Page 93 of Runaway Hearts: Seduced by Danger

Kai runs his hand up my thighs, and his fingers curl on the edge of my panties. My hand catches his wrist.

Oh. A part of me isn’t ready yet.

But instead of feeling guilt, there’s pride there because, for once, I can listen to my subconscious and wait. If Kai pressures me, then it’s not meant to be.

But the sexy criminal says, “It’s all good. We can fool around with these on.”

“I’m sorry, I mean I—” Old habits die hard.

“No need to apologize, cutie. There’s no rush.”

His understanding makes my heart swell. I loosen my grip on his wrist, letting him know it’s okay without words.

Kai shifts his focus back to my body, worshiping it with his mouth and hands as if my skin held a secret he was determined to uncover.

After a minute, every inch he covers intensifies the burning sensation within me. Kai is so damn attentive. He moves between my thighs, rolling his hips until an unexpected sound escapes from my mouth.

He smiles against my neck before repeating the action, which draws another surprised noise from me, making him burst into laughter between my breasts. “Damn. You’re so responsive.”

Yeah, I don’t know where it comes from.

My fingers tangle in his hair as I surrender to the powerful sensations against my core. A simple dry hump has never turned me on so much before. Right now, everything else pales into insignificance except for this overwhelming desire coursing through every part of me.

But he knows exactly how to prolong this delicious torture until it becomes unbearable. There’s just enough pressure to maintain my intimacy in a fuzzy bliss but not enough to make me burst. Words are irrelevant. A whistle sneaks out from my lips.

Nothing has ever been so good. Never came twice, either.

But I’m being selfish.

My attention zooms on Kai and the hard dick trapped in his boxer briefs.

A wicked grin spreads across my lips as I match the rhythm of his thrusts with my hips, savoring every sensation.

Maybe I can’t have two orgasms, but he has yet to climax once. I push myself harder until I can taste the colors of the rainbow dancing behind my eyes.

Fucking delicious.

“Too much… I won’t last,” he warns between ragged breaths.

Kai’s breathing hastens to a frantic point until his hips suddenly come to a standstill. “Ah... fuck... Marianne,” he cries out.

With this newfound control over him, I want to drive him wild and make him lose himself completely.

“So what?” I reply.

A slow groan spills from his lips, his resolve melting under my touch.

His eyes, hooded with want, fix on mine. “You want me to come in my underwear like some inexperienced teenager?” His voice is laced with arousal and playful defiance.

Aww. Cute.

I can’t resist this. His parted lips, stiff muscles, and labored breathing only fuel my confidence. For once, I’m in control of this naughty game we’re indulging in.

“Yes, baby.”Ruin those tight boxers for me.

As I trace the ink on his arm, my hands roam, bold and daring.

Kai grits his teeth, gripping my waist as though he could maintain his self-control by simply holding me tighter. But I can sense the rapid pulse beneath my palms, the undeniable tension coiling within him.

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