And Kai? He eats up every fucking noise I make. “That’s right, baby. Let them fucking hear you.”
Every surface is fair game. Against the wall. On the bed, the sheets twisted beneath us. Against the dresser, my fingers digging into the edge for balance.
Kai pulls me onto his lap, guiding me down onto him, his hands gripping my ass. I gasp, nails digging into his shoulders. “That’s it. Ride me, Trouble.”
I take control. I grind down, rolling my hips, watching his jaw go tight, his eyes locked on mine as my pussy slams down overand over again onto his rock-hard cock, my breasts bouncing wildly.
His fingers dig in deeper, matching my pace, guiding me, slamming me down onto his cock.
“You feel so fucking good,” I moan.
“Mmmhmm, and you’re taking me so deep, fuck?—”
I move faster, my head tipping back, completely lost in it.
Kai watches me, his lips parting, his grip tightening, his body tensing. He groans, a dark, wrecked sound. “Fuck, baby. You’re gonna make me?—”
And then he flips us onto the bed, pinning my wrists down again. “Not yet.”
His voice is gritted, strained, on the edge. “I’m not fucking done with you.”
He slides back into me and drives into me hard, deep, relentless. The bed creaks, shakes, threatens to collapse beneath us.
He swings my legs over his shoulders and I can’t help but stare at his girth as he pounds me with his full length.
I can’t breathe. Can’t think. Every thrust sends me closer to the edge.
Kai unwraps my ankles from around his neck and I rewrap them around his lower back. He grips my chin, forcing me to look at him. “You wanted me to take control, didn’t you?”
I can barely form words. “Yes—fuck, yes?—”
Kai groans, thrusting deeper. “Then take it.”
Another orgasm rips through me, my body arching, shaking, breaking. I cry out his name, not caring who hears.
Kai follows seconds later, his grip on me unrelenting, his mouth buried against my neck as he loses himself completely.
We’re both wrecked. Ruined.
He collapses beside me, dragging a hand through his hair. “Holy shit.”
I laugh, breathless, staring at the ceiling. “Yeah. That was… something.”
The room is a disaster. Sheets lay twisted on the floor. One of the pillows has somehow made its way across the room. The nightstand is tilted sideways.
Kai turns his head toward me, watching me with something unreadable. Then he smirks. “We should do that again.”
I laugh, rolling onto my side. “You say that like there was a chance we were done.”
His smirk returns. “Fuck, Trouble. I’m never gonna get enough of you.”
I stand up and walk in the general direction of the bathroom door. I barely have time to gasp before I’m pressed up against it, his hands already all over me again, his mouth devouring mine with the kind of hunger that feels insatiable.
Kai’s lips crash against mine, still tasting of whiskey and satisfaction, but the hunger hasn’t faded. If anything, it’s worse now—like having me twice already only made him greedy. His fingers dig into my hips, dragging me flush against him, his body already hard, already wanting.
“You still have energy left to run that smart mouth?” he murmurs against my lips, his breath warm, teasing.
I laugh, breathless, my legs wrapping around his waist. “You’re the one who’s still trying to prove something, Pretty Boy. Shouldn’t you be wrecked by now?”