32. CHAPTER 32

32

JULES

He’s finally given in. No more pretending to not want this, to not want me. Kai can’t hide anything from me, I can read him like a book, and I can sense what he needs. A bond ties us together, linking our psyches. The snarky brat is his reaction to fear, the fear that he’s a let down and that everyone around him will just give up. Well he’s in for a surprise, as I have no intention of giving him up or letting him walk away. These emotional meltdowns have to be dealt with, and luckily for him I know this is the way. The aggression, adoration and dominance pushes him into a lighter place mentally. He needs to hand over some control in order to be clear headed, and as a control freak, I’ll happily be his guide.

On my knees with his leg over my shoulder, Kai is something else to look at. Beyond breathtaking. All these years of fucking around, never giving a fuck if someone got off, as long as I had a release, have come to an end. Tonight is about him and I plan to make him cum like he never has before, with my fingers in his ass, my handprints on his cheeks and his dick in my mouth.

I stroke his thigh that is over my shoulder while I lubricate my fingers with my mouth, making sure they are drenched enough to fuck his ass into oblivion. He grinds his balls into my face, panting, and eager to be touched. As soon as my fingers are wet enough, I move them behind his balls and rub them along his taint, following the path to his hole. Both fingers slip in easily, and I locate the button of destruction, pressing hard on the swollen gland. As I massage inside his tight channel, I remove my hand from his thigh to grab his cock and guide it to my mouth. I’ve been dying for my first taste of him. My first blowjob. I can’t wait.

When the head of his dick hits the back of my throat, Kai arches his back off the wall, moaning at how good it feels. My two fingers set a steady rhythm of plowing his hole, stroking his prostate on each entry. His cock feels so good in my mouth, heavy and warm, his flavor a blend of shower gel, bitterness and salt. I could eat this daily, especially if he reacts like the slut he is right now. I suck him at the same pace as I finger him, the sounds of saliva and suction similar to a porn show. I swallow him down until my nose meets his hairless groin, and I moan around his cock, eliciting another loud groan from the gorgeous man himself.

“Jesus, Jules, I can’t hold back.”

I pull off his dick for a second, to respond.

“Then don’t. Show me how you taste. I want to see if my pretty whore tastes as sweet and salty as I think he will.”

I go straight back to work and suck him as if my life depends on it. His hands suddenly grab the back of my head before large spurts of cum land on the back of my tongue and down my throat. Fuck, he tastes amazing. His thigh on my shoulder shakes and grips harder onto me as he cums and cums. I continue to milk his prostate for every last drop.

After he finishes, his leg slides off my shoulder, slumping against the wall. I feel really fucking proud of myself with that BJ. I stand up with a hard as fuck dick, as Kai catches his breath.

“On your knees.”

Those wide eyes look up at me before zooming in on my hard dick. He quickly kneels in front of me, ready to suck me, but I have other ideas.

“No. I’m gonna cum on that pretty face.”

“Don’t call me pretty.”

I laugh before humming as I stroke myself with a tight hold of my shaft.

“Spit on my cock.”

I watch Kai as he hovers over my dick that I have aimed at his mouth, and he coats it in saliva. I get back to stroking myself, and the wet slide feels amazing. My hand is moving so fast I’m concerned I may chafe myself. My ass clenches as the force of my orgasm builds, my balls tingle and I swear my cock gets bigger.

“Shit, gonna cum. Open your mouth.”

Obediently, Kai opens his mouth, staring at me in awe, like I’m some kind of apparition. A low growl escapes me as I spurt all over his face, in his mouth and on his neck. He closes his eyes, relishing the moment. When my orgasm fades, I rub the tip of my dick over his mouth, pushing it in for him to clean me up. I hiss as he licks me clean, sensitive from the eruption he tore out of me.

“Do you like tasting me? Hmm? Want to eat my cum as a treat, my pretty whore?”

“Yes. You taste so good, my favorite treat.”

“That’s what I like to hear.”

Kai looks so sleepy right now, his eyes droopy and his body nearly collapsed into a heap on the floor. I bend down and lift him into my arms.

“What are you doing?” Kai yelps, holding onto me for dear life.

“Carrying you to bed.”

Considering we’re similar heights and not too far off in build, he’s fucking heavy. But I like treating him like this. I know he does too as he snuggles his face into my neck.

I place him on his bed then grab some tissues off the nightstand to clean his face, before covering him with the sheets.

“You’re not leaving me are you?” he says quietly into the pillow. I slip into the bed behind him, as the big spoon.

“Never. Besides, we need to talk.”

“Noooo, can it wait? I’m tired.”

“No, Kai. It can’t.”

He turns over so we’re facing each other and waits for me to continue.

“First of all, this is the second time I’ve warned you not to sass me in front of the guys. You crossed a line tonight, in front of business acquaintances. That little tantrum could’ve caused problems in the interrogation. Don’t do it again, otherwise it’ll be the brothers punishing you rather than me.”

“I made such an ass out of myself.”

“Yeah, you did.”

“Wow, you really are the meaning behind tough love.”

“I don’t sugar coat shit. You’re an adult. You have to deal with it. Now, the second thing, why is your mom messaging me to say she hasn’t heard from you?”

“Oh fuck, really?”

“Yes. Have you been lying to me, Kai? Did something happen back home?”

Kai turns rigid at the question, telling me everything I need to know. He hasn’t told me the full truth, and will most likely lie to me again and say it’s all fine.

“I haven’t lied about anything. Why are you asking? Is Mom alright?”

“If you called her, you’d know.”

“Point taken. You know you can be a mean fucker, don’t you?”

“If that’s how you want to see it. I just answer truthfully. Truth is important in relationships and in our line of work.”

He ponders the statement like I hoped he would. I’m inwardly willing him to tell me what actually happened back home. But predictably, he shuts down.

“I agree. I’ll call her tomorrow. Is that all? I’m exhausted.”

“You better call her tomorrow, otherwise I’ll use the belt on your ass next time.”

“Yeah right. Funny.”

“Do I look like I’m joking?” I ask as I grab his neck to get the point across, using physical language that he understands. That I’m in charge.

“I promise,” he rasps, before I let him go and briefly kiss him on those plump pink lips. He turns over and I cover his back with my own body. Protecting him from anything that may come near him.

My Kai. All fucking mine.