Chapter 43 Make Me Forget #2
He growls, stalking towards me. It’s not a sexy stalk, he’s got a bulky boot on his leg for Christ’s sake, but arousal floods me all the same as he comes to stand in front of me and pushes a strand of hair behind my ear before his palms frame my face, thumbs stroking my cheekbones.
He kisses me—hot and urgent—his fingers digging into my waist, hands roaming over my body until they cup my butt, dragging me closer to him.
“Fuck, Hurricane, I’ve fucking missed you,” he groans into my mouth.
“You saw me this morning,” I snark, yelping as he bites into my lip.
“Get on the bed, woman,” he growls, lightly pushing me towards it.
I do as instructed, sitting with my head against the headboard, then watch my very unsexy private showing of Magic Mike as he strips for me. The fabric gets caught on his boot and he swears, expression turning impatient as rips the boot off then he shoves his joggers down his legs.
“Are you sure about this?” he asks, a little strain to his voice.
There’s no need for it though.
I have no fear. Not of him.
There’s just need.
“I’m sure,” I reply, my tone even. “I trust you, Kai.”
He stands back up, his thick cock on display and I lick my lips in anticipation. He’s resting his weight onto his left side.
“Keep looking at me like that and this won’t last five seconds,” Kai teases, smirking at the flush heating my cheeks.
He moves towards me, his movements slow and unhurried, before he (carefully) settles next to me, so our arms are brushing. Heat singes my skin at the barest of touch.
His hand cups my cheek as he takes my mouth with his. He moves to roll me beneath him then pauses, banging his head against the headboard in frustration. “Stupid fucking leg,” he mutters, shaking his head.
I crawl over him, strangling his thighs with mine and cupping his jaw with my palms, pulling him towards me into a desperate kiss.
His hands come up to my waist, dragging me impossibly closer.
His cock nudges against me, teasing, sending shivers up my spine.
I arch, desperate for more friction, for the ache to be satisfied.
“Fuck, Tess,” Kai groans, his lips leaving mine to trail down my collarbone. I lean back in his arms, giving him space to latch onto my breast. His tongue darts out to lick my nipple then he grazes the hard bud with his teeth. A strangled cry leaves my throat as he pulls away.
“Look at you,” he growls, thrusting his hips upwards so his cock slides between my thighs, the tip hitting my clit. “So fucking pretty, all flushed and needy for me.” He trails his hand up my side and runs his thumb over the blush that’s covering the skin over my chest.
“Lift up.”
He guides me until I’m hovering over him, then positions his cock until it’s notched at my entrance.
“Still okay?” he asks, and I growl deep in my throat.
“I said not to treat me differently.”
He laughs. “You sound like a kitten.”
Before I can berate him, he gasps my hips, pulling me down onto him.
I sink down slowly, revelling in each delicious inch, feeling each barbel of his piercing, as he stretches me until I’m impossibly full.
My breath catches in my throat once he’s fully settled inside me.
He doesn’t move, neither do I.
“Still with me?” he asks, a moment of vulnerability.
I nod, lifting my hips up then sliding back down.
“God, you feel like heaven,” Kai groans, burying his face in my neck as he starts thrusting his hips upwards.
My hips move in time with his, both of us getting lost to the pleasure. The sound of wet skin slapping skin echoes through the room.
My legs ache from the effort of essentially squatting on Kai’s dick, but there’s not many positions you can choose from when the guy has a broken leg.
“When do you think you’ll be able to walk properly without the boot?” I ask, then choke out a moan as he hits a certain spot inside me.
Kai’s hands grip my hips painfully tight as he slams me down, again and again, onto him. “I’m not doing a—” thrust “—good enough—” thrust “—job—” thrust “—if you’re thinking about that, Hurricane.”
“Oh fuck,” I moan as his fingers find my clit. My eyes roll to the back of my head and all thoughts leave my brain.
Sweat slicks my skin, my tits bouncing heavily with each slap of his hips against me.
The pressure inside me builds until it’s too much, pleasure bursts through me, sending shockwaves throughout my entire body.
My legs shake, and I collapse onto Kai who wraps his arms around my back and continues fucking me through it.
“I can’t…” I whimper as another climax crests.
“You can. Give me one more, Tess,” Kai groans, struggling to maintain control, to not fall over the edge with me.
He reaches down, finding the bud of my asshole and pushes one finger in, just the tip. It’s enough.
I short-circuit; my brain turns to mush as my orgasm has me screaming into Kai’s shoulder.
His movements stutter as he comes, groaning my name as he does.
We lay together, me on top of him, his arms around me while we come back down to earth. There’s nothing but the sound of our ragged breathing breaking through the silence.
