Page 183 of Runaway Hearts: Seduced by Danger

While I try to get back to the living, Kai takes a condom from his bag. But before he can use it, I grab it from him and push him down onto the bed. My face turns vermilion with embarrassment, but I don’t care.

Kai looks at me feverishly, and I want to enjoy it. I sit on his lap, trying not to overthink what I’m about to do.

He takes over and sits under me. The crimson of my cheeks isn’t just the fruit of his mouth between my thighs. I feel incredibly self-conscious about my idea, but Kai kisses me greedily and runs his hands along the curve of my spine.

His lips trail up to my neck, and he sucks the skin while moaning. Then, he takes one breast to lick it while he plays with his fingers with the other.

Okay. I can do this.

I grab his dick, hard and waiting between us, and apply a generous pumping motion. Kai sits still, his mouth open on my shoulder, his skin shivering, his irregular breathing, his fingers embedded in my ass as if holding onto dear life.

I can’t believe I have that much effect on such a man. I tear the envelope and unroll the condom over him.

Kai grabs a pillow and puts it behind him, neither sitting nor lying down. I close my eyes for two seconds, the time to refocus.

“Fuck... I need you.” His voice is low, and his eyes are as blazing as his cheeks.

For me.

His hands on my hips encourage me to do what I want. With a nervous gasp, I position myself on top. His eyes are completely disjointed. I see only the pupil with the sun’s reflection piercing the thin curtains. With his lips parted, his breath short and dry, hands trembling on my ass, everything from him begs me to fuck him silly.

And that’s exactly what I intend to do.

“Please, love,” Kai breathes as I hover above him, teasing. “Do it.”

I never thought I’d have so much power over someone. It’s incredible.

He could have easily said, “Use me,” which would have had the same effect on me.

I lower myself onto him; his fingers tighten around my hips even more. I had forgotten how much I loved his cock. So hot, so thick, so tense. I’m mesmerized by my lover’s condition.

His breathing is labored. He even closed his eyes. I can’t restrain a complaint of pure pleasure from flying out of my mouth when I reach the maximum. I come to move, but his grip nails me motionless.

“Give me a few seconds, fuck,” Kai stammers.

And there, I notice his upper lip tic.

“Why?” I ask.

“I don’t want to burst right away.”

Seriously? The mere sensation of my body around him is enough to do that. I laugh and move my hips.

Curses fly out as he tries to slow me down, but I’m not having it. With a slap, I remove his hands from my ass.

I’m the one who leads this game.

He emits a low growl and fixes his stare directly on me. I fear what I see in there. Kai seems just as eager for my newfound power as I am. He leans forward to kiss me, but I push him away. My hand rests on his stomach for balance while the other holds onto his uninjured thigh as I give myself over to him.

The intense pleasure slows me a little because I’ve never been on top. Eric didn’t want to because it wasn’t rough enough.

A glance at Kai’s closed eyes, his abs twitching with each descent, his hands clenching into the sheets, and I know that’s not the case for him. I burst out laughing again, but it sounds more like a long satisfaction complaint.

Riding him, I have control. I thought he’d watch me fucking him. His eyes are closed, his mouth open with pleasure, and his jerky breath comes out in tiny puffs.

“Open your eyes, Kai.”

“If I look at you, I won’t last.” Even his words have trouble coming out. Kai belongs to me entirely.

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