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  And then, right as the longest thirty seconds of my life were about to be over, he said, “Because I’ll fuck you so hard that you’ll still feel my cock inside you next week.”

  CHAPTER FOUR

  I’d had worse offers in my life.

  “What if I don’t? Can I get a refund?” I breathed.

  He smiled, leaning in. “Not feeling my cock inside you would be an easy fix,” he murmured. “Simple process of seducing you and fucking you all over again.”

  I swallowed. “I don’t do one-night stands.”

  “So I’ll fuck you tomorrow, too. Problem solved.”

  “That’s not a solution.”

  “I think you’re protesting too much because it’s easier to argue with me than admit you want me, too.”

  Damn it.

  I hated that he was right.

  “I saw the look in your eye when Amanda came over to me and basically tossed you out of the way. If looks could kill, she’d be six feet under.” He brushed his lips over my cheek, dipping his head further so his lips ghosted my jaw.

  Don’t give in, Ivy.

  “It was rude of her.”

  “It was rude of her,” he agreed on a murmur, bringing his lips to my earlobe. “But I know you want me, Ivy. Protesting will do nothing but delay the inevitable.”

  “And what, exactly, is the inevitable?”

  “You’re so thorough with your protests.” He kissed my jaw.

  I swallowed, clenching my fists against my jeans and pinching the material. “Your argument was poorly explained. A lack of substance.”

  “The inevitable is you realizing your protests are futile. Giving in. Letting me kiss you. Touch you. Explore your entire body with my mouth until you’re writhing and moaning and coming all over my tongue.”

  Mother of God.

  “Until you’re wrapped around me so tightly that you’re begging me to fuck you into next week. And I will. I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll forget your own name. My name. The day of the week. The month, maybe even the year.” He brought his lips back to hover over mine. “Is that a well-explained argument for why you should give in and let me fuck you until your bed breaks?”

  “First, if my bed breaks, you’re buying me a new one.”

  “That’s fine. You can share mine until it arrives.”

  I peered up and met his eyes, fighting back a smile. “Second, it’s a one-time thing.”

  “You just said you don’t do one-night stands.”

  “I don’t do my neighbors either, but here I am, about to do my neighbor.”

  “Does that mean I won this round?”

  “It means you need to shut the fuck up and make good on every single thing you just said, or you’ll be sorry.”

  “You’re so feisty,” he said, running his hands up my arms until he was cupping my face. “I like that.”

  “Is that the tequila again?”

  “Is your tequila the one making this decision?”

  “Oh, stop talking, Kai.” I grabbed his collar and pulled him down until our lips met. It was a little awkward given that his hands were on my face, but he swiftly adjusted them until they were cupping my neck instead, holding my lips against his.

  The taste of tequila was rich on his lips, and I melted into him as warmth shot through my body. His lips were soft, but the kiss was firm, and it lit all my nerve endings on fire. Kai’s body was hard and hot against mine, and I wound my fingers into his shirt.

  He dragged my lower lip between his teeth. A shiver wracked my body right as he broke contact only to kiss me once more.

  It was intoxicating, being kissed by him. Like twenty shots of tequila all hitting at the same time, making the world spin uncontrollably and headily around you.

  I could barely focus on a thing as he flicked his tongue against mine, begging to deepen the kiss. My fingers flexed as I let him in, letting him kiss me harder and deeper. Kai moved his hands so one was wrapped around the back of my neck and the other was traveling down my body, exploring every inch of my side until he grabbed my ass and pulled me right against him.

  His burgeoning cock pressed against my stomach, and I clenched my thighs together. Desire was spreading through my body at lightning speed, and I felt everything from the goosebumps that prickled my arms to the throbbing of my clit.

  Wrapping my arms around his neck, I kissed him just as thoroughly as he was kissing me. He slid his other hand down my body to cup my ass and, with his leg, eased my thighs apart until he was standing between them.

