But. The Kai who stared down at me a breath later knew nothing about softness or hesitation.
This Kai held himself like a powerful king, but his expression belonged to a man of the shadows. Dark and authoritative. Eyes aglow with lust. Piercing and wicked.
This Kai didn’t like being messed with. But I had done just that.
Maybe I was beginning to regret it…only a little.
“This entire time, Esmeralda,” he said, holding my chin up high so I was looking right at him, “all I wanted was for you to be sure that I cared about you before anything more happened. But did you think holding back didn’t frustrate me too? That it didn’t kill me every time I stopped?”
I sucked in a breath as I felt the first stroke of his fingers up my inner thigh, but when I tried to look, he squeezed my chin, holding me still. “Answer me. Did you consider how I was feeling?”
“No,” I croaked.
His fingers slid higher, blunt nails taunting my skin with embers. “What did you do instead?”
I couldn’t think as his touch skimmed the edge of the cotton right between my legs. “I—I teased you.” I tried to wriggle my hips to get his fingers where I needed him—
Slap.
I heard the light sound snap around us at the same time I felt the sweet sting of it zip up my clit and electrify my belly. My entire body jolted as a choked sound was torn from me.
He glared down at me, velvet dark and threatening. “Don’t. Move.”
“Kai,” I sobbed, clinging onto his wrists to anchor myself.
“Did you like that?” he asked, soothing his thumb over where he had spanked me.
I bit down on my lip hard and nodded. And just as quickly, his fingers came down on my clit again. I mewled in shock. Another, and my thighs shook. Again, and my lungs twisted to knots.
Slap. Slap. Each one harder and meaner.
Slap. Slap. Slap. Each a spiking needle of stinging pleasure that made me cry out and squirm.
Panting heavily, Kai dropped his hand from my chin to my throat, pinning my head back to his shoulder. He soothed the throbbing heat between my thighs with light strokes of his fingers, while his heart slammed against my back as hard as his bulging dick was digging into my arse.
“Are you going to act like a brat again, Esmeralda?” he growled in my ear, his breath assaulting my skin with a rush of prickles. “Are you going to tease me with filthy messages when we’re in a room full of people and then pretend as if you’re not trying to make me hard on purpose?”
I shook my head as much as I could, dazed and teary-eyed. “No—no. I won’t. I won’t—I’m sorry.”
“You’re sorry? Really?” He scoffed. I nodded quickly. “Then prove it, Babble. Show me how sorry you are. Pull your shorts and underwear to the side so I can see your pretty little pussy.”
I quickly went to work to do as he said, hooking two fingers under my shorts and thong and dragging them to the side. Showing myself to the both of us.
Swollen and bare except for a tamed, little triangle of hair, and fucking soaked already.
I was too greedy for his reaction to feel any embarrassment over being the only one exposed.
“Fuck,” he groaned, low and long. Desperate to see his face, I tried to glance up at him, but he growled and tightened his hand on my throat. “No. Keep looking at yourself as I touch you.”
He didn’t have to tell me twice. I watched like a hawk as he slid his middle finger over the swollen bud of nerves at the crest of my sex and down between my wetness. Slow and testing. I went taut as warm pleasure fluttered through my belly.
“You’re so fucking swollen and wet for me,” he said with a sigh as he repeated the same movement.
His mouth landed on my neck, licking and kissing, as he rubbed my clit with more pressure. I moaned loudly as the sensations fused inside me and curled my free hand back to find purchase on his hair.
Without warning, he pushed a broad finger inside me, and my mouth opened on a silent sound.
“So tight, Babble,” Kai groaned thickly as he dragged his finger slowly out. “So sweet.” And pushed further in. “So beautiful.” Out. “So perfect.” In. “You’re perfect, Esmeralda.” Out.