“Okay,” she said. “But you’ll tell me about them. About what’s happening with my dad?”
“Yeah. London. I’ll give you everything.”
Maybe I hadn’t meant to, but saying those words had more meaning than I intended. There was no going back. Bringing her here… I’d never let her go. And when I gave her everything, she’d know that, too.
I undid my jeans, dragged them down my legs and kicked them aside. I was naked beneath and my cock was hard and ready… more than ready.
I knelt on the bed and straddled her, thighs on either side of her hips. Her breath hitched as I ran a hand up over her abdomen to her breast, cupped it then ran my thumb over the sensitive surface of her nipple. Once. Twice. Then I pinched it before doing the same to the other one.
There was a hint of fear in her and it was something I’d fight to get out of her. I scooted down the bed. Slowly, I dragged her panties down her legs and tossed them on the floor. “Open your legs. I need to taste you again.” She did. “Wider.” I held her ankles, pushed them open more, and then lowered my head.
The first taste of her on my tongue was like sinking into a heated pool of comfort. Fuck. I’d missed her taste, the scent of her. I’d never forgotten the way she made my insides clench with an intense need, a need that became an obsession. Fuck, who was I kidding? She was my obsession before I even fucked her.
I parted her lips with my fingers and suckled her clit while I teased her opening, not entering… not yet.
She lifted her hips. “Kai.”
“Wait. Tonight we take our time. Slow and precise, braveheart. Just like your experiments.” She stiffened beneath me and I’d have none of that. I sucked harder and slid my finger through her wetness before slowly circling the sweet spot.
Her body writhed, eyes closed, lips parted as I relentlessly played, tasted and made her forget everything except what I was doing to her body.
“Kai,” she whispered.
Her back arched, neck exposed, breathing ragged as she panted. I quickened my movements as her legs trembled and closed around my shoulders.
“Come, baby.” My voice vibrated on her sex sending her over the edge.
“Oh, God. Kai. Kai….”
Her body stiffened, hips raised off the bed, thighs shaking violently as she came in my mouth. I pushed two fingers inside her and she screamed with pleasure as she came. She pulsed around my fingers. She pumped onto them and then I slowly brought her back down with a light flick of my tongue.
I raised my head and looked at her face. “Beautiful. Fuckin’ beautiful.”
I’d dreamed about seeing that relaxed, sated expression on her face again. I couldn’t erase what happened to her and I wasn’t going to dwell on what had been done to her body. The men who had touched her were dead now.
Her hand slipped into my hair and I moved up the bed to settle my cock between her legs. She frowned as I took hold of it and slid it up and down through her wetness.
“Condom, Kai.”
I stilled. “You were checked and your results were clear.” That deepened her frown. I raised my brows and half-grinned. “London, do you think I wouldn’t check into you once Deck took you from the auction. That you never contacted your friends when you came home or went back to school? That you refused to visit your dad at the lab or be near men? That you went to therapy and were on medication that made you spend days in bed? I know everything about you.”
“How?”
Because I had Ernie watching her all the time. Because I couldn’t not know. Despite having to stay away from her, I never let her go. She was part of me whether either of us wanted it. But at that moment, I didn’t want to tell her about Ernie. And I wouldn’t lie so I remained quiet.
“Kai? How did you know?”
Her soft voice drew me away from my thoughts and even my cock wasn’t throbbing anymore. I rolled to the side and stared at the ceiling. “I saw the doctor’s report. Blood tests.”
“But how… that’s confidential.” God, she really had no clue what I was capable of. When I turned my head to look at her, I raised my brows. “Oh.” Yeah, she was smart. Nothing would keep me from finding information I wanted or needed when it came to London.
But there was information I did want regarding Vault and was beginning to quietly check. Location of the farm, the anonymous member of Vault and what the fuck was in the drug London’s father developed. Those three answers had power and I wanted them.
“We still need a condom,” she said.