He licks his lips, and his eyes flash with heated desire and dark promise having guessed where my mind has gone. Goose bumps sprout all over my sensitive flesh, and my core pulses with need. Dumping my bags on the ground, I race the last few feet and fling myself into his arms.
Our mouths collide in a battle of lips, teeth, and tongue and he lifts me up, hauling me into the house without breaking our kiss. My skin is on fire under my wool dress and tights as I wrap my legs around his waist, grinding against his massive erection.
“Fucking need you, babe,” he murmurs against my lips, sitting me up on the table in the hall and spreading my legs apart. He wastes no time removing my coat, tossing it to the floor along with my ballet flats. His lips continue to devour mine, and I’m moaning and squirming on the table as I fumble with his belt buckle.
“The others?” I pant as his lips leave my mouth to trail a path down my neck.
“Upstairs. They won’t come down,” he rasps, lifting my hips and yanking my tights down as I pop the button on his jeans.
He tears his lips away to tug his jeans down, and I arch a brow as his cock springs forth.
“Going commando, huh?”
“Easy access,” he says, grinning as he rolls a condom on. He places his palms on the wall on either side of my head and crashes his lips against mine. He kisses me deeply, ravishing me with his wicked tongue, as one hand slides up my thigh, brushing against my pussy. A guttural moan leaves my lips, growing louder as he pushes my panties aside and shoves two fingers inside me. “You’re fucking drenched.”
“I’ve missed you.” I nip at his bottom lip, grabbing hold of his ass and spreading my legs wider. “And I need you now.”
The sound of lace tearing echoes through the hallway as he rips my panties off and plunges inside me in one swift thrust. He fucks me mercilessly, pounding into me as his lips continue to make love to my mouth. The table shakes, emitting screeching sounds as it slams against the wall with every thrust of his hips. I wrap my legs firmly against his waist, lifting my hips slightly so he’s hitting just the right spot.
He pumps his hips faster, his muscles strain, and the vein in his neck pops as he gets closer. His fingers rub frantically at my clit, and I scream as my climax roars through me the same time he releases with a loud grunt.
Dropping his head to my shoulder, we stay locked in position while our heartbeats return to normal levels.
When he lifts his head, the adoration on his face surprises me. He leans in, kissing me softly, completely at odds with the way he’s just roughly fucked me. “You’re fucking perfect, babe. You know that?” He rubs his thumb along my lower lip, and I suck it into my mouth.
“Fuck.” He claims my lips in a hard kiss before pulling back. “As much as I’d love to go for round two, I doubt the others are keen to hear that a second time.”
“Is it safe to come out yet?” a familiar voice asks from behind the living room door, and I slap Kai’s chest.
“You said they were upstairs!” I hiss, jumping down and snatching the ripped remains of my panties.
Kai smirks. “Oops. My bad.” He grabs the balled-up lace from my hand, stuffing the shreds in the pocket of his jeans as he fixes them in place. I tug up my tights and slip my feet into my flats while glaring at him. He reels me into his arms. “Don’t be mad that I’m so crazy about you I couldn’t wait until we got upstairs.”
His words melt me on the spot, as Xavier calls out again. “Hello! Still waiting.”
I slide out of his arms, opening the living room door as Kai puts sneakers on and goes outside to grab my bags. “Hey.”
Xavier wraps his arms around me without hesitation before jerking back, grinning. “You reek of sex.” He winks. “Naughty girl.” He glances at Kai as he comes back inside. “Although, if the hottie was mine, I’d jump his bones the second I got here too.”
Kai flips him the bird. “Keep your sexual innuendos for Hunt. He appreciates them more,” he drawls.
“Stop stirring shit,” Sawyer says, appearing behind Xavier.
“How come you’re here?” I ask Xavier.
“Sawyer and I are investigating your father’s childhood. Trying to see if we can find out which orphanage he was in and get the inside track on Mom and Pop,” he explains. “I’ll crash here for a few days until my flight.” All the guys are going home for Christmas. Kai refuses to go to his father’s house, so he’s going to Sawyer’s place for a few days.
