Chapter 20 – Kai ~ 1989
E mber spent the night in my bed. I slept on the couch because even though we technically made up and the arrangement is back on, I didn’t want to upset her by being next to her in bed.
I’ve been awake on the couch for quite some time, I left my bedroom door open so I could watch her sleep. She looks so peaceful. So different from the way she acted a few weeks ago.
She’s hugging my pillow, her black hair fanned out on the other pillow, one leg straightened out and the other tucked up. The sheets aren’t fully covering her body, so I can see the peak of her breast.
I sigh. Hopefully she doesn’t wake up irritated. Last night was a good start to fixing what we started. I get up and start making breakfast. Eggs and bacon sounds good. I grab the stuff to make it, quietly of course. I don’t want to wake her up.
I turn on the stovetop, and grab my flat pan to begin making breakfast for Ember and I. I start with the eggs. I grab the carton out of the fridge. I shut the fridge door, turn around and I jump back because Ember is standing right in front of me.
“Jesus, Ember.” I throw my hand up to my chest. She grabs the carton of eggs, out of my hands and kisses me. She’s standing there, kissing me, wearing nothing but my Nirvana t-shirt. It’s hot.
I grab a fistful of her hair and kiss her back harder. She moans in my mouth. I take the opportunity to shove my tongue in. Her body relaxes and before she can drop the eggs, I set them down on the counter behind her.
I let go of her for a second. I turn off the stove. “Breakfast can wait.” I pick her up and take her to the bathroom, so we can shower. I set her on the bathroom counter. I turn on the water in the shower and come back to her.
She’s already sitting on the edge of the counter with her legs spread. I growl. She’s biting her lip. I take off my boxers and spit on my hand. I begin stroking my length and Ember is watching my every move.
I stroke it enough to get it a little bit lubricated with my spit and then I pull her even closer to the edge of the counter. She gasps as I push my tip in her entrance. She moans and her head lulls back.
I pump in and out, a couple of times, before I push the rest in, up to the hilt. She shudders from the sensation and I lick my lips in anticipation. I grip her ass and start pumping in and out at a steady pace.
She moans. I grab a fistful of her hair and push her closer to me. I lick her neck. “Kai.” She moans out. I flick my tongue up and down her neck. I nip too.
I start to feel her tighten. I suck one of her nipples into my mouth and flick the nipple with my tongue. She’s panting. And then I feel my balls tighten. We both scream out as we come undone together. She lays her head on my shoulder.
I am panting too. That felt so good. Almost too good. I pull out and check to see if the water is cold or if it’s still warm. It’s warm, I turn up the water a little more. I want it to be hot.
I wait a few minutes and it warms up more. I pick Ember up and put her in the shower and then I get in after her. She’s beautiful in her own way. I help soap her up and shampoo her hair.
She allows me to help. I help rinse her hair and as I do so, I watch her relax. She parts her lips. Being taken care of is its own kink. I’m watching her come undone just from me simply washing her hair.
She closes her eyes. I give her light touches to her body. Rubbing her shoulders, just lightly running my fingers up and down her arms, squeezing her ass, and watching these light touches set her nerves on fire.
That’s the best part. Some people would rather have that, than the intimacy of sex and honestly, I think that’s the case with Ember. She’s a girl with a tough exterior but deep inside she craves someone to care for her.
I’m not a psychologist by any means. I’m just speaking from what I’m noticing right now. Just from me touching her versus the sex we just had only ten to fifteen minutes ago.
She craves intimacy in different forms. I feel that this is why she yelled at me, and she had every right to. I’m an asshole. I’ll admit it. I have a hard time connecting with people and Ember is no different.
I take a loofah in my hand and soap it up. I begin to rub it on her body and she lets out a moan. My dick springs forward. This isn’t about you. It’s very hot, watching her get off, on me taking care of her.
I make sure she’s soaped up good. I push her gently against the shower wall. I take the shower head off the stand and start rinsing her off. I get down to her pussy and she moans out as the shower head sprays her clit.
I pull back and rinse the rest of her body again. She groans. She puts her hand on her pussy and I watch as she pleasures herself. I don’t stop her. This is a sight to behold. I turn up the sprayer and get it close to her clit as possible.
I watch her writhe against the shower wall in desperation to come. I push it farther against her sensitive cunt and she moans out. I see her body tense up. I get down on my knees in front of her, put the sprayer down, move her hand out of the way and clamp down on her clit.
She grabs the back of my head and she tightens her thighs around me as she releases. Her eyes roll into the back of her head and she’s a panting mess. I flick her clit a few more times and I feel her cum again.