  He kissed me hungrily for what felt like an hour, nipping and licking at my lips, desperately gripping my ass until it almost hurt.

  In a good way.

  I didn’t know anything could hurt in a good way until now—like little sparks of pleasure mixed with borderline pain shooting across my skin.

  Kai pulled back, releasing me quickly. In the time it took me to blink, he crossed his arms at the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head, throwing it to the side.

  Holy shit, he was the hottest thing this side of the Atlantic.

  He was tanned, thanks to all his time outside as a builder, and I suspected his muscles were thanks to that, too. He wasn’t ripped like a superstar athlete, but if he lay on his back, there would be no issue slurping tequila out of the ridges of his abs, let me say that.

  He smirked. “Like what you see?”

  Looking him in the eye, I said, “No.”

  He laughed and pulled me against him again. This kiss was sloppier than the last, but no less desperate. He reached down and tugged up my shirt, making us pause for the split second it took for him to tear it over my head.

  His gaze roamed hungrily over the black lace bra that cupped my breasts, and he slid his hands up my side to do the same with his hands. A low noise hummed from his chest, and he kissed me before I could ask him what the hell it was.

  He didn’t care.

  Neither did I, not really.

  His lips found mine once again. It didn’t last long before he was kissing my jaw and using one hand to wind into my hair and pull my head back. Exposing the curve of my neck to him, he dragged his lips down the sensitive skin, and his hot exhale on my pulse point made me shiver.

  It took everything in me to control my breathing, but I feared I was fighting a losing battle. Every part of my body was already tingling, from the hairs at the base of my skull to the clenching of my thighs as need built between my legs.

  Kai kept kissing me until his mouth reached the curve of my breasts. He deftly undid the clasp between them and slid his hands over them as my bra fell away. I reached up and slid the straps off one by one as he continued exploring me with his mouth.

  His tongue took the place of one of his hands, flicking over my nipple, and I gasped. My bra dropped to the floor next to me as he palmed my left breast and used his mouth on the other.

  I was so, so blaming all this on the tequila.

  He switched, moving his mouth to my left one. It didn’t take him long before he dropped to his knees, slowly dragging his lips down my stomach to the waistband of my jeans.

  Just like that, he undid the button.

  The zipper swiftly followed, and before my brain had caught up to what he was doing, I was standing completely naked in front of him.

  A blush rose up my cheeks, and Kai smirked.

  “Get on the counter.”

  “What?”

  “Ivy, if you don’t get on the counter and sit with your legs open, I’m going to make you.”

  “Why do I need to get on the counter?”

  “So I can put my head between your legs and make you come in my mouth.”

  Oh, boy.

  I gripped the edge of the counter and hauled myself onto it. Opening my legs was another matter—he was standing right there, staring at me, just waiting for me to do it.

  But I couldn’t.

  “Ivy.” My name was a low rumble on his tongue.

  When I didn’t move, he did. He grabbed
my knees and swung them outward, opening my legs whether I liked it or not. His lips found mine hungrily, and he kissed me deeply as he slid his hands up my thighs until they reached the top and his thumbs were perilously close to my pussy.

  Just like he had before he’d taken off my jeans, his mouth left mine and went on a journey down my body.

  This time, there was no waistband to stop him.

  With his fingers splayed on my thighs, he dipped his head and kissed the sensitive skin just at the apex. His breath was hot, and I leaned back, dropping my head, because there was no way I’d be able to watch him.

  He was slow and deliberate in all his movements, from the way he covered my pussy with his mouth to the way he flicked the tip of his tongue over my wetness. He searched out my clit, finding it quickly, and I dropped back to my elbows.

  He explored me thoroughly with his tongue, pushing my legs open farther, licking and sucking and fucking me with his tongue. He held nothing back.

  At least, I hoped he didn’t.

  God only knew what it would be like if he did.

