Page 40 of Devilish

“Perfect.” Kai got to his feet, and then shocked me by reaching out and putting his hand on the ruched silk cummerbund.“It looked so silky, I wanted to feel it,” he whispered.

My erection throbbed at the way he was looking at and touching me, and while I knew he wasn’t overtlytryingto come onto me, my poor, confused cock had no clue.

I reached for Kai’s hand and moved it upover my chest, away from temptation.

“Touch me all you like. It’s one of the reasons I spend what I do on clothes. The way they feel against my body.”

He flattened his fingers against my chest and swallowed.

I’d thought letting him touch me there would mean less temptation, but I was wrong. It wouldn’t matter where he put his hands on me, or if he did at all. All he had to do was look at me.

“Feels so good,” he said softly, running his hand down over me. When he brushed over my sensitive nipple, I tensed as the sensation shot straight to my dick. Kai’s eyes flashed up to mine. “I’m sorry?—”

“Don’t be sorry.” I covered his hand with mine. “Trust me, this is more than okay.”

And it was. I loved seeing this side of Kai. He was extremely tactile, seeming to love the feel of different fabrics on his skin as well as on others’. He also seemed to crave the touch of another, which was unexpected, considering everything he’d been through.

I didn’t miss the heat in Kai’s eyes as I dropped my arm and let him continue to peruse. He’d flipped the playbook on me already. Here I thought I’d be sitting back with a drink in hand, watching him enjoy having personal shoppers at his beck and call and trying on the gorgeous clothes, but Kai had surprised me. I never would’ve guessed he’d want to be the voyeur in this scenario, and that was an intriguing development.

“You should get this one,” he said. Soft fingers trailed down the opening of my shirt before he took a step back—and I’d be damned if he wasn’t packing an erection that made my mouth water.

With flushed cheeks, he moved back to sit on his throne, but he was fully aware I’d noticed.

And damn. Just damn.

As he adjusted himself to cover what he had no hope of hiding, he nodded at the all-white ensemble on the rack. “Now how about you try on that one?”

15

KAI

INEEDED TO pick a room in the mansion to store the beautiful clothes I’d walked away with after an epic day of shopping and spa treatments. I chose one with a view of where we’d spent last night, on the cliffs overlooking the sea.

Today had been the most spectacular day of my life. The last twenty-four hours had been like something out of a dream, and as I hugged one of the plush sweaters and fell back on the bed, I tried to think of a way I could say thank you to Lucien.

He’d given me what I longed for: safety and someone who seemed to genuinely care that I existed in the world. I hadn’t done anything to deserve that, but Lucien gave it freely anyway. Because that was just the kind, generous person he was.

Not to mention, the man was seriously hot.

I could admit it. I had to after blatantly ogling him in the dressing room. There was no way to hide the reaction my body had to him, and I knew he’d seen my hard-on.

That was only natural, though, with a man who looked like Lucien, and he knew it. That was why he was so confident. I would be too if I wasthatundeniably sexy. He didn’t hesitate getting naked so I could look at him, not when we’d been lounging by the pool or during today’s fashion show. Thosemirrors did an incredible job of showcasing every angle of Lucien in those tight black boxer briefs, and that wasn’t an image I’d be able to get out of my mind, ever.

Even thinking about it now had my cock stirring. I wondered what it would be like if he slipped those briefs off too. Every inch of him I’d seen was perfect, so tanned and strong, with dark hair across his chest that I wanted to run my fingers through. It’d be the same below his hips?—

With a groan, I tossed the sweater aside and stared up at the ceiling.

I couldn’t remember the last time I’d looked at a man with any kind of desire. I’d been going through the motions for so long that I’d forgotten what it felt like to be turned on. Attracted in such a heady way it took over my body.

Was he feeling the same? Sometimes when he looked at me I thought I could feel it, the same desire that was coursing through me. He’d had every opportunity to act on it, though, so either he didn’t want me that way, or he was being respectful. The latter seemed more like Lucien. And hehadkissed me back the night I cleaned his cuts.

Not to mention I’d woken up this morning in his arms…

I sat up and reached for one of the shopping bags. I hadn’t tried on much at the shop, but there was something out of my comfort zone that I’d gotten that I had a feeling Lucien would enjoy.

An idea evenmoreout of my comfort zone had me heading to the en suite to take a quick shower. A tangle of nerves churned in my stomach as I put on the outfit and studied my reflection in the mirror.

Objectively, I thought I looked pretty good. The material clung to my body like it was made for me, and it showed off just enough skin that Lucien would get a clue I wasn’t wearing it just for me.

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