Page 101 of The Chaos She Brings

“Oh my God,” Carina deadpans. “I never want to hear that again. But also—get it, girl. Text me later.”

The call disconnects before I can reply.

Kai chuckles against my neck, the vibration sending a shiver down my spine. His lips find mine, capturing them in a deep, lingering kiss. The slow, teasing drag of his tongue against mine pulls me under, and I arch into him, pressing closer.

We lose ourselves in the moment, kissing like we’re teenagers sneaking around, desperate and reckless. Grinding against each other, fully clothed, but feeling everything.

For a little while, the world outside doesn’t exist.

That is until Kai pulls back and whispers, “You aren’t leaving me,” and reality crashes back down.

Tears prick at my eyes as I realise the hopelessness of the situation. “There’s no good option,” I whisper, capturing his lips with mine again.

“Tess,” he groans, pulling back to look at me. He opens his mouth, but I cut him off, kissing him again and trailing my hands over his chest.

“I don’t want to think right now,” I murmur against his lips.

I find the hem of his white top and pull it up over his head, getting it tangled before I manage to pull it off. Kai pulls my top off with greater ease and makes quick work of removing my bra. My breasts spill out and he takes them in his hands, rubbing his thumbs over my hardened nipples.

“Kai,” I whimper as he takes one into his wet mouth. My back arches as I grind down, feeling him hard beneath me.

He groans against my skin, and I buck my hips against him. He releases my breasts and goes for the buttons on my jeans.

I stand and quickly force them off my hips and down my legs. Kai struggles to get his shorts and boxers off over his boot, growling then deciding to leave them hanging off one leg. Imove to push them off, but he hauls me back onto him.

“I need you,” he groans as I rub my slit over his length.

Not bothering with foreplay, I grasp his cock in my hand then line it up with my entrance. We stare into each other's eyes as I sink down slowly, taking each delicious inch. The stretch burns, and I have to take a moment to adjust before starting to move.

Kai’s hand finds my ass and he grasps my butt cheeks as he helps me ride him, moving me up and down his cock.

I throw my head back, my eyes rolling at the feel of him so deep inside me. His lips find my nipple again as he bites down on the tightened bud while keeping his hands on my hips.

“You’re so fuckingperfect. So fuckingmine,” he rasps before sucking on my neck hard enough to leave a mark.

He leans back, taking me with him until I’m laying over him, his cock still deep inside me. The new angle has him hitting my g spot as he starts thrusting up into me. I bite down on his shoulder, right over his tattoo as I moan.

One of his hands on my ass travels lower until he brushes against my back hole. I stiffen at first, then relax as he just circles the tight ring of muscles but doesn’t take it further. I start whining with anticipation and he chuckles darkly.

“You want me to take you here one day, gorgeous? Fuck you in your tight little asshole?”

A mewling sound leaves my lips and all I can do is nod against his skin. Instead of pressing his finger into my ass like I expect he reaches further, finding my pussy and pushing his finger into me at the same time as his cock. He does this a couple times before his finger is back at my behind and slowly, gently, he starts breaching somewhere no one else has.

He thrusts up into me at the same time and my orgasm hits me. I cry out, trying to muffle the sound in his neck as a shake and tremble with the force.

Kai removes his finger from my ass then grasps my hips as he starts fucking up into me quicker while moving my hips in time to his rhythm. He flicks my clit, and I clench around him, both of us coming together, shouting cries of release.

I roll off him, careful of his leg, my body sweaty and spent. He pulls me back to him, until I’m flush against his side with my leg resting over his.

He kisses my hair. “We’ll work this out.”

“Sure you don’t want to run screaming? Go back to living a life of routine and normalcy.”

He sighs. “Was it really that normal? I’m a crime scene cleaner for my serial killer best friend.”

“Fair point,” I laugh, feeling a lot less tense than I did earlier. “But you know what I mean…”

“Hurricane, I don’t let just anyone in. Once you’re in… you’re in. You can’t get rid of me now.” He brushes a sweaty strand of my hair from my face and looks down at me with emotions I’m not sure I’m ready to name swirling in his eyes.