Gently, Kai takes my chin in his hand and tips my head back down. “Please.” He leans in and whispers against the hollow of my neck. “Forget about my goddamn brother.”
His fingers twist against me again, and I gasp.
Never mind. I’ll know.
But if I?—
When I?—
Willheknow?
It’s too late now, I think desperately, it’s too late with his hand spanning the full breadth of my hips under the waistband of my panties and his fingertips stroking harder and firmer as his body presses mine hard into the bench beneath us.
“That’s it,” he murmurs. “That’s it. Break for me, angel.”
I cry out against his mouth as I come.
Ragged, hard, pulsing, it rips through me, splitting me wide open as I clutch the back of Kai’s neck for purchase, panting into his ear as he holds me, firm and steady, not stilling his hand or slowing his rhythm until he feels me go slack.
Then slowly, gently, he retracts his hand, a startlingly cold sensation in its wake.
“I’m…” I stammer. “I’m…”
I’m so wet,I think. And blush.
Kai grins. “You’re gorgeous.”
He grips my head in both hands, strokes my left cheek with still-slick fingers, and pulls me in for a kiss—a slow, burning kiss, and it’s only then, when our bodies are close again, that I feel a stiff brush ofsomethingand notice the protrusion peaking under his fencing breeches.
Oh God. I gulp, breaking the kiss. Was I supposed to…I wasn’t even thinking...
Obviously,my mind retorts.Obviously youweren’t fucking thinking,Gwenna.
Kai follows my gaze and chuckles.
“Relax. It’s not gonna hurt you. Or me,” he adds quickly. “I’m fine.”
“You’re…” I swallow. “Are you sure?”
He leans back, so he’s sitting up, straddling the bench, and locks a hand around each of my wrists to guide me up with him. When I’m upright, he lets me go.
My hands are shaking.
“I’m fine,” I say automatically. But Kai’s eyes are wide now, his jaw tense. He darts his gaze from my hands to my face.
“Are you sure?”
I roll my lower lip under my teeth. Blow out a long breath.
“How about we both agree that we’re both fine?” I say.
Because the world is settling back on its axis. Gravity is returning things to their proper places around us, details sharpening back into focus, and?—
Oh, fuck.
We can’t do this. Kaican’tdo this.
I look up at him, the last of the warm haze giving way to cold reality.
