Page 47 of Kalix
My mouth falls open. “Uh, okay. She was just finishing up. You don’t have to be rude.” I scrunch my nose up at him.
He blows out a breath. “Sorry, baby. I was talking to her.” He nods in the artist’s direction and finally gives her his attention. “Can you give me a few minutes with my girl?” he asks her, politely this time.
She nods briefly, “Yeah, sure. I’ll be out in the lobby.” She gives me a smile before heading out thedoor.
I focus back on him and smile. He walks over to me, examining the tattoo on my thigh while I sit in the chair. The ink depicts Kalix’s helmet with his name written in cursive and wildflowers emerging from behind it.
“Lainey, I— is this for me?” His expression revealing an emotion I can’t quite decipher. My smile fades as I sit up in the chair. I’m in my underwear, so the leather material feels warm against my cool skin. I turn so he can stand between my legs.
“Y-yeah. I wanted to show you how much you mean to me.” My hands find his chest as I gaze up at him.
He traces around the edge of the intricate tattoo and says, “Fuck, Little Rabbit. I didn’t think it was possible to want or love you more than I already do.”
My heart thumps when his eyes collide with mine. I give him a soft smile as I whisper, “I love you too.”
His lips descend onto mine as he threads his fingers through my hair at the base of my skull. I moan at the sensation.
His other hand glides up my thigh before his thumb brushes over my moist panties. I quickly release his lips. “Kalix, we can’t do tha?—”
He cuts me off by fusing his mouth back to mine and sliding the wet fabric to the side before sinking two digits in me so easily.
“Oh my god… Kalix.” I breathe out, pulling away again, looking at the wide open door to the booth.
“Shhhh…” he whispers in my ear. “We don’t need an audience.” He glides his fingers in and out of my soaked pussy. With his other hand, he undoes his belt. “Keep your eyes on the door,” he commands. “I don’t feel like cleaning someone’s blood up today.”
Suddenly, the possibility of someone walking in on us is enticing.
I place my hands on his shoulders and keep my eyes on the door as he slips his thick cock into me. “Kalix.” I whisper his name and he flattens his palm over my mouth.
“I’ll make this quick. I need to get you home and in our bed,” he says as he slams into me, fucking me raw just the way he loves it.
I keep my eyes glued to the doorway, my pussy clenching when someone walks by on their phone.
My moan is muffled when my release hits me shortly after, and Kalix stills while he pours himself into me.
He places a wet kiss to my lips, still inside of me. “You’re so fucking pretty when you come.”
You’d think I’d be used to the way he talks to me, but it still makes me blush.
I run my hands through his hair and gasp, remembering he just finished with his, too. “Let me see your tattoo!”
He smirks at me, “I thought you’d never ask.”
He pulls out of me and grips his dick. I flick my gaze between him and his large cock that has black inkon it now. “What is—” I lean closer and tilt my head. “KALIX! OH…. MY …. GOD!” I yell out, then immediately change my tone. “You got my name on your fucking dick?!” I whisper-shout.
“I—” he goes to say something but I talk over him.
“You just got a tattoo on your dick and you fucked me with it… bare!” I jump up from the chair and fumble around to find my shorts.
“So, that’s your limit?” He says blankly.
I freeze with my shorts almost over my thighs, then slowly turn to him. “My limit? What are you—” I pause briefly before yanking the shorts up the rest of the way and buttoning them. Kalix stares at me as I walk up to him and place my hands on both cheeks. “I love you, Kalix. I love that you do crazy shit because of me. Because you’re obsessed and love me so deeply. But babe, please, for the love of god, never do something like that again.” I smile at him and the corner of his mouth lifts. “I would hate for it to fall off from getting infected.”
His smile brightens. “So what you’re saying is, I should probably wash it.”
I crinkle my nose and chuckle, “That would be smart.”
He places a kiss to my forehead as I wrap my arms around him. “Alright, let’s get out of here. You have a dick to wash.”
My laughter is muffled in his chest as he squeezes me tightly.
For the first time in my life, I feel at peace. I nolonger have to look over my shoulder constantly, or worry about creeps like Alex. Of course, I still have anxiety. That’s never going to go away. But with Kalix, everything becomes much easier to handle because I know he is always there… watching over me and loving me.