Chapter 26

Kali

His hooded eyes drop to my lips and any small piece of restraint he had left burns into the ether because with our next inhale, he's crashed his lips into mine and the world could burst into flames for all I care as I lose myself in him.

It's a rough kiss, anything but gentle, because that's not what I want. It's not what we need.

I want to devour him; I want him to make me feel alive, beautiful, desired, something I haven't felt before.

Grabbing onto the back of his neck, pulling him to me, I open my mouth for him to slide between my lips, and I moan when our tongues touch for the first time. He tastes like fresh mint and bad decisions. I want more.

The world spins. Fast.

The planets colliding, our souls becoming one.

He sucks my tongue gently; my clit throbs in response.

Snaking his arms around my waist, he holds me tight. So tight, I can feel his erection between us, making me feel desperate to get him naked.

I can't wait another minute.

Our hands turn into a chaotic mess of touching while our teeth clash together in a desperate bid to explore one another.

"I want you." I groan, tilting my hips, rubbing myself against his erection.

"I want you more." With both hands he cups my ass, lifting me into the air. My legs automatically wrap firmly around his waist. "Open the door, Kali." He kisses my jaw, then my neck and bites the sweet spot behind my ear that drives me crazy and will have me begging him to fuck me harder.

My core is aching with need. I've never desired anyone as much as him.

I want him to obliterate me, which he might do to my heart if I let him.

But this is just sex.

That's all it is.

To scratch the itch and relieve the tension we don't appear to have any control over.

Fumbling with my phone, I tap the smart pad furiously as Wade ravages my neck, nipping and sucking my skin hard enough to brand me.

"Shit. It won't open." I hiss when his hard cock rubs against my center again and struggle to navigate my purse, phone, and sneakers while he has me in his arms.

It's far from romantic.

"Let me try." Stronger than a lion, with one arm he holds me up and with the other he grabs my phone and taps it against the pad. The sound of the door unlocking is like a sweet melody to my ears.

Not messing around, as soon as he steps over the threshold, while his mouth never leaves mine, he closes the door with one leg, slamming it shut, sealing us in, and cocooning us away from the rest of the world.

In this moment, it's just him and I, and I've never felt so terrified in my life. I wasn't lying when I said he scares me. I find my feelings and the high levels of desire for him petrifying.

"Relax, Kali." He senses my fleeting reservation, but I want him and that's all that matters.

This doesn't feel like a onetime thing. This feels right.

I drop my purse and phone with a loud bang, not caring if I smash it, and hear my lipstick and whatever else is in there, roll across the floor, then throw my sneakers not caring where they land.

Continuing to assault my mouth, we lick and taste one another, twisting our tongues together.

He places me onto the marble-topped console table and slams my back against the wall, almost pushing all the air out of my lungs.

"Fuck, sorry. Did I hurt you?" he mumbles against my lips.

"Don't care." I thread my hands into his hair and press his mouth firmly back to mine.

Pleasure between us building, his huge hands move under the fabric of my cropped top and much gentler than I thought possible of him, he brushes his thumb over my lace covered nipple making it pebble from his touch. Between his nimble fingers, he pinches, making me cry out in pleasure.

It's insane how my body reacts to him.

The defenses we desperately tried to build to keep us apart crumble around us.

Weeks of tension have led to this moment.

It was pointless to resist.

Pushing his suit jacket off his shoulders, he removes it completely while I make light work of unknotting his tie. Quickly unbuttoning the top buttons of his shirt, he grabs the back of his collar and pulls it up over his head in that sexy way only men do.

"I want to see you, Kali. Turn on the light."

I stop unbuckling his belt and tap the touch activating side lamp sitting on top of the console, grateful there are no windows on either side of my door, like many of the others in the street.

With the light on, he changes the pace.

Bringing his giant paw sized hands up to cup my face, Wade looks at me, like, truly looks deep into my soul, and melts my heart when he says, "You're beautiful."

Wade is deeper than the abyss. I never know what he's going to say, or how he'll act. He keeps me on my toes, which only elevates my attraction to him.

A grin shapes his mouth. He's breathtaking when he smiles, and it melts me to my core, which is on fire. I'm about to combust.

"You might be beautiful, but I can't fuck you while you're wearing another man's clothes."

The way he says the word fuck makes my body come alive.

I smile wickedly. "Then take it off."

Max's jacket is gone in a flash as Wade throws it over his shoulder, sending it to the floor with a soft thud. Next to go is my top, and I'm impressed when he's careful not to transfer remnants of the nude pink lipstick I have on tonight on the virgin white cotton fabric.

He lays a path of soft kisses down my neck, across my clavicle and between my cleavage, taking his time to worship my body.

I take this moment to unclip my smartwatch from my wrist. The last thing I want to do is accidentally dial a client. Hell no. I'd rather die than have that happen.

Dropping his mouth to my breast, he licks and bites my nipple through the white lace of my bra before pulling the cup down to expose me, flicking my hardened bud that's begging for his attention with his expert tongue sending waves of pleasure through my core that's wet and desperate with need, my body humming with delight as his mouth is finally on me.