  The orgasm rocketed through my body, and my hips bucked, grinding my pussy against his mouth. He kept his tongue there for the entirety of the orgasm, riding it out with me until I couldn’t take it anymore and had to pull back.

  My whole body shuddered when he moved.

  The sound of his belt being unbuckled jerked me into action, and I peered over at him as he dropped his jeans and stepped out of them. His cock was hard and fighting against the red material of his boxer briefs for freedom.

  My mouth dried out at the sight of him. He was beautiful from head to toe, and if I was breaking my rule of no one-night stands, I was glad it was with him.

  Kai pulled his boxers down and walked over to me. He pulled me up so I was sitting, and his cock pressed against my pussy since I was on the edge. A tiny whimper escaped me, and he grinned as he kissed me.

  “Please tell me you have a condom,” he said against my mouth.

  I shook my head. “I don’t have much use for them.”

  “Damn it, Ivy.”

  “What? You have more use for them than me. You’re the one with the cock. Also, I don’t have a sex life.”

  He sighed, but he was fighting a laugh. “That doesn’t help right now.”

  I bit my lip. “I’m on the pill.”

  Kai raised one eyebrow.

  “No, I mean, I’m on the pill. As in I’m OCD about taking it. Every single day.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Am I sure I take the pill every day? Or am I sure about what I’m suggesting?”

  “Either. Both.”

  “Yes, and yes. Besides, if you give me anything, it’s not like you can run away. Your front door is twelve feet from me.”

  His lips twitched as he fought a smile, but he didn’t say a word. His answer was a kiss so deep and hungry that I felt it in every inch of my body.

  I wrapped my arms around his neck and returned it, acutely aware of the fact my wet pussy was pressed right against his hard cock. My hips jerked, grinding my clit against his length, and he groaned into my mouth.

  I did it again.

  “Ivy, if you do that one more time, I’m going to fuck you right here on the counter.”

  I did it again.

  A growl rumbled deep in his throat, and he grabbed my hips. I laughed and released him as he yanked me so my butt was on the edge of the counter. He reached between us and wrapped his hand around his cock, positioning it at the opening to my pussy.

  And pushed inside me.

  I gasped as my muscles adjusted to his cock, and he held himself still while he kissed me. The kiss was so deep, so needy, so desperate, that I barely noticed when he began to move his hips, rocking his cock inside me.

  All right, I noticed.

  A lot.

  In my defense, there was a fair amount of cock to notice.

  Also, it was inside me.

  Kai moved, drawing his cock in and out of me. It was a slow rock that hit deep, and I moaned into his mouth, a wordless plea for him to do it harder.

  He did, obliging me, but it didn’t last long. Just when the heat was beginning to build inside, he pulled out of me and dragged me off the counter. I squeaked when he turned me around and bent me over the very counter I’d just been sitting on.

  Instinctively, I moved up onto my tiptoes as Kai parted my ass cheeks. He rubbed his cock along the length of my pussy, brushing against my clit and making me jerk, then slipped back inside me.

  He wasn’t so gentle this time.

  With his fingers digging into my hips, he fucked me hard. Sweat dripped down my back as heat rushed through my veins, leaving my heartbeat thundering in my ears. There was nothing to grip onto on the counter. My fingers clenched desperately against the slick surface. Pleasure until anything I’d ever felt built higher and higher inside me until it exploded with one hard, deep stroke of Kai’s cock.

  I cried out. My whole body clenched, and my legs shook like crazy as they struggled to keep my weight.

  Kai pulled out and with a grunt, said, “Bedroom?”

  I made some weird squeaking noise that was supposed to be an, “I can’t.”

  Apparently, he understood, because he swept me up in his arms, Disney Princess style, and carried me through the apartment to my room. Dropping me on the bed far gentler than I thought he would have, I’d barely caught my breath when he leaned over me and immediately picked up where he left off.

  His kiss swallowed my gasp of surprise, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Kai moved his hands up my body until his fingers laced with mine, and he pinned my hands to the bed, leaving me completely at his mercy.

