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Kai rocked back onto his knees, pulling me with him before he pushed my shirt up over my head. We broke apart momentarily, but our movements were rushed and filled with such urgency. I was reaching for his shirt as he was unclasping my bra. It only took a few seconds before our clothes were on the floor. He lifted himself from the bed as he discarded his joggers and boxer briefs on the ground beside the bed.
His fingers slid underneath the waistband of my skating pants and he stripped them away from my body, along with my panties. My breathing was ragged, my chest rising and falling in rapid succession as he stared down at me for a moment. I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed one of the condoms he had buried inside the book I finished reading months ago.
“Goddamn, Winter,” he breathed as he took it from my hand and slid it over the length of his cock. “You’re like the sunset on the Pacific coast. You’re every color from the color wheel, the different hues and shades swirling together. You’re a fucking masterpiece and I could stare at you for the rest of eternity.”
My breath caught in my throat and my eyes burned as his words bled into my soul. Kai’s eyes were filled with so much emotion, I couldn’t dissect them as he climbed back over me.
He settled between my legs and I wrapped them around him as he buried himself deep inside me with one thrust. He stared down at me, brushing the hair from my face as he began to move his hips. I was filled to the brim with his entire length. A soft moan escaped me as he slid his hands across my skin, memorizing the planes of my body with his fingertips.
Kai slid one hand under my ass as he lifted me enough to get a better angle to dive in deeper. His mouth dropped back to mine and he swallowed my sounds as he breathed me in. His hips moved faster and harder as he continued to thrust in and out of me. My head was swimming, my heart was racing, and he was in my veins, running rampant with the pleasure he rained down upon me.
Warmth was building in the pit of my stomach as he stroked my insides with his cock. Malakai Barclay was the first boy I had ever loved and I knew in my heart he would be the only one I would ever love. He had every piece of me that no one else ever had. He had every single one of my firsts and I wanted to give him all of my lasts.
The warmth was spreading, the pressure was building, and Kai kept thrusting his hips, fucking me harder and deeper. His tongue was tangled with mine. He was consuming me, devouring me.Destroying me.
He pushed me closer to the edge of the cliff and I was ready to fall. Kai’s lips broke away from mine and he stared down at me. His blue eyes were filled with need as he looked into my soul.
“You’re everything, Winter,” he breathed as he thrust into me once more. “Fucking everything.”
His gaze was locked on mine as I split in two, coming apart at the seams. Kai was right behind as he lost himself deep inside me. I shattered around him, my body shaking from the earthquake of my orgasm. We were both caught up in one another. My chest was heaving as his thrusting slowed, yet I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his. Not with the way he was looking at me.
He was looking at me like he loved me.
The silence enveloped us as he dropped his forehead to mine and held me close.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
CHAPTER SEVEN
MALAKAI
Present
Isat as still as an ice sculpture at my parents' massive dining room table. It easily sat ten people. There were only the three of us, unless they were hosting people at our house. My mother sat across from me in the seat she had always occupied to the right of my father. I stared at his empty seat for a moment, wishing that it would just stay empty.
It wasn’t hard to avoid him the past six years. Even though I had an oceanfront condo about ten minutes away, I made sure that if I were in town, he was away on business. I spent more time in hotels and at resorts while I was on tour. It was easier that way and it gave me every excuse to stay away from the vile man who was my father.
There was only one time that I had run into him since I had moved out of the house. It was the night of my first professional tournament. I was leading in score for the first nine holes. Only as I reached the tenth, did I see my parents standing in the crowd. My mother had her infamous drunken smile as she waved at me.
My father on the other hand—there was nothing but disappointment and hate that came from his cold glare. I shit the bed on the back nine and ended up coming in second after completely fucking up my score.
My mother insisted that we all had dinner that night. My father did nothing but berate me and remind me how much of a failure I was. His disappointment was made crystal clear and it finally took that last moment for me to realize that no matter what I did, I would never be what he wanted me to be.
Countless beatings and having him verbally and emotionally fuck me up couldn’t bring me to that conclusion. It took my first professional tournament and his reaction to make me see clearly.
I would always be beneath him.
Doris set a salad in front of my mother and me before she left one at the empty seat at the head of the table. Just as she ducked back into the industrial kitchen, the doors to the dining room were pushed open and my father came striding inside. His entire presence demanded attention and I stared at the lettuce in front of me as my spine straightened.
The hairs on the back of my neck rose and my heart began to pound erratically in my chest. I hated the visceral reaction he caused, but that was trauma for you.
“Hi, Charlotte,” he said to my mother as he placed a kiss on her forehead. She stared up at him with the most adoring look and I wanted to throw bleach in her eyes. Couldn’t she see what a monster this man truly was? He was the devil in a fucking human suit.
He took his seat at the head of the table and his gaze met mine as he nodded. “Malakai.”
“Father,” I replied curtly with a nod.
My mother poured him a glass of whiskey, since he always preferred that over the vintage wine my mother sucked down like it was oxygen. “Isn’t it so great that Malakai is home?” She smiled at him with her sweet, slurred words.
