I’m not afraid of him, yet I quiver inside. And I quickly realize… It’s the idea in my brain that makes me nervous, sending shivers down my back and pushing tingles down my legs.
He slides his hand to my neck before palming the back of my hair, and my shoulders are completely covered in goosebumps.
“I’ll fuck you slowly…” he says, stopping short as if there was something else to say.
It sounds like there was something else.
Something like… ‘I know you like it that way.’
Although I’m sure I’m not the only one who likes it that way, so I’m probably overthinking it.
But then again…
The idea that he knows things about me turns me on.
It’s probably only words, a pickup line, but my brain responds, sending instructions to my body. I get warm, and my grip on the sheet softens quite a bit.
Even more so when the beautiful stranger slides his hand to mine, unglues my fingers from the fabric, and peels it away from me.
The sheet falls to my lap and crinkles around my hips when he touches my chin again and tips it up.
I’m naked down to my sex when he looks into my eyes.
“Let’s do this… I’ll fuck you. They watch. And then I’ll leave and let the four of you enjoy the festivities without me. You have the yacht at your disposition the entire night and day if you wish. What say you?”
“Um…”
He tilts his head to the side, flashing a faint grin for me.
“Yes?” he murmurs.
“We’ll, um…”
My throat refuses to open so I can speak.
Without waiting, he looks down and tears the sheet away from me, revealing my entire body.
Sitting on my knees, my butt resting on my heels, my hair draped over my chest and shoulders, I stare at him.
“She’s beautiful,” he says, looking straight at my folds, a wolfish grin in his eyes.
“Raven?”
Kai’s voice jolts me out of my paralysis.
I look at him.
Our eyes meet, connecting more profoundly, more meaningfully than before. He needs to communicate like that with me, while I need to get untethered from him.
‘It’s all about pleasure,’ his eyes say, and as always, it’s about my pleasure.
Although their pleasure is a close second.
Loving each other would make this impossible.
Truly loving each other would make me run out of this room. I wouldn’t be here in the first place.
If this is another test, and it is, it removes the possibility of feelings.