She can barely stand when I’m finished. I pull back. She opens her eyes and looks at me. I lick my lips. “Why did you do that for me?” She asks. I shrug. Her eyes start to water. “Don’t cry.” I warn.
She slides down in the shower. “Thank you.” She says in a shaky tone. I pat her head. She cries a little bit and then stops. “I’m sorry.” I look at her. “Don’t apologize for something you can’t control.” She nods.
“I’m going to fix us some breakfast now.” I step out of the shower and I wrap a towel around my waist. I turn back to look at Ember, and she’s sitting there on the shower floor holding her knees. I hope she’ll be alright.
I leave her in the shower and I grab the eggs and turn the stove back on. I grab the bacon out of the fridge and sit it on the counter next to everything else.
I grab my flat pan and begin making the eggs. I crack three eggs and start scrambling them for Ember. I grab a plate, flip the eggs over and then I put them on the plate.
I put the pan in the sink and grab another pan for the bacon. I’m in the process of laying down paper towels on a plate when Ember finally makes it out of the bathroom wearing another one of my t-shirts.
She makes her way to my kitchen counter and sits down. I offer the plate of eggs to her and I lay six pieces of bacon on the pan. It starts to sizzle and pop. I pick up some tongs and lay the bacon out on the other plate and sit that beside her.
I turn the stove off, put this pan in the sink and then I walk around the counter and sit next to her. I grab a piece of bacon and chew on it. She picks at the eggs in front of her. “Are you okay?” I ask her, in between bites of bacon.
She turns her head and looks at me. “I’ll be alright. Thank you for taking care of me.” I nod and continue eating my bacon.
Later on, I take Ember to Spencer Gifts for her shift. I walk her to the storefront in Lloyd Center and she gives me a hug. I hug her back. She hands me a slip of paper. I take it and she goes inside. I look down to see a phone number scrawled on it.
I haven’t decided if I will actually call her or not. I like our spontaneous arrangements. I walk back to my apartment complex. I want to get a coffee at Storms Brewing and try to talk to Lana. Maybe we will make some progress.
I get in my truck and take a leisurely thirty minute drive to Storms Brewing. I park the truck and head inside. Lana is working the front counter. Thank goodness.
I walk up to the line that’s starting to form. There’s at least three people in front of me. Lana is killing it. Multi-tasking at it’s finest. Smiling the brightest smiles at the other customers.
I hope she looks at me like that. Before I know it, it’s my turn. She smiles at me. “Hey, you’re Kai, right?” She asks me. I grin. She knows who I am. “Yeah, and you’re Lana Voss.” Her cheeks flush which is ridiculously cute on her.
“That’s me.” She shyly says. “What can I get for you?” I act like I am deciding. I order her signature coffee. “This is going to be such an odd request, can I get a hazelnut iced cappuccino?” She writes it down and then looks back up at me in surprise.
“Coming right up.” She smiles at me as she grabs a cup and starts making it. I smile back and go sit down at a different table from normal. I don’t need her to figure out that I’m her mystery tipper.
The girl I assume is her boss, Jen I believe her name is, helps her get the line down. Lana finally gets some time to head my way with my drink. She smiles at me and sits the coffee down in front of me.
“Enjoy your coffee.” She turns to leave and I grab her hand. “You should sit down with me.” She looks at me and then back at her boss. Jen nods her head. She looks back at me and smiles. “Sure. I’ll sit for a little bit.”
I push the chair out with my foot, so she can sit down. She smiles at me. “Such a gentlemen.” I smile back. She sits down in the seat. “So, Kai. I think I remember you from Kari’s party.” She mentions.
“Oh? Yeah, I believe, I saw you there too. You really stirred up the crowd walking in looking like a smoke show.” She tucks a loose strand behind her ear and she giggles.
Why does she have to be the hottest woman I know? I smile. “You sure know how to flatter a woman.” I smile. “It’s not hard when it’s the truth.” I take a sip of my coffee. It’s so good, I can see why, it’s her favorite.
She looks away and I touch her hand. She turns back towards me. “I hope, I didn’t make you uncomfortable.” She looks at me. “You didn’t, I’m just really shy.” She admits.
She’s adorable. I don’t dare ask her about Blake Ellis, I don’t want the thoughts in my head. We continue to make small talk until her boss waves her back. “I gotta go. But it was nice to see you again.” She gets up and rushes back to the front counter.
I made some decent progress with Lana. I hope my luck continues.