Wrapping her legs around his lean waist, Lulu pulled him deeper into her, urging him to go faster. Fuck her harder. Her need for him was overwhelming in a way she’d never experienced before.
Her nails dug into his back as her breath hitched with each thrust. The scent of passion filled the air, mingling with the aroma of chocolate still lingering on their damp flesh.
Their skin slid against each other, creating a symphony of wet sounds that echoed throughout the small kitchen. This was no dainty coming together - clean, neat, and tidy. It was raw and animalistic, a little dirty like real life. They pawed at each other like there was no tomorrow.
Life was uncertain, right? Perhaps they had this moment and this moment only.
Lulu wanted to scream at the top of her lungs to fuck her harder, faster. She wanted to feel him more deeply than she’d ever felt anyone ever before. All she could, however, was chant his name over and over again as she moved closer to her orgasm.
She was so close it was infuriating. She could almost reach out and physically touch her climax, just shimmering right before her eyes.
He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered,
"Come for me,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. "Let go."
Lulu's body arched beneath him as she felt the waves of pleasure building up inside her, far more powerful than ever before.
"I need you."
Kai wasted no time. He increased his pace, thrusting deeper and faster into her now. The kitchen counter creaked under their weight, but they paid it no mind. All that mattered was the feeling of his hard body against hers, the way their sweat mingled, and their hearts pounded in unison.
Her orgasm hit her only moments before his own. She clung to him like a life preserver in a storm, the waves coming from all directions and threatening to pull her under with their force. Her vision spun and white lights sparkled in front of her eyes, the pleasure so intense it was almost painful. Yet, she never wanted it to end.
It did, of course, leaving them wrung out, breathless, and giggling at the mess they’d made of the kitchen. The ice cream had melted, whether from the heat of their coupling or the ambient temperature in the room, she couldn’t have said. They were both sticky from sweat, chocolate, and more.
“I love you,” Kai said, pressing soft kisses to her shoulder. “I know I should probably play it cool and pretend, but it’s not who I am. I just love you. Is that okay? You don’t have to say it back or anything.”
If there was ever a perfect moment, it was now with this man. Her heart had sped up even faster at his bold statement, but she was glad that he’d thrown caution to the wind. It wasn’t his usual behavior. He’d told her that himself. But if he could be brave and impetuous, then she could, too.
“I love you,” she said, her voice a mere whisper. “I’m willing to take a chance on us if you are.”
Their kiss sealed the deal. They were a couple. A team. Fools in love.
“I think we need a shower,” Kai chuckled, pressing a chaste kiss to her forehead. “And then we need to clean the kitchen.”
“I would step down from the counter, but I’m pretty sure my legs would give out,” Lulu confessed. “And yes, a scrub down is in order.”
Lulu had given in to spontaneity once again, but she didn’t have the heart to be sorry about it. Not when it was this pleasurable. Besides, no one had been hurt.
No one but she and Kai needed to know.
And she’d never look at a kitchen counter the same again.
22
The drive back to Harper had Lulu’s mind going a mile a minute. She wanted to talk to Kai about what had been weighing on her mind. Was it too soon after they’d said theirI love yous? Was there a polite standard waiting period after vowing love before burdening your partner with your doubts?
If there was, she was about to make Emily Post extremely upset.
“I’m ready to talk about it,” Lulu said before she could lose her nerve. She truly wanted to hear what Kai had to say about this. “I’m not so sure that Allie Baker is guilty. I have some doubts.”
If Kai was shocked, he didn’t act like it. He nodded in acknowledgment of her words before replying.
“I know that you thought the DA was jumping into arresting her a bit too quick. What are you thinking about this?”
He hadn’t told her she was crazy or not thinking things through. He hadn’t told her to take the win and move on.
“I know in a big way it makes sense,” she explained. “Allie had a motive, she had an opportunity, and the murder weapon was found in her apartment.”