  I was happy to hand myself over.

  Again.

  And hand myself over I did.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  He fucked me hard again, completely desperately, and I felt another orgasm building inside me. Goosebumps, tingles, shortness of breath—I felt it all, and I told him with moan after moan against his lips.

  I clenched my pussy muscles hard, tightening around his cock. He groaned, and the vibrations of it danced across my skin. Our lips parted and I gasped, crying out again as I reached the peak of my pleasure and the orgasm flushed through my body.

  It held me prisoner, making me shake from head to toe. Kai’s own deep, guttural cry as he came inside me broke through the fog just for a moment, just long enough for me to release my grip on his hands so my nails were no longer cutting into his skin.

  “Mother of fucking God,” he mumbled into my neck, letting go of my hands so he could move. He was basically crushing me at this point, but I wasn’t entirely sure I would be able to breathe if he wasn’t, so it wasn’t exactly a big deal.

  “Was that the tequila?” I breathed.

  “No. I’m just that good.” Kai pushed up and slowly moved out of me while I laughed.

  “I think it was the tequila.”

  “I think it was the fact I’ve had at least half a boner since we had dinner,” he replied, stumbling as he straightened. “Fuck me.”

  “Just did.” I rolled over onto my side to catch my breath for a moment.

  Kai dropped onto the bed next to me.

  On my side.

  “What are you doing?” I murmured.

  “If you think I can crawl to my apartment right now, you can think again,” he replied, tugging at the sheets.

  “I don’t care if you stay.”

  “So what’s the problem?”

  “That’s my side of the bed.”

  “You’re single and you have a side?”

  I hauled myself over so I was on my other side. “Technically, I have the entire bed. But if my best friend stays, she sleeps on the right, and I sleep on the left. Ergo, that’s my side.”

  Wordlessly, he dragged his sexy self over to the right side of the bed.

  “Thank you.” I forced myself to sit up. After a few rapid blinks to focus the room, I got up, using the dre
sser to steady me.

  “All right over there?” The smugness that riddled his tone made me throw a tube of lipstick in his general vicinity.

  “Fine, thank you,” I replied primly.

  “You look like you’ve been fucked seven ways to Sunday.”

  “You sound like you want to crawl naked across the hall to your own bed,” I shot back, pushing off the dresser so I could head for the bathroom.

  He didn’t reply, but his laughter followed me through the wall and into the bathroom where I shut the door with a little more force than necessary.

  Boy, I really hoped my downstairs neighbor was still at the party, or I wouldn’t be able to look old Marigold Targo in the face until, well, she died.

  I waddled over to the toilet and sat down, cleaning myself up with wads of tissue paper and three flushes before I was finally ready to pee.

  God, sex as a woman was so high maintenance.

  In my next life, I was coming back as a man.

  After I was done there, I brushed my teeth and cleaned my face of makeup. Or what was left of it, anyway. My mascara was smudged around my eyes, my foundation was breaking up on my forehead, and any traces of lipstick were long gone.

  Fresh-faced and freshly wiped, I tossed the towel in the laundry basket and returned to my bedroom.

  Kai was on his back, mouth wide open, fast a-freaking-sleep.

  I laughed, grabbing a shirt and panties from the drawer. After tugging them on, I turned off the light and climbed into my bed next to Kai. He took up at least half of the bed, a fact I wasn’t too happy about—Tori was an edge-sleeper—but a solid poke in his arm didn’t move him at all.

  Instead of griping, I rolled over and shut my eyes. With a deft flick of my hair in his direction.

  He snorted, rolling over with his back to me, and I grinned, snuggling down into the covers.

  ***

  The mattress creaked, and I blinked into the brightness of the sun as it streamed through the window.

  Ouch.

  That hurt my head.

  “Sorry,” Kai whispered.

  Kai.

  Why was he—oh, shit, yeah.