“Great. Hopefully, there might be something there, because he’s very cagey when the subject of his past crops up.”
Sawyer looks at me. “You get away okay?”
“Yep.” I brush past them into the living room, flopping down onto the couch. “I told Mrs. Barron I was going out of town to purchase a special wedding present for Charlie and swore her to secrecy, claiming I wanted it to be a surprise.” Kai scowls like he always does when mention of Charlie or the wedding arises. Not that I blame him. He’s handling it far better than I would if the roles were reversed.
“I think this is yours,” Jackson says, looming over me and holding out his hand. A piece of flimsy lace wafts through the air as he lets go of a scrap from my panties.
I send daggers at Kai, and he chuckles.
“Your screams were so loud I thought he was killing you,” Jackson adds, his voice slurring a little.
“Lauder.” Kai’s good humor evaporates, and he pins his friend with a warning look.
Jackson smirks, taking a puff of his blunt. “If you don’t want us commenting, don’t fuck her in public.”
Kai’s fists knot at his sides, and I’m expecting him to take a chunk out of Jackson, but he ignores him, focusing his gaze on me. “Are you hungry?”
“I could eat.”
He holds out his arm, and I take his hand, letting him pull me up and lead me away.
“Why is he drunk and high at lunchtime on a Wednesday?” I ask as we walk toward the kitchen, lowering my voice so the others don’t hear.
“Today is the anniversary of his sister’s death. It’s not a good day for him.”
“Oh.” I’m deep in thought as Kai steers me into the kitchen, lifting me up and placing my butt on the island unit. “We should do something to try to distract him.”
“Like what?” Kai asks, bending down as he opens the refrigerator.
I shamelessly ogle his ass as he plucks items from the fridge. “I could make homemade pizzas, and we could watch some funny movies, maybe?” We can’t go out, in case someone sees me with them, and it’s like the frigging Arctic outside, so shooting some hoops or going swimming is out, leaving few options.
Kai shuts the refrigerator with his hip, bringing several packages over to the counter and dumping them beside me. He spreads my legs, positions himself between them, and wraps his arms around my neck, smirking. “Were you just checking out my ass?”
“Guilty.” I grin, resting my hands on his shoulders. “You know you have a fucking amazing ass. I won’t pass up an opportunity to drool.”
He smiles, hauling me against his chest and hugging me. I rest my head on his shoulder, feeling unbelievably content. “I love that you’re back here,” he says, running his fingers through my hair. “I wish I could wake up beside you every day like before.”
I ease back, cupping his face. “I wish that too.” I peck his lips. “And we’ll have that again. It’s the only thing keeping me going.”
I make a variety of homemade pizzas while Kai argues with Xavier over which movies to watch. Sawyer has to basically bribe Jackson into coming out of his room to join us.
The atmosphere is tense and conversation feels forced, because it’s obvious Jackson is in a bad place. He’s sprawled across one couch, smoking a joint while sipping on a beer. I force a few slices of pizza on him, hoping the food will soak up some weed and booze.
Kai and I called dibs on the other couch, while Sawyer and Xavier occupy the two leather recliners. They bitch and argue nonstop during the movie like an ol
d married couple, and the thought brings a smile to my face. “What are you thinking?” Kai whispers in my ear, running his fingers up and down my arm, sending a flurry of tingles cascading all over my body.
He’s spooning me from behind, and I can feel the evidence of his arousal digging into my ass. “We should set them up,” I whisper back, subtly nodding in their direction.
“I’m not getting involved in that shit, and neither are you.” He grasps my hips, pulling them flush with his boner, and heat floods my body.
Feeling eyes on me, I whip my head around, meeting Jackson’s dark gaze. His eyes drift to my chest and lower, to where Kai has a firm grip on my pelvis. Weird tension crackles in the air, and I shift uncomfortably, pulling my eyes from Jackson and refocusing on the movie even though I can’t even remember the name.
“You okay?” Kai whispers.
“Peachy,” I lie.