I thread my fingers into the short hair on the back of his neck and pull him to me, while his fingers pinch my other nipple and gives it the care it deserves. If he did that for long enough, I think I would come. Everything he does has me teetering on the edge of climax.

He knows what he's doing with his mouth and his hands, proving to me he's all man.

Every rock-hard inch of him.

And he's mine.

Mine for now.

His hands move around my back to unclasp my bra, and as if he's done this a million times before, he expertly unclips it, gently pulls the straps down my arms and discards it.

"Fucking look at you." He inches back and bites his bottom lip. God, he's perfect.

"Lift your ass." He urges me to raise my hips to remove my joggers. I reach down to untie my heels, but he grabs my wrist, stopping me. "Leave the shoes on."

"You like the shoes?"

"Been imagining them wrapped around my ears since I watched you put them on earlier." A sly grin appears, flashing me his shiny white teeth, and it makes him look devilishly wicked.

God, this man. I like the sound of that.

Stepping further back, being careful not to snag my heels on the fabric, he drags my joggers off and gasps when his eyes flick down to my white lace panties.

"You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen in my fucking life." His voice is deep and full of longing.

Locking eyes with me, he drops my pants to the floor and moves to his belt. Seductively and too slow for my liking, he finishes what I started, then undoes the button of his designer pants, and lastly pulls down his zipper, allowing them to fall to the floor.

My mouth goes dry at the sight of the head of his hard cock sticking out the top of his snug black boxers. Pushing them down his hips, he loses them too, along with his Chucks before stepping in between my legs.

A small scattering of hair that's trimmed to perfection, and the perfect V shape of his Adonis belt leads a path downward to his giant cock.

Hell, I hope it fits.

"See what you do to me?" he asks, wrapping his fist around his dick and stroking himself.

Completely hypnotized, I watch him rubbing his finger across his angry looking head that's leaking with precum.

"Lick." He holds his finger up.

Pushing out my tongue, he offers me the salty liquid to taste, and I moan as reminders of Monday spring to the forefront of my mind.

Best day of the year so far, but tonight might push it off the scoreboard.

Wade glides his finger over my bottom lip, dragging it down, then slides his forefingers down my chin, my neck, and between my cleavage.

Waiting for him to touch me where I so desperately want him to is the ultimate torture.

My gaze drops to his fingers as they skate across my stomach and along the waistline of my lace white-thong panties. I cry out when he gently presses his fingers over the fabric between my pussy lips. "You're soaked, Icon."

Another gasp leaves my chest when he drags the lace to the side and touches my clit for the first time. "Wade." I cry out, my back arching in response, my core pulsing.

I'm already so close.

He drops to his knees and lifts my legs, placing my calves on his shoulders, spreading me wide, exposing me completely to him. It's been so long since anyone has seen me naked. I haven't been intimate with a man in so long and I can't stop nibbling on my bottom lip as my nerves twist in my stomach.

I've been waiting for someone right, someone perfect.

Him.

"You have such a pretty pussy, baby." Wade eases any concerns I have, pushing my insecurities away.

I smile down at him as the air around us becomes heavy with need. The thrill of us finally connecting swirls around us in a mix of passion and desire.

My skin burns with lust. "I need you inside of me." My hips tilt with impatience. I want this.

"Not yet," he says, turning his head to the side, he kisses from my knee to my inner thigh and finally when my body is almost trembling with need, he kisses my pussy with his devilish mouth, sending shots of euphoria across my skin and deep in my core. He then licks me with his thick tongue and I've never felt anything like it, the sensation sizzling through every part of my body. My fingers thread through his hair as he thrusts his tongue into my pussy, and I fling my head back, forgetting how close I am to the wall and bang it.

He lifts his mouth away to check I'm okay, but I force him back and hold him against my pussy to keep him there. "Don't stop." I'm panting with need, making him chuckle, and it's the best sound I"ve heard all day.

Wade doesn't laugh very often, but when he does, it fills my heart with joy.

His hot breath tickles my lips, and I take a moment to look down. Eyes closed, he's grinning against my pussy, completely lost in the moment as he eats me out like his life depends on it. He's so handsome. The strong muscles of his arms contract as he drags his finger down through my folds, making me suck in a deep, sharp breath as he works my body possessively.

Sucking my clit into his mouth, he flicks it with his tongue, which has me bowing my back and digging my shoe-covered heels into his skin.

He thrusts a finger inside of me while continuing to lick my clit and I'm moaning and writhing, pushing my hips and holding his face against my pussy as the pleasure coils through my body, dragging me closer to the edge of my orgasm.

My heart batters against my ribs as he flicks my clit faster.

"You taste so good, baby," he mumbles, thrusting another finger inside of me before sliding them in and out, and adding a third, as if stretching me to get ready to take him. I'm so desperate to feel the burn from his thick cock.

"Wade," I cry out when he curls his fingers inside of me. My legs feel shaky and weak. I need to come.

He removes his fingers, making me almost sob at the loss of his touch, my walls twitching around the emptiness. Then he circles my back hole, smearing me with my own juices. "Can I?" He looks up.

