Silence between us again, then.No less loaded than before, though, his hands cradling mine as I slowly jerked him.
“Can you at least think of one or two things we could do, then,” he asked.“I mean, while we wait for the whole letter to be finished.”
I nodded.
“Oh good,” he said, his voice low and husky.
I was reaching for the back of his neck, aiming to pull him in again for another kiss, when the loud buzz of his phone vibrating on the table by the pool interrupted us.Saw him frown at hearing it, even as his face continued to move toward mine.By the time he reached me, though, it was to rest his forehead against my own.
“That fucking thing,” he complained, annoyed.“I should turn it off.”
“Okay,” I told him.Reluctant to relinquish my grip on his shaft, but grudgingly releasing him.
Kai backed away from me, eyes hungrily staring still.Meanwhile I had the perfect view of his cock jutting thickly from his trunks, the memory of it imprinted on my palms and leaving them itchy with anticipation.
Part of me wanted to slip down off the counter and follow him.Snatch the phone from his hands, maybe, and drop it into the water so that his focus would remain on me.I forced myself to wait it out, though.Watched as he turned at the last moment, his body no less impressive in profile - ass a curved shelf of muscle beneath the tight material - and checked the screen.
A frown that I could make out from across the room, and a sudden sinking feeling in my stomach.When he looked up at me, his expression was frustrated.
“I have to go,” he told me, simply.
I fought the urge to clench my teeth; tried to stop myself from interpreting what was happening as an inevitable rejection.
“Girlfriend calling?”I asked.Wondered if he could hear the slight undercurrent of doubt, simmering beneath what I was trying to make sound jovial and light.
A laugh at that.“You have some weird fantasies,” he teased.“No, it’s my mom.Apparently I’m meant to be picking them up from some dinner they’ve been at.”
It seemed like a reasonable excuse; I begged my subconscious to accept it at face value.
“You’ve had a drink,” I pointed out, nodding at his wine glass on the counter.
Kai shrugged.“I had half a glass.I’m fine to drive.”
Damn.“They could get a cab?”
I wasn’t sure if his chuckle was more about my suggestion, or the hint of desperation we could probably both read in it.
“I get to stay rent-free over the summer,” he explained, “and in return I am the very occasional taxi driver.”As he walked back over to me, he eased his still-hard cock back into his swimsuit.
I groaned in disappointment, closing my eyes.
“Tate,” he said.Then again, a little more insistent, when I refused to look at him.“Tate.This isn’t an excuse, I’m not getting cold feet.”
I forced myself to open my eyes.“Am I that easy to read?”
Reaching out, Kai ran his fingers down my jawline.I resisted the urge to nuzzle my face into his hand, like a puppy eager for attention.
“I think I just know what I’d be wondering, if the positions were switched,” he explained.“And so I need you to believe me when I tell you that, while we may have been interrupted now, it only means we’ll be picking up again soon, okay?”
I nodded, not trusting my voice to avoid the wheedling tone I could hear loud and clear in my head.
Kai stepped closer to me still, his body in-between my thighs.
“There are many, many things that I want us to do together,” he told me, low, and teasing, and leaving me grunting at the thought of it.“But I don’t want it to be some rushed, desperate thing that we try to squeeze in because we’re short on time.”
I rested my fingertips on the mound of his pectoral, feeling the stiff nub of his nipple against my thumb.“You seemed in a pretty big hurry earlier,” I pointed out, eyebrow raised.He needed no extra explanation of the reference.
As he leaned in, I could feel the heat of his breath on my ear.His voice soft and husky.“Well then maybe you should’ve cum in my throat when you had the chance, eh?”
