“Do you want me to let you come?”

He had me held still, but I still attempted a nod. “Please. Please, Sir. I want to come—let me come.”

His lashes fell shut for a second as he moaned, then he lowered his mouth over mine. “Be a good girl and stick your tongue out for me.”

He loosened his grip on my cheeks, and I took the chance to stick my tongue out. I thought he was going to spit in my mouth or shove his fingers to the back of my throat. I wanted both. I wouldn’t have minded either. But what he did was even hotter.

Kai stuck his tongue out and shamelessly licked across mine. A full-on, filthy lick, not tasting me but possessing me before sucking my tongue into his mouth for a dirty kiss. I moaned as my pulsing pussy clenched around nothing, and he groaned, deep and lusty, pressing me ever closer to him.

“Wrap your arms around my neck, Babble. Let’s make you come.”

“Yes, Sir.”

A wobbly curl touched my mouth as I snaked both my arms around his shoulders, but it fell away on a sigh when he pushed back into me. Then his arms were sliding under my thighs, his fingers digging into my arse cheeks as he picked me up off the wooden surface. The new position was bliss, my clit rubbing right against the hot, damp skin on his exposed washboard belly.

“Oh, fuck.” My entire body shuddered as he lifted me higher and pulled his hips back.

I knew what was coming. The lack of mercy in his eyes told me what he planned. But nothing could have prepared me for the way he dragged me down and thrust forward at the same time.

I swear it felt like he was hitting my stomach. So deep and so good, no sound could come out of my gaping mouth. Again and again and again. Grinding my clit against him so perfectly all the while.

My orgasm rose, coiled, and tightened in my belly at the speed of light.

“Fuck,” I sobbed, pulling on the hair at the back of his head as I rode his thrusts. “Please. I’m going to come—say I can come. Please, Kai—Sir.”

“Come, Babble,” he spat through gritted teeth. “Fucking come for me.”

Every noise lifting from our sweaty, thrusting bodies grew louder as we chased my orgasm. The slap of skin against skin, his groaning, my panting. And then the trainwreck of my climax hit me.

I tensed right down to my toes as my lungs shattered on a scream. Blinding heat flew through me in every direction and forget white, I blacked out for a second. Before Kai’s roar dragged me back to consciousness as he came in hard, erratic jerks inside me.

My body burned and tingled and quaked as I clung to him, and he drooped into my arms. We passed a long, panting minute just like that before either of us had the energy to move or speak.

“Are you okay?” Kai rasped into my ear as he slid his hands up my back and circled his arms around me, hugging me close.

“Hmm,” I hummed tiredly, dropping my forehead against his damp cheek. “I am—I—”

“Shh.” His softening length slipped out of me as he lifted me closer. “There’s no need to say anything. Just relax and take deep breaths. That was—that was intense, I…I hope no one heard us.”

A weak giggle fluttered from my mouth. “That was. You can put me down if you’re—”

“No, I’m fine.” He buried his face in my hair.

“But—”

“Shh, I have you. I have you, Esmeralda. Don’t worry about me. I only need you to close your eyes and rest for a moment. And I will keep you in my arms.” He landed a kiss to the side of my head.

With an acquiescing lift of my chin, I nuzzled closer to him, melting into the enclosing warmth of his big, sturdy body as he lulled my reeling mind to stillness. The earthy undertone of his perspiration mixed with the enchanting sweetness of his cologne cleansed my lungs. I basked in the kisses he pressed to my hair until I lifted my head and offered him my forehead for the same soothing treatment.

I had never felt so relaxed and protected in my life, and I would never have disturbed the perfect quiet we were sharing if I hadn’t felt the tell-tale ooze between my sticky thighs.

Heat fanned through my cheeks as an awkwardly amused smile lifted my mouth. “Kai.”

His cheek shifted against my forehead. “Hmm?”

“Can you uh, move my thong back into place before your cum really does drip down my legs?”

I felt his body turn to stone for a second before, “Shit, I—” He carefully lowered me onto the edge of the wooden surface again and untangled himself from my limbs. Yanking his jeans back up to his toned arse, he rummaged through his back pocket and pulled out a neatly folded tissue.