Page 4 of Strike Out

Except every time I closed my eyes, it was Kai’s face I saw. His voice I craved.

Not Steve’s.

“Hey, Princess. You sounded pretty wasted already, so being the good big brother I am, I thought I’d come and make sure you stayed safe. Don’t worry, I’ll watch from over here.” Kai puts down a couple of bills and grabs the two drinks from the bar, handing one to me.

I smile and take a sip.It’s water with lime.I purse my lips at him and the asshole just smiles as he takes a drink of something nearly identical.

“You know this is missing something.”

“Is it?” He reaches for the glass and takes a drink, probably thinking I got alcohol too. When the water hits his tongue, he narrows his eyes and I make my move to steal his glass and shoot the rest of it.

Instant regret.

The tequila burns the whole way down, and I have no chaser. My glass of water had a lime in it, so I snatch the glass from him as my mouth salivates, and the lime is gone. “What the fuc—” I look up at Kai and he has the wedge of lime between his teeth. “Malakai,” I growl, trying not to heave.

He stands there, silent, but his eyes do all the talking. As if they are saying, “Come and take it. You know you want it, need it.”

My hand trembles as I hold it out, waiting for him to drop it into my open palm. Kai shakes his head, and I let out a sigh, tilting my chin up, exposing my throat as I open my mouth and wait. My eyes go wide, Kai takes the wedge, sucks the juice from it, grabs me by my throat and spits it into my open mouth.

“Swallow it, Princess. Don’t let it go to waste.”

The heat that’s burning in my core is unreal right now. I don’t know if it’s all the alcohol or the combination of years ofsexual repression when it comes to him, but I’m seconds away from dragging him into the alley and letting him have his way with me. I swallow and open my mouth back up, just to show him.

Kai leans down and his lips ghost over my ear, and my skin tingles, leaving goosebumps all over my arms. “Come dance with me, little sister.”

“Don’t call me that, Kai. You’re only two months older than me.” I roll my eyes and he grabs my hand, dragging me to the dance floor.

“Never stopped you from calling me your big brother when we were kids.” He spins me around and pulls my ass into his groin. “What’s changed?”

My brain short circuits and my eyes lock on his hands, caressing the bare skin of my thighs. “Umm, I… dunno. Us. We’ve changed.” His fingers inch under the skirt of my dress and they get dangerously close to the apex of my thighs. I close my eyes and get lost in the feeling of his touch.

Something I’ve only ever dreamed of.

I never want this to end.

I shift and push my ass harder into his hard cock and sway my hips with the beat of the music. The vibration from his groan in my ear has me panting, waiting for him to make his move. I know he wants to touch me and even though I know that it’s wrong, nothing has ever felt as right as his hands on me.

“Touch me, Kai. I want you to.”

“Tsk tsk tsk, my slutty little sister. All hot and bothered and wanting her big brother’s cock.”

Why lie at this point?He knows I want him and I know he wants me.

“Yes.” I press into him as the song changes and I reach my arm up and wrap it around his neck, tugging him down more. “Fuck me, Kai.”

“If I say yes, I want to do it my way and you don’t get to have a say in how I fuck you.” I don’t know how to take that and for a moment I hesitate. What does that even mean?Would he hurt me? Share me with someone else?Does Malakai resent me for saying no all those years ago and now he wants to use this to get back at me?

“Kai.” I caress the back of his neck. “You’re not going to hurt me, are you?”

“Not like you’re thinking, Princess.” His right hand comes up my stomach and wraps around my throat, turning my head to the side so that I can look into his eyes. “You’re mine, Isla. My girl. My sister. My little whore. I’ve got years of fucking you I missed out on, and now that I’ve got you,” he licks my lower lip, then bites down just hard enough to make me wince. “I’ve got some catching up to do. So I want you to give yourself to me. Let me have complete control.”

Kai’s lips press against mine, soft but assertive, leading me down to the very pits of Hell, where I’m sure we’re both headed after I give in to this.Because I know I’m going to say yes. “Okay,” I whimper against his lips. “Complete control. I’m all yours.”

He presses a firm kiss to my mouth and pulls back with a smile on his face. “My good little whore. Now, go to the bathroom and take your panties off. Then you’re going to put them in my pocket when you come out. If you do this, that’s my green light. I’ll be waiting outside.” With his hand on my lower back, we leave the dance floor and head toward the bathrooms.

Inside a stall, I quickly take my thong off, and it’s soaked.Well, it’s not like he didn’t know what he was doing getting me all wound up.

Do I want this?

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