Kai’s arms stay wrapped around me as we just exist together. His fingers trace lazy patterns on my back.
“I love you,” Kai says, squeezing me tightly.
“I love you too,” I whisper, inhaling deeply.
He’s still inside me, but I’m too comfortable to move.
“Thank you,” I tell him, kissing the sweaty skin of his collarbone.
He doesn’t say anything. Just holds me tighter, keeping me from falling.
Listening to the rhythmic sound of Kai’s heart, feeling his skin against mine, I feel safe and secure for the first time since I left. Maybe for the first time in months.
Eventually, Kai breaks the silence.
“I'm scared.”
I pull back to look down at him.
“Scared?” I ask, my palms resting on his chest, I let my thumbs trace abstract patterns over his tattoo.
“Of you leaving me.”
My heart squeezes painfully in my chest.
"I’m not going anywhere."
Kai exhales, but it’s not relief—it’s something else. “You say that now…” His voice is rough. “But you did leave.”
My throat constricts. “I didn’t think I had a choice.”
His fingers ghost over my ribs, barely touching. “There’s always a choice.”
It doesn’t feel right having this conversation with his softening cock still inside me, so I slide off his hips, settling next to him on the bed.
I prop my head up on my hand, using the other hand to keep myself grounded by pressing it to Kai’s chest.
“I was doing it to keep you safe,” I defend. I might have messed up, but my intentions were good. “I couldn’t live with myself if another person got hurt because of me. I hated to watch—“My words choke off in a sob as the memory of Nico’s death overwhelms me.
Kai drags me into him, so my head is resting in the crook of his neck. I breathe deeply, inhaling his clean scent, letting it soothe me.
He strokes a hand down my back until my sobs eventually subside.
“We’ve not spoken about it—Nico’s death. Do you want to talk about it?”
I take a shuddered breath in. “He was protecting me. He told me to run, and I did. But I turned back and saw the bullets go through his chest. I watched the light fading from his eyes. His last words were to tell me to go.”
Kai keeps stroking my back, moving up to my hair, but he doesn’t say anything yet.
“He told me he loved me.”
Kai’s body goes rigid, and he stops breathing. The hand at my back tenses.
“Just before they stormed in. He told me that he’s in love with me.”
I sit up to look at Kai. “I didn’t know what to say back. He was always flirty, but I mostly thought it was a way to get a rise out of you. I didn’t know…” I trail off, unsure of what else to say.
“Did you have feelings for him?” Kai asks after a moment.
I rear back as if struck. “Kai! What the fuck?”
“Sorry, that was a stupid question,” he sighs, slinging a hand over his face. His jaw is clenched tight.
“No. I didn’t have feelings for Nico. He was a friend.” I pause. “I love you, Kai.”
He drags me back to him so we’re chest to chest. He takes my lips with his in a gentle kiss. “I shouldn’t have asked. I’m sorry.”
“I love you. Okay? Please, believe that. I know you’re scared that I’ll leave again. But I won’t. I’m not either of your parents.
“I love you, Kai. I love you so much it physically hurts me. Like, I see your face and my brain just short-circuits. It’s embarrassing.
My IQ drops by at least twenty points when I’m around you.
You say one nice thing to me, and suddenly I’m out here making life-altering decisions.
Who gave you this power? It’s reckless. I should be supervised. It’s actually—“
“Tess!” Kai shouts, cutting me off with a hand over my mouth. He forces me to look at him. “Okay.”
“Okay?” I mumble around his hand, so it comes out more like “mmf’kay.”
“Okay. I believe you. Just… shut up.” He grins at me before releasing my mouth and I crash my lips to his.
In an effort to not focus on anything negative I say the first thing that pops into my head. “So… roomie… what’s for dinner?”
“You know I never said yes to you moving in here, right?”
I blink at him. “Not sure why you’re telling me such irrelevant information.”
Sliding off the bed I pick up the top he threw off earlier and shove it over my head. It sits just below my thighs, acting as a dress.
“I’m going to order McDonalds since I’m betting you haven’t been shopping yet,” I call over my shoulder as I open the door.
“What the fuck, Tess?” Kai calls out but I’m already at the top of the stairs.
“Love you!”
Kai
I follow Tess down the stairs, wondering what the fuck has just happened.
She was the last person I expected to see when I pulled open my door earlier.
I meant what I said. I do love her. I love her so much it terrifies me. Because the feelings I have make it so much more likely that I’ll get hurt.
That’s why I was pushing her away. I wanted to stop it now before it gets too painful when she leaves me.
One tiny problem?