The odd tension doesn’t leave. If anything, it gets worse, and I feel Jackson’s attention on us even though I avoid looking in his direction.
He’s in a funny mood. Lashing out with crude and hurtful remarks that we all purposely ignore. Deep-seated anger surrounds him like an invisible cloud, emitting hazardous vibes. I know it’s all wrapped up with his sister, but I’ve never seen him like this, and it’s unsettling. I’m used to Jackson being the laid-back flirtatious stoner, and I’m not sure I like this version of him.
When the movie ends and Kai asks if I want to go upstairs, I nod eagerly, keen to exit the toxic energy in the room.
I drop my handbag on the bedside table and my other bag on the floor, shrieking as Kai lifts me from behind, dusting kisses all along my neck and grinding his arousal into my ass. He lifts my dress from behind, prodding my ass with one finger through my tights. “I want to take you here,” he whispers, sliding his finger up and down my ass crack.
I shiver all over. We haven’t done that although he’s voiced his desires previously, and he’s played with my hole during sex which I’ve enjoyed. I don’t know when we’ll be alone again, so I nod. “Okay.”
He spins me around, his eyes dancing with excitement. “You sure?”
I worry my lip between my teeth, smiling shyly at him. “Yeah. I trust you.”
He has me stripped and writhing naked underneath him in next to no time. His magic tongue is doing the most amazing things to my body, and it doesn’t take him long to bring me to orgasm. He flips us around, placing me on his lap. “Ride me, baby.”
I lower myself down over his hard length, moaning loudly as he fills me up. It’s so intense like this, and I like to savor the sensation, bouncing gently on top of him. Of course, that doesn’t last long, and he grips my hips, slamming me up and down on him, urging me to go faster. I oblige, because in the bedroom, Kai is king, and he knows a hundred different ways to make me fall apart in the best way.
He lifts me up off his cock, plunging his fingers into my pussy unexpectedly, pumping his fingers in and out a few times, before situating me back on his cock. I resume the pace he likes, swirling my hips as I slam up and down, grinding my clit on his dick.
His fingers trek around to my ass, and he spreads my cheeks, causing me to whimper in anticipation. He slides one finger into my puckered hole. “Breathe, baby, and relax. Concentrate on riding me, and just relax your muscles.”
I do as he says, groaning at the intense feeling as he pushes his finger in deeper and starts sliding it in and out.
The door slams open, and I scream, halting my movements as I whip my head around. Kai discreetly removes his finger from my butt, and his hips still.
Jackson is standing in the doorway, framed by the light in the hallway behind him. His eyes blaze with need as he takes in the scene before him.
Butterflies scatter in my chest, and I may have stopped breathing. I’m frozen on top of Kai, staring at Jackson as he drinks his fill. His eyes linger on my bare breasts, and his eyes darken with lust. He smooths a hand over the bulge in his sweatpants, and my heart rate accelerates.
Warm fingers brush my face as Kai moves my face around to his. His gorgeous brown eyes are like molten chocolate as he stares at me, watching my pulse beating erratically in my neck and my chest heaving. He runs his hands up my body, roughly kneading my breasts without breaking eye contact. I’m very much aware that Jackson is in the same position in the doorway and that Sawyer or Xavier could come along at any moment.
Kai’s gaze drills into mine, and I suck in a breath as I spot the question in his eyes. My heart thumps wildly behind my rib cage, and my body temperature elevates a few notches. His cock jerks inside me, and I instinctively grind my hips, whimpering as my channel grips his walls. He grabs my chin, bringing my face down closer to his, asking again.
Peering into his eyes, I nod.
He pulls my mouth down to his and kisses me. “You sure?” he whispers over my mouth.
No.
Yes.
I don’t know.
“Yes,” I whisper.
I sit back up on his lap, gently moving my hips and keeping my eyes locked on Kai’s as he turns his head in Jackson’s direction.
“Come in, and lock the door behind you.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
“Ride me, baby,” Kai commands, as the door shuts and I hear the lock being turned. “Show Lauder how good you fuck me.” Kai points at the tub chair in the corner.