"Stick a finger in my ass?" I question, completely shocked but with excitement racing through my veins.

"Too soon?" Still looking up, he kisses my clit and I flinch. "I've never done it before."

"But you want to do that with me?" I've always wanted someone to push my boundaries, someone to explore with. My ex… fuck him… he wasn't meant for me.

"I want to do everything with you." Wade continues to slowly rim my back hole with his wet fingers. "I promise I won't go deeper than you want me to or too fast. Do you trust me?"

I nod once, then twice, and a third. "Yes," I answer him, giving him permission.

Dragging my panties down one leg and then the other until I'm completely naked, he looks deep into my eyes with his magical ones. "My cock is so fucking hard for you."

"I can help you with that if you make me come first." I reach down and cup his face.

"Fuck." He drops his forehead on my inner thigh, then groans as if in pain.

His mood changes as he drops his gaze to my pussy and positions my legs back on top of his shoulders. "Hold yourself open for me. Let me see you."

I spread myself for him, and he spits on my pussy. I had no idea how sexy that would be. It's bold and so fucking hot.

"Touch yourself," he commands while stroking himself.

I've never done that in front of a man before. And I don't know what happened to the quiet brooding Wade I"ve come to know.

My historically bland sex life has just been shot to pieces because we are so hot together, we could start a forest fire.

I feel wild and excited, every hair on my body standing to his attention.

He watches with fascination as I run my finger between my lips and rub my clit. I moan, pleasure building fast, my hips rocking. Desperate to come, I spread my legs further apart. I'm about to explode any minute. I don't think I'm going to last.

Wade stops stroking himself and pushes a finger inside of me, making my pussy cheer because it's being filled by him again and I circle my clit faster, chasing my release I so desperately need.

Leisurely sliding his finger back and forth, at the same time his tongue finds my clit, he kisses the tips of my fingers. "Let me take over, baby. But keep holding yourself open for me." He sucks my swollen bud into his mouth tenderly as I do what he asks.

Taking his time, he works my body. Everything he does feels electric, and I silently wish we'd done this sooner.

My breathing labored, he moves his mouth from my center to my inner thigh where he plants soft kisses toward my stomach, before he kisses me just above my clit.

I watch as he sucks one of his fingers into his mouth, and then I feel it. Him. There.

Slow and steady, he circles my back entrance, massaging it with his fingertip. "Relax." He grins against my pussy and pushes his wet tip in a little.

There's this odd feeling of pressure that's not unpleasant, not at all. If anything, it's just different… nice.

"Tell me if you don't like anything."

Unable to make words, I nod.

Taking his time, he pumps in and out, slipping in a little further each time. My hips rock as a different type of pleasure begins to build.

"Breathe, baby."

I let out a long sigh, relaxing into his touch, allowing him to slide in further. Just when I think I can't take anymore, his mouth is back on my throbbing clit as he inserts a finger from his other hand into my dripping wet pussy.

His attention overloads my senses, and all I can focus on is how good he's making me feel. "Oh, God, that's…" His movements become faster, deeper, and he sucks and flicks my clit until I feel like I'm having an out of body experience. "Fuck, Wade," I moan.

And when he adds a second finger into my pussy, I feel so full, so stretched, that it takes one more expert flick of my clit, and my thighs tighten around his head as I grab onto the edge of the console table so tightly I wonder if I'll break it.

Pleasure crashes through me. "I'm coming," I cry, as my orgasm tries to rip me apart. My heart races as my asshole and pussy pulse uncontrollably, as wave after wave hits me until I can no longer catch my breath leaving me feeling completely wrecked. Eyes closed, body tingling, I let out a groan as Wade slowly removes his fingers from inside me.

I want more. I need him to fill me with his thick cock.

Wade kisses my clit one last time, making me jerk. "Ooooo," I groan and release his head from the vise-like grip of my thighs.

He glances up, and when his eyes hit mine, he shoots me a megawatt smile and I lazily smile back. It's such an intimate moment.

"Okay?" he asks tentatively.

"Better than okay. That was incredible." I bite my bottom lip as he rises to his feet.

"You are fucking dripping wet."

"I've never done that before," I confess.

"Me either, baby."

I love how he calls me baby. He called me Icon too. I need to remember to ask him about that later.

"We should try your whole finger the next time."

He drops his forehead to mine. "Fuck, you're trying to kill me, aren't you? We need lube for that."

"I have a vibrator and lube." I'm not ashamed admitting that I'm a woman who has needs. "But I think I might need lube for that." I point at his cock, that's thick and long. "You are so big."

His grin makes me think he likes my praise. "You are fucking soaked. Trust me. It'll fit. Where's your bedroom?"

"Upstairs, end of the hall."

Leaning in, he growls in my ear. "Well, you had better run ahead, Icon. Keep the heels on and get ready for me."

There is a moment of pause between us then he speaks and despite how satisfied I feel after that intense orgasm, the single word he says makes me desperate for him to fuck me through another one.

"Run."