Then I punched to the right, but he didn’t move. My fist connected with his jaw. I gasped as pain splashed onto his face, forcing him to crouch on the floor.
“Oh my God!” I dropped onto my knees. “Are you okay? Let me see.” I removed his hand covering his jaw. The skin was slightly pink but not obviously bruised. “I’m so sorry,” I said, massaging the spot. “Feeling better?”
“Yes.” He crisscrossed his legs on the floor and tapped his jaw. “Keep going. The massage feels nice.” The gleam in his eyes told me he missed my attack on purpose.
I can play this game.
“Does it still hurt?” I gripped his jaw with my fingers, turning his face from side to side.
“Yes.”
“Describe your pain.” I squashed his face with my fingers. “What’s the pain level?”
“Hmmm . . . about five out of ten.” Lust filled his eyes. “It’s throbbing all over. The pressure needs a release.”
I narrowed my eyes at him and looked down at his bulge.Oh my God.The obvious tent sent heat rushing to my cheeks. I supposed I could spare a few moments to taunt my self-defense teacher.Let’s see how he defends himself against a mischievous student.
“Would it make you feel better if I kissed the sore spot?” I fluttered my eyelashes.
“Very much.”
I kissed his jaw softly.
“It’s better if you sit on me.” He straightened his legs, yanking me onto them. “More kisses. All over, please.” He wrapped his arms around my waist while I straddled him.
The heat from his cock bloomed through my pants. A surge of wetness spilled onto my panties. I couldn’t stop my body’s yearning for him. I dropped kisses onto his forehead, cheeks, jaw, and masculine lips. When our mouths connected, the pressure that had been building between us snapped. I swore electricity was hissing in the air.
His tongue swept in, met mine, and the desire reached fever pitch. Our tongues dueled for supremacy, and I didn’t want it to end. Kain kissed me as though he could spend the rest of his life doing it. He cupped the back of my neck and angled his mouth to deepen the kiss.
I let out a moan, murmuring, “People can come in at any moment.”
“No, they won’t.” He nipped at my lips. “It’s locked.”
Still, I wasn’t convinced. What if someone needed him and knocked on the door? What if an emergency came up?
Stop worrying.
The fear of getting caught, combined with his couldn’t-care-less attitude, was an exhilarating combination. But all thoughts vanished when he placed a hand on my breast over the T-shirt, giving it a squeeze.
I sucked in a breath, my voice growing husky. “Is this one of your inappropriate moves?”
“No. This is more like it.” He lifted the hem of my shirt, yanking it over my head.
Smirking, he removed my sports bra, tossing it aside. He stared at me, and a series of goosebumps blossomed on my skin.
“Gorgeous,” he growled, fondling my breasts and teasing my nipples with his fingers.
Sensations burst within me, spreading everywhere. Right now I didn’t care if anyone came knocking. The desire to have him touch me was all I wanted. Nothing mattered but his touch on my skin.
“You’re so perfect.” Kain lowered his lips and claimed a nipple, drawing it in and out of his hungry mouth.
I cried out in pleasure, then I clamped a hand over my mouth in case someone heard me.
“I want to hear all the sounds you make.” He turned to a wall and said, “Music on. Medium volume.” He rolled my nipples between his fingers, making me arch my back. “Scream all you want, baby. No one will hear you but me.”
High-beat music boomed, and the quick rhythm brought vibrant energy to the room. Kain sucked one breast hard and fast, matching the pace of the music. He fluttered his tongue at the right tempo, driving me insane. I tugged at his hair, loving the feeling of his mouth and tongue on me. When I saw his reflection in the mirror feasting on me, more arousal poured out of me.
He offered the same attention to the other breast, makingme dizzy with pleasure. I moaned loudly, fearing nothing. My body responded to him as though he owned it.