Every nerve ending in my body is on high alert as I sense Jackson moving across the room toward the chair.
Kai grips my hips, watching me carefully, and I move up and down on top of him, gyrating my pelvis and taking him deep as I fuck him. Movement from the corner of the room behind me sends shivers of excitement dancing along my spine.
Jackson has watched Kai grope me before, and I’ve seen him jack off previously, but this is the first time we’ve welcomed him into our bedroom as a voyeur. It will most likely be the first and last time, as I know Kai is only doing this because his best friend is in pain and he needs the release.
“You trust me, baby?” Kai asks, still scrutinizing me closely.
I confirm with my eyes, continuing to bounce up and down on top of him as the rustling of clothing dropping to the floor sends liquid lust straight to my core. I grip Kai’s cock tight inside me, causing him to cry out.
“Fuck, baby. That feels so good.”
“What’s she’s doing?” Jackson asks, his voice sounding closer.
“Her cunt is hugging my cock real tight,” Kai confirms, and my pussy clenches as if on cue.
“Fuck him, beautiful. Fuck him hard,” Jackson says, placing the chair at the side of the bed where he has a better view. Kai grabs onto my hips, thrusting up inside me as I move up and down on his cock, my breasts jiggling and shaking with the motion.
Jackson leans back in the chair, spreads his thighs, and grabs hold of his naked erection, pumping his cock in measured strokes as he watches me grind down on top of Kai. A loud moan leaves my lips as so many sensations wash over me.
“Take me into your mouth, baby,” Kai says. “Show him how good you suck cock.”
“Oh my God.” Their dirty talk is turning me into a writhing mess on the bed.
There’s no mistaking the lust-drenched look in Jackson’s gaze as I move off Kai’s cock and kneel in between Kai’s legs. Taking his dick in my hand, I curl my fingers around his impressive length, pumping him from root to tip in a few quick strokes. Guiding his cock into my mouth, I suck him off the way he likes it, running my tongue along the underside before nibbling along the front and pushing into his slit, licking the bead of precum gathered there. Then I take him fully into my mouth, opening wider so he can push in farther, and I slide my lips up and down his hot length.
Kai grabs the back of my head, cursing and moaning as he fucks my mouth while Jackson jerks his cock harder and faster, while his eyes roam my body. I stare at my boyfriend while I blow him, meeting his lust-drenched gaze as he shoves his cock deeper into my mouth.
Kai growls, an
d there’s a popping sound as he pulls his dick from my mouth. “I don’t want to come yet.”
I lie flat on my back as he climbs over me. Jackson is groaning, and the sounds of his hand sliding along his cock elevate my already heated arousal to new heights.
I didn’t think I’d enjoy having someone watch, but I do.
Feeling his eyes on me as Kai thrusts inside me sends an added thrill rushing along my sensitive skin.
Kai sits up straighter, pulling me upright, clasping his hands behind my back and holding me steady as he pumps into me, and it’s so intense at this angle. My hair tumbles over my shoulders as I throw my head back, moaning, while rocking my hips against his. He pulls my lips to his and kisses me deeply. “You okay with this?” he asks, breaking the kiss, and I love that he’s making sure I’m comfortable.
“Are you?” I ask, peering into his eyes.
He nods, and I see the truth staring back at me.
And I get it.
Jackson needs this tonight, and Kai’s being a good friend.
But it’s also about exerting his claim. His control.
Kai is confirming I’m completely his, so Jackson is under no illusion about what we feel for one another.
Kai continues to thrust inside me, kissing along the column of my neck, down to my collarbone, and lower to my tits. He draws one tender nipple into his mouth, sucking on it hard as he pinches and twists my other tit roughly.
It’s the only way I can tolerate him touching them. I bury my emotions behind the pain, and that’s how I want it.
Jackson grunts, and the leather squelches as he moves around in the chair.
Kai pushes me flat on my back again, pivoting his hips and pulling one of my legs up onto his shoulder as he pounds into me. His fingers move to my clit, and he rubs me in jerky motions, sending every cell into my body into a state of heightened bliss as pressure builds.
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