Now we’ve both got a hold of the knife, our arms shaking as we try to get it out of each other’s grip.
And my fucking throat is like a quarter inch away.
“P-Please,” I pant quietly. “Stop.”
Melissa laughs. “That thing you used to do? That was fucked up.” She laughs again, and Kai takes one hand off the knife.
I guess my new roommate doesn’t hear the rasp of his zipper over her own laughing.
I do.
I hear it. I feel it.
With my underwear back in place, I can feel how wet the fabric is. It says a lot that this is how turned on I get when a guy just lies on top of me for a while.
But it’s not just any guy.
It’s Kai.
And ever since my body knew what lust was, it switches on around him like a fucking lightbulb.
I inch the knife away from my throat while he’s busy dragging his cock out of his jeans. But he presses it right back again as soon as he’s free, letting that hard dick slap down on my belly with the finality of a guillotine.
“I don’t want to try again,” Melissa says quietly. “I’ve moved on. You should, too. Not as if you liked me, anyway.”
It’s useless fighting over the knife. Kai has more strength in one arm than I have in two.
Same can’t be said for his dick.
The sound he makes when I grab it will live rent free in my head for all eternity. A quiet, pained groan vibrating against my ribs. Like I’m sinking his knife hilt-deep into his gut.
His hand wraps around mine.
Warm. Strong. Trembling.
“Yeah?” Melissa murmurs from the bed. “You liked it when I did that?”
There’s this moment where both me and Kai just stop.
Stop moving, stop breathing.
I guess we both realize Melissa’s moments away from having phone sex with whoever the hell is on the other end of that call.
Doesn’t seem to bother Kai.
He drags his hips down, taking my hand with him. And then he pushes up between my legs, the head of his cock nudging against my underwear.
Like I’d make this easy for him, the sick fuck.
I huff out a breath, and he nudges my cheek with his, like he’s telling me to shut the fuck up and take this dick like a good girl.
Melissa giggles. “I kinda liked that too…”
Oh God.
I refuse to let go of him.
And he’s not giving up.