Page 136 of Runaway Hearts: Seduced by Danger

“I’ve lost my mind over you,” he murmurs, voice rough with desire.

He sits between my legs, hand tracing my spine before gripping firmly onto my ass cheeks. He massages them with reverence before replacing his hands with his mouth. I moan as his saliva drips between my legs, soaking me in his hunger.

The bed dips; his lips brush over the small of my back and along the ridges of my spine. Each touch ignites sparks that ripple outward.

My breathing shallows.

The room feels warmer and smaller, as if there’s no world beyond our entangled sheets.

I’ve never had such an erotic experience.

Kai’s movements are deliberate. Every touch seems to both question and answer an unspoken longing within me.

“I’m so fucking lucky…”

His words unlock something deep within, and my body responds with a hunger I’ve never known, yearning for the man whose touch feels like freedom.

He puts a tender kiss on my shoulder blade while his fingers glide between my thighs, testing, teasing. And then, he flips me around again, his mouth already devouring my breasts, his hands learning the pleasure map written on me in a code only he seems to understand.

My hands explore his strong shoulders, feeling the strength beneath his skin. He moves downwards, lips and tongue drawing a path until he reaches my navel.

Meeting my eyes, a mischievous spark in his promises wicked pleasures.

He grazes his teeth on my hip bone, swirling his tongue around before trailing lower, leaving a searing path of heat that pools between my thighs.

I squirm beneath him. “Kai…” I moan, clutching the sheets for an anchor to tether me to reality slipping by.

His hands are everywhere, touching, teasing, claiming me as his own in the most primal way. It’s mind-blowing.

My fingers sink into his hair, and a yelp escapes me when he gives a kiss to my pussy.

“Oh, god.”

Heat surges through my veins, a firestorm sparked by each stroke of his tongue. His gaze is intense as he worships me with a fervor that shatters any lingering restraint.

The walls echo the sound of my moans falling around us, but it’s his name that fills the room, pulled from my lips with every lap of his tongue. My world narrows to the sensation of pleasure building, spiraling downward.

His hands grip my hips, steadying as tremors begin to take hold. He looks up at me, but I’m so deep in my pleasure, I barely register the satisfaction in his gaze.

Pressure mounts, the exquisite torment driving me toward the edge. Then, with the slick of his tongue just right, the spring snaps, releasing waves of pleasure that crash over me.

Kai’s name is a mantra on my lips as he guides me through a hurricane, his presence in both the storm and the safe harbor.

“Ah, Kai!”

Our eyes lock when I come, connecting us on a deeper level.

Aww… it’s over now.

He slows down after my release and kisses my trembling flesh before claiming my lips. His kiss is intoxicating, a blend of tastes that makes my heart swell with warmth.

Catching my breath, Kai pulls me close, his body a protective barrier against the world. “That was one.”

The rapid beat of his heart drums against my spine.

“Care for another?” He nibbles my ear.

“Already?” I breathe.

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