Page 33 of Barefoot Chaos
I slowly shook my head, unable to look away. If I spoke, I'd break the spell, I was sure of it. And never in my life had I wanted something to happen so badly. Thumbs began to move again and I would have rejoiced, if I'd had any strength left in my body. Those shivers turned into full body jolts starting at my core and extending out to my extremities.
Somehow Kai was now towering over me, his hands still gripping my thighs, thumbs dancing up and down my slit, making me lose all thought of anything but the feel of his hands touching my most intimate spot.
I was left unsatisfied and turned on beyond belief as his hands left my thighs and reached up to peel my tank top off. My arms went willingly, but as soon as the cool air hit my skin, I crossed my arms over my body, feeling highly self-conscious. I needed it to be darker. Rolls and wobbly bits and stretch marks were typically overlooked in the darkness. Here was this hot lifeguard, in fantastic physical shape, stroking my body and looking his fill.
Kai grabbed my wrists and brought his lips to mine. The kiss was sweet and innocent before he kicked it up a notch and invaded my mouth, tongues tangling. He was still attacking my mouth when he pulled my arms away from my body, his torso settling on top of me.
"Touch me, Ono," he whispered against my lips before diving in for more.
I didn't need to be told thrice to do something I'd dreamt of doing. I let my hands wander over his shirt, underneath to his warm skin, pushing his shirt up. He broke the kiss to whip the shirt off and throw it to the floor. Then he was back on top of me, kissing the side of my neck. I'd forgotten the luxurious feel of a man's hard body laying skin-to-skin on top of me. The friction of his hard chest against my tender breasts was enough to make me forget about covering myself.
His kisses traveled lower, and my hands couldn't reach his hard ass any longer. I was about to complain when his mouth closed over one nipple, killing any coherent words from tumbling from my lips. Fire shot from my breast to my core, making me gasp and press my hips up into his torso. I looked down and saw his dark hand full with my white breast, thumb back to sweeping across the tip, mimicking the flicking of his tongue on my other breast.
I gripped his head, my hands holding him to my breasts, wanting more friction. He complied, flicking faster, sucking harder. Teeth grazed, the pleasure-pain wrenching a moan out of me. Then he released my nipple from his mouth with a loud pop.
He was breathing hard, his chest heaving, rubbing along my breasts with each inhale. "So I ask again: do you trust me, Hessa?" His voice was nothing like I'd heard before from him; gravely and restrained, the musical quality nowhere to be found in his need.
"Yes. Yes, I trust you." I would say or do just about anything right now, which was also a new feeling for me. Sex was usually such a mechanical undertaking, a way to reach a physical release. We still had clothes on and already I felt more connected to Kai than I'd ever felt with past partners.
"Thank God," Kai breathed. Then he lifted off of me, reaching down to peel my shorts from my legs, baring me completely.
"Could-- Could we turn the lights off first?" I was back to feeling self-conscious in my body, knowing I was far from the bikini clad young things that I was sure threw themselves at him daily at his job. The Beach Squad was helping me accept my body more than before, but I'd need a lot of work before I pranced around naked any time soon.
Kai was sitting back on his heels, eyes roaming up and down my body. "Hell no, woman. I want to see every inch of you. Touch every inch. Kiss every inch. Memorize every inch. It's like your body was made for a man's pleasure. And since I'm the one you trust, I intend to take my pleasure. But I also believe in ladies first. You're going to want to see it all too, so the lights stay on."
I was gobsmacked. Kai wasn't a man to lie, no matter what, so if he said he loved my body, I had to believe he really did. Before I could analyze the situation further, he'd jumped up and started stripping off his shorts. Laces untied, velcro ripped open. Hands pushed down the shorts, dropping them to the floor.
And I thanked Thomas Edison with every cell in my body.
Hell yes, the lightbulbs were staying on. I couldn't take my eyes off the most beautiful erection I'd ever had the pleasure of seeing. It was standing tall, a slight curve leading to a head I was sure my mouth needed to feast on. It bobbed slightly as Kai walked his way over to me. I lifted off the armrest and reached out to grab hold.
Kai pulled back just out of my grasp. "What do you say, Ms. Woodland?"
Sure, I'd play his game. The reward was worth it. "Please?" I looked up at him, begging with my eyes.
He smirked. "It was the impeccable manners that got me. Just so you know."
It was infuriating having your own snark tossed in your face, but I had a gorgeous erection in my face too, so I was willing to overlook it. Kai moved back within reach, letting me finally get my hands on him. I stroked down his length, the baby soft skin a delicious juxtaposition with the hardness underneath.
My mouth opened, tongue snaking out to lick the tip. His taste filled my mouth, urging me to consume more. I held the base while I swirled my tongue over the head, thanking myself for indulging in every ice cream cone over the years. I'd indulged in plenty, as my hips would attest, and my mouth knew exactly what to do with the deliciousness offered up in the form of erection heaven. Kai moaned above me, letting me know he appreciated my ice cream cone skills as well.
I'd barely started when he pulled out of my mouth with a loud hiss. I pouted my lips, probably looking exactly like a kid who'd dropped their cone. One minute delight, the next devastation.
"Ladies first, remember?" Kai was breathing hard again, which made me feel slightly mollified. He reached down and pulled me up off the couch. "Jump up."
My eyes about bugged out of my head. "Pardon?"
"Jump up and put your legs around me. Let's take this into the bedroom where we have more room." He was pulling me into him, hands going under my arms in preparation for the jump that wasn't going to happen.
"Um, no thank you. Let's ambulate instead." There was no way in hell I was jumping on the poor guy. I wanted him fully functioning, not crumbling under the weight of my previous ice cream indulgences. Lights on plus picking me up? Was he trying to hit on all my insecurities in one go?
He tilted his head. "Seriously, Hessa? I carry fully grown men out of the ocean on a daily basis. You think I can't handle carrying you to your bedroom? You're like half my weight."
I scoffed. "Hardly! We probably weigh the same, but that's beside the point. Why not walk since we have perfectly functioning legs?"
"Are we seriously going to argue about this right now?" Kai pressed his body into mine, his erection reacquainting itself with my body. The reminder of that perfect appendage waiting to do wonderful things to me did make our argument seem a little silly.
I sighed. Nothing for it. It had to be done.
