I’m doing my best not to think about what happens now. I want to live in this moment with Kai for just a little bit longer. I’ll think about what is going to happen in the future and how I’m going to tell Clara what happened later.
“I could use a shower, though,” I say as I brush more sand from my hair.
“The hotel is only a few miles away. We can drive over there and get cleaned up. Check out isn’t until noon,” he says, glancing at his phone.
“Perfect.”
I rest my head on his shoulder as the ferry makes the next stop. We’re the only ones left on the boat as we turn to head back to the mainland.
Kai is playing with my fingers, his calloused hand wrapped tight around mine, and I smile. It’s so easy being with him. It feels so natural, just like breathing.
I wonder what my parents would say about him.
I push that thought away. I don’t need to think about them right now.
Kai takes my hand as we climb off the boat. I let him lead me over to his truck and smile when he helps boost me in.
“I could have done it myself,” I remind him, and he grins at me.
“I’m not missing a chance to touch you. Besides, wouldn’t want you bending over too far and flashing everyone,” he says with a wicked grin. I gasp, swatting his arm.
“Where are my panties?” I hiss at him, but he just closes the door and jogs around to the other side.
“Let’s get you cleaned up.”
I can’t quite stop my smile as we back out of the parking spot and head toward the center of town.
Fifteen minutes later, we’re inside a lavish hotel room with a killer view. Kai asked about the honeymoon suite, knowing it would be empty since the happy couple isn’t so happy anymore. I told him not to, but he upgraded us anyway.
Kai steps up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist as I look out the big picture window in our room. I lean against him, sighing when his hands start roaming up my torso, cupping my breasts and kneading my sensitive flesh.
I arch my back, pushing my chest further into his hands. How am I so needy after last night? I came a million times, freaking saw God in the constellations as Kai gave me more pleasure than I thought possible.
“Kai,” I moan, not quite sure how to voice my need. “More,” I breathe out, rubbing myself against him.
“I’ve got you, Oakley. I know what you need,” he murmurs, reading my mind. Before I know what’s happening, he lifts me up in his arms and carries me toward the bathroom, kissing me the whole way there.
As soon as he sets me down, Kai turns the water on in the massive, luxurious shower. He helps me inside once we're both naked, his hands trailing down my sides as if he can’t get enough of me. God knows I’ll always be ready for more of him.
“So beautiful,” Kai murmurs, spinning me around to face him. His eyes darken with lust, and another tingly wave of awareness floods through me.
His fingertips follow the streams of water as they pour over my shoulders, my breasts, my torso, my hips, and finally, my throbbing pussy. I moan as his knuckles barely graze my mound before continuing down my inner thighs.
Kai’s other hand wraps around the back of my neck, pulling me in for a punishing kiss. I open up for him, needing to taste and touch and feel him everywhere. He tugs my hair, pulling my head back so he can deepen the kiss. I feel two fingers dip into my slit and start circling my little bundle of nerves in slow, steady strokes.
I grip his biceps, digging my nails in as one finger pushes into my entrance, then two. Kai thrusts his large digits in and out of me, slowly at first, and then faster, faster, faster, grinding his heel down on my clit all while devouring my lips.
Breaking the kiss, I bury my face in between his neck and shoulder as I cry out. I’mrightthere, so close to my much-needed release. He keeps pumping his fingers, twisting and curling them up to rub against my G-spot. Again, again, one more time…
Suddenly, his hand is gone. I nearly fall over at the loss of him, but I regain my composure and glare right at his smug, infuriatingly handsome face. Kai just grins, which makes my pussy clench.
“Not yet, baby girl. Patience.”
With that, he spins me around, my back to his front, and starts massaging me everywhere. I feel his large, calloused hands squeezing my breasts, my hips, my stomach.
His hands trail lower, once again teasing my pussy lips. My clit throbs in time with my heartbeat, begging him to do something about the unbearable ache he’s created.
“Kai…” I moan, wiggling my hips in an attempt to get him to touch me where I need him most.