Page 32 of Rekindled

"Kai—"

"Shh, baby," he whispered on me and my body temperature rose another degree.

His fingers were at the side of my jumpsuit, slowly unzipping the outfit. The fabric loosened at my shoulders as his mouth transitioned from giving my neck kisses to now sucking on the thin skin.

That's what I loved about him. I was sure he'd never seen this jumpsuit, but somehow he'd figured out how to undo its intricate hold.

His eyes were on mine when he lifted his hands to my shoulders to brush the top of the jumpsuit down my arms. The second he came face to face with my breasts in my bra, he glanced up at me.

"You're still a work of art."

I blushed.

"Do you have any idea how much I've missed you?"

I stared down at him, my eyes darting along his face. I shook my head slowly in response.

He scooted to the edge of the couch, wrapping his hulking hands around each of my thighs.

"Terribly," he admitted as he stood with me in his arms.

Those tears that had been welling in my eyes finally escaped. I wrapped my forearms around Kai's neck as he, the man who still had my heart, carried me off of the deck, through the doors of the cabin and finally into the dimly lit guest bedroom.

Inside, he removed my jumpsuit completely. Once I laid on the mattress, covered in winter white quilted sheets and a down comforter, wearing only my black bra and panties, Kai stood there for a moment observing me. His eyes moved all over me as if he were re-learning me.

I propped myself up by my elbows and stared back up at him. His lids were heavy, lips parted so he could breathe through them. I smiled at the look, familiar with it. He was going to rock every part of my world tonight.

"Anything look different?" I teased.

A devilish smirk tugged at his lips as he pulled at the hem of his cashmere sweater, lifting it over his head and removing it.

I dipped my chin at the sight of him shirtless. Kai has always maintained a well stacked physique. Muscled, veined biceps and forearms, cubed abs and an inviting V. But this sight before me had become an improvement on an improvement.

"Damn," I whispered to myself.

He hadn't even bothered with his pants when he dropped to his knees and pulled me to the edge of the bed by my shins. Slid my panties to the side and wedged his lips between my thighs. My back arched the moment his warm mouth made contact. We never did too much talking whenever we were in a room with a bed. Our conversing happened more with our bodies than with words, and that night was no different. In fact, it was a reminder of what I had been missing and wanting ever since Kai left our apartment after our breakup.

I couldn't hold on to those thoughts long enough, because the spikes of pleasure shooting from between my lower lips as Kai circled his tongue around my pink nub rendered me thoughtless. Kai took his time, as always, burying his tongue between my two lips, licking and sucking with such gentle assertiveness. My thighs trembled and the middle of my back bowed over the bed. I cuffed my thighs against his ears and he growled at the move, honing his focus on my clit and not letting up off it until I dropped my head back and gave in to the sweeping sensation of coming. At the tail-end of my orgasm, I collapsed all my body weight onto the bed and laid there boneless, watching through the glassy slit of my eyes as Kai first removed my panties, then stepped out of his leather ankle boots, unbelted then unbuttoned his black slacks, removing them too.

I closed my eyes and moaned in anticipation, arching my back off the bed like a cat in heat, and he groaned at the sight. Kai stood over me to drag the tip of his finger from my belly button to between my breasts. He was on me soon after, positioning his torso between my thighs. As he ripped the condom opened with his teeth to sheath his erection, I changed positions on him, straddling him.

He obliged as always, sliding the rubber down then wrapping his hands around my waist, assisting me with my mount. And when we reunited again, body to body, for the first time after an entire year of being apart, we both moaned as I sunk down onto every velvet inch of him. I rolled my hips to the song we made with our moans, pressing my fingertips into his shoulder blades as he wrapped his arms around my waist to hang on.

"I feel you, baby," he whispered below me when I pressed myself firmly to his lap. I slid back and forth, creating a rhythm we could both get lost in, feeling as he grew harder inside me.

Our voices ricocheted off the wooden walls and echoed around us as I perfected my waist whines over him. I didn't care if this lasted just one night. If this was just the two of us giving in to the proximity, we had to each other. I needed him, I needed this, and in that moment, that was all that mattered.

Kai turned with me, pulling at the comforter, laying me down on my back and never disconnecting. I opened my eyes to his, and we held our stares as he thrust in and out in no rush.

My lids fluttered, pupils prepared to roll as I neared my end.

"Keep them open, Maven," he whispered over me. Kai gripped me by my right ass cheek and pressed his left hand on the leather headboard above my head for leverage.

I ran my hand up his pecs and stopped at his lips. He kissed each of my fingertips. Kai rocked into me even quicker and my back arched, eyelids growing heavier.

"Watch me, Maven." He bit his bottom lip and groaned over me so deep, I felt his sound reverberate inside of me. In response, I clenched him tight from within. My jaw dropped. Body weighed heavy and laid still as I imploded, watching as Kai bared his teeth, eyes still locked on mine. He never held back, never hid his vulnerability from me, and this was one reason I loved him so much.

Moments later, he dropped his head forward. We both pulled in air through our mouths loudly, chests heaving. He collapsed on top of me and I wrapped my arms around his back and shoulders. We took our breaths together, and the act of breathing as one again was the sweetest, most satisfying release.

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