Page 44 of Kalix
“No…” Shaking my head and leaning forward, he pulls me back into him, “No. I don’t want to know any details.”
He lifts his hand to turn my chin toward him, “Okay. It’s okay. We don’t have to get into it.”
A soft smile replaces the concern on my face. “Thank you,” I whisper. He gently rubs his nose against mine, the metal from his piercing cooling my skin, before placing a soft kiss to my lips.
“No need to thank me. When it comes to you, I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe.” He breathesacross my mouth. My stomach growls at the same time, making us both laugh. “Alright, I’ll feed you. But first…” He leans back, unzips his leather jacket, and pulls it off. Digging in a pocket, he pulls out a joint, holding it between his fingertips.
Another smile spreads across my face, “You’re something, you know that?”
His smile mirrors mine and his brows lift, “In a good way, though, right?”
I chuckle and shrug, teasing him.
He squints at me as he pulls a lighter out of his pocket. He places the butt to his lips and cups his other hand around the end as he lights it. Once it’s lit, he pockets the lighter and takes a long hit. He holds it in and leans forward, his mouth millimeters away from mine. I part my lips, he blows the smoke in, and I inhale. When I blow out with a cough, he chuckles.
I shove at his leg playfully as he puts Mary out. His fingers skate my sides, tickling me. Getting into a fit of giggles so bad that I feel like I’m going to pass out. “Stop, stop.” I say, laughing, and he stops.
“The little rabbit is ticklish, I see.” He reaches into the bag and digs out chips and sour cream.
I pause, “Uh, Kalix. Are these the snacks you got yesterday for the library?”
I scoot forward and turn towards him so he can open the bag of chips. “Yep. Why?”
I cringe, scrunching my nose, “That sour cream isn’t good anymore.”
He picks it up and pulls the lid off. Then goes topull the film off. “So, fun fact about me. I can’t stand a hot drink, so Reed, being the MacGyver that he is, put a cooler in the storage compartment of my bike.”
Well, that’s interesting. “I—uh. Wow. Well, that’s pretty cool.”
“Definitely comes in handy.” He dips a chip in the sour cream and stirs it before placing it in front of my lips. I take a bite and groan in pleasure.
“Careful.” His voice is gravely.
I chew and swallow before responding, “Why?”
His gaze trails to my lips, making my core heat, “You need the rest, but if you keep making noises like that, I’ll have to do something about it.”
Goosebumps skate across my skin. I reach into the bag for another chip, then dip it in the sour cream. Just like he did, I place it in front of his lips and the corner of his mouth tilts before he takes the whole thing in his mouth. His eyes never leave mine as he swallows.
Despite him saying I need rest, I don’t want it. What I need is him. And I need him right now. My pussy clenches as the words fall from my mouth, “Kalix, I need you.”
I watch as his chest rises and falls. “Baby, you need a break. You’ve been through a lot?—”
I shake my head vigorously as I rise from my knees and peel my shirt off. I throw it on the ground beside him. “I don’t give a fuck about any of that.” I unbutton my pants before pushing them down my legs and kicking them off to the side, leaving me in nothing but my bra and underwear.
Stepping in between his legs, he runs his hands up my thighs, massaging as he goes. Looking up at me, his eyes darken, “Are you sure?”
“Yes. Now get up and fuck me.” I breathe out surprising myself at how easy it was to say that.
I don’t have to ask him again, he’s up within seconds, taking his shirt off. All of his beautiful ink on display. I run my fingers over the bunny he got for me, making goosebumps break out over his skin.
I bite my bottom lip and waste no time letting him out of the confines of his pants. His thick cock springs free, making my mouth water. But he has other plans, because he lifts me and I wrap my legs around his waist. I thread my hands through his hair as he moves to straddle the bike.
Surely he can’t think this is a good idea. “Oh my god. We are going to fall over.”
“Shhh…” he says as he places wet kisses to my collar bone, making me moan. “You trust me, right?” he asks, looking up at me, and I nod slowly. “Right, so I’m not going to let anything happen to you. Let me make you feel good.”
He reaches a hand between us and pushes my panties to the side with his thumb. Massaging a circle over my nub he says, “You know this is mine, right?” When I don’t respond, he stops his movements and tilts his head. “Lainey...”
