about him surprises me anymore.
With a small yellow stripe running down the middle of the board, and in the top corner, there’s the logo of Olsen Boards running right along the edge.
But in the center is a beautiful bright white lotus flower surrounded by light blue water droplets, and I let my fingers dance over it for a few seconds.
I know how much this means to Kai and how important surfing is, so a gift like this is beyond special. It’s extraordinary, and he must have been working on it for a while. Something like this isn’t built overnight.
“Kai,” I whisper, turning to look at him, and with all these people here, this gift feels way too personal. I know I need to thank him properly later, but for now, all I can do is tell him how much I love it.
“This is…I don’t even know what to say. It’s beautiful, and I love it so much. I’ve never gotten something this…” I can’t find the right words, so instead, I throw my arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss.
“Awww, I love this for you, Quinn,” Daisy says. “Now you have your own board, and you can come surfing with us in the mornings.”
“Oh, I’m not sure I’m ready for that just yet,” I reply, turning back to look at it again.
“Sure you are,” Sage adds in. “I said the same thing when I first moved here, but the only way you get better is to just throw yourself into it. Go out every day, catch waves, get knocked on your ass, saltwater pouring from your nose.” She giggles at this comment.
“Girls’ surf day tomorrow,” Alana squeals, clapping her hands. “Now open the rest of your presents.”
This day is better than I could have ever imagined. Honestly, I dreaded my birthdays, missing my parents more than ever on them, but today was totally different.
It felt special again, and I owe that to everyone here, especially Kai for setting it all up.
All the gifts: a new bikini from Alana and Flynn, surf wax and a rash guard from Owen and Sloane, a framed picture of the ocean drawn by Nate from him and Sage, a cute sundress from Daisy and Miles, and even Eli came in with a candle from a little local shop.
The cake was delicious as always, and I made sure to thank Daisy for it. And as the night winds down, all of us outside on the back deck overlooking the ocean, my birthday has been one I will remember for the rest of my life.
Kai stands, kissing the top of my head, he disappears into the house, and when I look over at Daisy, she motions that I should follow him.
Letting out a laugh, I hesitate for a second, wondering if it’s too obvious, the two of us going missing, but I stop caring.
“Go get him,” she whispers to me, soft enough that no one else notices, and I do just that.
Finding my way to Kai’s bedroom, I step through the doorway, hearing the toilet flush. I wait, both a mix of nervousness and pent-up sexual tension pushing me along.
As I walk toward the attached bathroom, stopping in front of the partially closed door, Kai opens it and sees me standing there.
“Quinn,” he purrs, the sound of his voice vibrating through me, deep and sexy.
And without giving it another thought, I step toward him, my hands on his chest, pushing him back into the bathroom.
My lips collide with his, our tongues tangling in desperation, our breathing growing hard and fast as my hands slide under his T-shirt. His hand curls around the back of my neck, pulling me closer to him until our bodies are flush.
He backs me up against the counter, his hands gripping my ass. He lifts me onto it, my legs spread, and he steps between them. I fall back against the mirror, his already hard dick lined up perfectly with the ache between my thighs.
I rock back and forth over his erection, chasing the friction my body has so desperately been craving, feeling his dick, hard and long. Heat ripples through me at just how turned on he is.
“Just like that, babe,” he growls. “Get yourself off.”
“Take me home,” I murmur back, my words coming out breathy and desperate.
The head of his cock brushes over my clit, straining against his boardshorts. My panties are soaked, the material thin, and with each movement, I feel him more and more.
God, he feels so good. So damn good that I can feel my body building toward it, climbing and chasing, needing release.
But I’ve never…
“I wanna take you right here,” he moans, dropping to his knees, pulling me to the edge of the counter, my feet now resting on his shoulders. “I want you to come in my mouth, Quinn.”
As soon as the words leave his mouth, I feel my body tense up.
Fuck my life.
I want to come in his mouth like I’ve never wanted anything in my life, but what if I can’t? What if I fuck this all up? And the last thing I want to do is fake it with Kai.
“I, uh…I’m nervous. Your friends are out there,” I say, pulling my bottom lip between my teeth. I’m not sure what else to say because admitting I’ve never come with a guy before feels like a lot to put on him.
His hooded gaze moves over my face, taking me in as he leans in, his nose trailing along my panties. Inhaling deeply, he lets out a low moan.
“You smell so fucking good. God, Quinn, I’m about to come in my pants. Don’t tell me to stop. Let me eat your pussy, baby.”
Just hearing his words has me desperate. The ache between my thighs throbs, needing release, and I say fuck it.
Tangling my hands in his hair, his rough, calloused hands grip my thighs, his lips kissing and sucking, his teeth biting. He groans, the vibration moving through both of us.
“Relax, Quinn,” he murmurs against my skin, the feeling sending a spike of electricity through my body. “I wanna taste you for days. Remember that my tongue made you come.”
“Holy shit,” I moan as he pulls my panties to the side, exposing myself to him.
A groan of appreciation falls from his lips when he sees me, his fingers playing with the wetness between my legs.
“Mmmm, so fucking wet and messy,” he croons as his tongue flicks over my clit, sending my hips up off the counter.
Reaching up, he places his hand on my stomach, holding me in place, a finger sliding inside me as his tongue continues to lick.
Faster and harder, he pumps his finger inside me, hooking it and hitting a spot I never knew existed, a moan falling from my lips, loud and reckless.
Adding another finger, filling me, stretching me, his mouth sucks and bites at my clit, and my hips move against his mouth. Each movement brings me closer and closer, my focus only on him and his mouth and what he’s doing to me.
I can feel my orgasm building, like nothing I’ve ever felt before, and I call out his name, my hands tangled in his hair, pulling it, desperate and feral.
“Be a good girl and come for me, Quinn,” he purrs, blowing on me, making me want him even more. I need to come, my body out of control. I give myself over to him.
My pussy clenches around his fingers, and I squeeze my eyes shut, shamelessly chasing my release, not giving a shit that everyone in this house can probably hear us right now. All I can think about is coming on Kai’s face.
He strokes me harder and faster, devouring my pussy, the sound of wetness and moans filling the space, erotic and sexual.
My thighs begin to shake, my stomach tightening under his palm, and with each ragged breath I draw in, I exhale a moan. With one hard suck of my clit, I fall apart, soaking his face.
“Kai!” I call out, bracketing his head with my thighs, squeezing him as I come hard, and he never stops. His tongue relentless, riding out my orgasm until I’m weak and exhausted, too sensitive for touch.
I can’t even believe that just happened, and not only did it happen for the first time in my life, it was unreal, and perfect, and so fucking good.
Best. Orgasm. Of. My. Life.
Looking up at me, his face wet with my release, dirty and erotic and so fucking hot, he moves up my body, pulling his fingers from me.
Swiping the back of his palm over his mouth, he leans in to kiss me, the taste of me still on him, and I moan as his tongue dances with mine.
“So fucking sweet,” he murmurs. “Now let’s get the fuck outta here.”