Chapter 4
CHAPTER FOUR
Khai
I didn’t care. I didn’t care one bit.
She was still Ember. My Ember.
Call me possessive. Call me insane.
But after feeling a connection that strongly with her, I couldn’t just let her go. I needed to explore it.
You only lived once and I wanted to feel it all.
Considering a woman never made me feel this way before, I’d be a fool to ignore it and let it pass me by.
So when she showed up looking different, I paused. She looked familiar, similar, but not the same.
She wasn’t anything I expected, but still perfect in every way. Yet, it didn’t matter. It never did. I already worshipped her.
“I’m so sorry. It was my sister’s old profile. I didn’t expect to forge such a strong connection so quickly.”
“Shh, it doesn’t matter. You’re fucking perfect.”
When our lips connected, sparks flew down my spine, through my limbs, and my hands gripped her waist, afraid she might go somewhere when I needed her right here. In my arms.
Earlier, after cutting out of work early, I took a long nap before showering and heading out to the grocery store. I planned on a dinner of ribeye, mashed potatoes, steamed veggies, and fresh rolls.
While there, I ran into my buddy Joel.
“Bro, why are you smiling like that? You look like you got hit with a fairy dust or some girlie shit. Wait—you got laid. Finally. Please, tell me you got laid.”
I laughed. “My sex life isn’t up for discussion. But I do have a date.”
“You met someone?”
“Yep. Seems that dating website finally came in handy.”
“Yeah, man. Get it. Keep me updated. And don’t forget- my house Friday night for beers and cards.”
“Wouldn’t miss it.” I replied before getting back to my shopping.
But now here she finally was, in my arms, my lips on hers, a literal dream come true.
My imagination couldn’t do her justice, her beauty rare and unique. And I wanted her. All of her.
She was mine.
Without breaking our kiss, I pulled her inside, desperate and needy. But Ember resisted, her lips leaving mine, as she giggled like a schoolgirl. “Khai, wait.” She turned and waved towards the driveway. I looked above her head and spotted a second car in the driveway, near the end.
I was so fixated on Ember I hadn’t noticed. “Who is that?”
“My best friend, Dottie. We had to make sure you weren’t a weirdo or something.” Ember said with a grin, one so adorable she made my damn knees weaken.
“Good job being safe. But trust me, the only thing I want to do is feed you, feast on your delectable curves, and send you home sated and happy. Or maybe asleep in my arms. I haven’t decided yet.” I waved towards her friend too, which caused her to giggle more.
Inside, I closed the door behind us and pressed her back against it, my body resting against hers. I caged her in with my hands on both sides and brought my lips down to hers. “I should be wining and dining you, but I can’t resist these juicy lips.”
Ember’s breath caught in her throat and she gasped. Her tongue darted out and licked those gorgeous lips of hers and that was all it took.
My hands slid down the sides of her body and gripped onto her waist tight, kissing her so hard and deep we both lost our breath.
We kissed and kissed, my tongue tangling with hers as I committed her taste to memory.
Beep! Beep!
“Shit!” I muttered as I reluctantly broke our kiss. “That’s dinner.” I took her by the hand and led her into the kitchen.
I waved towards the kitchen island, bar stools set up for seating, with our places already set and a bottle of champagne on ice. “Have a seat, gorgeous.”
Ember beamed like the queen she was and my heart soared. I loved making her smile.
I snuck a quick look at her body again, taking in all of her endless delicious curves, but turning back to the stove.
I pulled the veggies out of the oven, gave the mashed potatoes a stir, and began slicing the steak after letting it sit.
I grabbed the rolls from the toaster oven where they stayed warm and dished out our food.
“Bon appetite. I hope you like everything.” I popped open the champagne and poured us each a glass.
“Steak and mashed potatoes, hmm? You listened last night.” Ember smiled, her cheeks rosy.
“I sure did, baby girl. I needed to impress my queen.”
“Your queen? I like the sound of that.”
I held my glass up to hers. “Good. Let’s cheers to it. Cheers to Ember, for being my queen. I’m about to rock your world baby.”
“Please do. Cheers.”
We clinked glasses and drank down the bubbly. Then we ate our weight in steak and potatoes.
We laughed, drank, and ate, our conversation flowing just as well as it did over the computer. But even better was now we could touch each other. Kiss. Flirt with our eyes.
“So, chef, what do you have planned for dessert?”
I shot her a heated stare. Ember got the message because her cheeks turned scarlet and she fluttered her eyelashes.
“I was thinking we might have each other for dessert?” I nipped at her ear, watching as the goosebumps scattered over her skin. I licked the side of her neck and then blew on the wet skin, more shivers and goosebumps appearing.
“And who says I have sex on the first date?”
“That’s fine, baby girl. I’ll wait for as long as you want. But can I please kiss you? Because I don’t think I can survive without your sweet lips.”
“Of course.” Ember grabbed my chin and pulled me in for a delicious kiss, soft and warm, yet needy and demanding.
Within seconds, the fire spread like wildfire, our kisses growing with intensity, scorching me from the inside out. I kept my hands on her waist, squeezing the soft flesh there, desperate to feel her elsewhere but wanting to go at a pace she felt comfortable.
Until she climbed into my lap.
Her legs straddled my waist, her skirt riding up, as she rubbed herself against my hardening bulge. I couldn’t hold back, my hands moving down over her hips, past her ass, squeezing the cheeks. I groaned, my dick throbbing beneath my sweatpants, begging to be free.
Elena rubbed her body against mine, her breasts against my chest, as she moved, grinding herself against me.
“Fuck, I don’t think I can hold back any longer. I want you so fucking bad.”
“Then don’t.”
I growled.
Fuckkk.