Page 32 of Waves
Kai played with his own hands, bending his fingers together and then pushing them apart. “Because I lost my temper and scared your friend and... I shouldn’t have done that. I overreacted, and I’m sorry.”
“You think I’m mad at you?”
“I am hoping the apology will remedy that.”
“I thought you were mad at me!” Relief caused me not only to exclaim, but smile.
“What? Why would I be mad at you? You did nothing.”
“Well, you know... Thom said all that stuff right in front of you.”
“Oh, I don’t care,” Kai said with a reassuring wave.
“You... don’t care?”
“Uh, well, what I mean is I care about you, not what he said about you,” Kai clumsily corrected. “You’re important to me, not him.”
I almost wanted to cry, but only almost. With building speed, I walked across the kitchen and wrapped my arms around him for a hug. Kai tapped his forehead to mine with a smile. With Kai, I found myself replacing doubt with belief. I believed in him and in everything he said: that to him I was important and that he cared about me.
When I leaned closer to Kai, I could feel his overflowing affection pouring out of him and washing over me. The moment our lips met I knew one kiss wouldn’t satisfy. I took a step back and Kai followed, chasing me the whole way down the hall to my room while his mouth refused to leave mine. Once I snapped the door shut behind us, I pulled him toward me. I had never been so drunk, and it had nothing to do with traces of craft beer flowing through my system. I was drunk on new love.
My hands slid under his shirt, my pinkie brushing beneath the band of his pants while I held his back. I broke away from him only to peel the fabric from his skin and ripped his shirt over his head with feverish enthusiasm. So far, Kai let me call the shots, and he didn’t object when I pulled him into the bed with me. His kisses were all smiles when he held the back of my head in his palm, moving only to tug my shirt off and then coming right back as if magnetized. I couldn’t stay away from him, and he clearly couldn’t be away from me.
My lungs could barely breathe while unbuttoning his jeans. Adrenaline coursed through my veins while I sunk him back onto the mattress, but he pulled me along with him, refusing to let go of me until his lips found mine again. I smiled, but I needed to get away for a moment to yank his pants down. It wasn’t as if this was my first time seeing his body. Still, I couldn’t help staring for a moment at his thick and uncut cock.
Kai quickly realized what I planned to do and tried to pull me back up and away from his lower half. “You don’t have to do that.”
Well, I knew that much. If there was one thing I relished lately, it was the natural ease about Kai. He never made me feel rushed, pressured, or uncomfortable. I knew I didn’t have to do anything. I wanted him, and I wanted to do this for him.
“It’s fine. I want to,” I assured him with a breathy whisper.
“No.”
I screeched to a halt and went totally hands-off for a moment. Even if I couldn’t fathom why Kai would turn me down, I could understand something as clear as a ‘no.’ Though, I would admit his refusal left me confused—so very, very confused.
“I don’t... I don’t want to just lie here,” Kai continued.
I didn’t quite follow, and that clearly showed once Kai’s ears got redder and redder. Well, not that I misunderstood his words. While what he said was just fine and dandy with me, I began to have second thoughts. Yes, I liked him. So much so, I should’ve afforded him the same level of respect he gave me this whole time instead of being a horndog.
Kai cracked a smile and wiped his hand down his face while he watched me. He pulled me to him again, his fingers curling around my arm when he leaned closer for a kiss. His mouth was still bent into a smile while his lips moved with mine. His other hand rested on my waist while he wiggled my pants down my legs, then he rolled and pinned himself against me.
Having him this close to me made my heart skip a few beats, but he pulled me even closer when he came back to kiss me. It was not like I was new at this sort of thing, but something about Kai had always been different. I was not anxious, yet I practically shook under him from anticipation. And even though I hadn’t known him long, nothing about this moment felt like a hasty hookup with a near stranger. Something clicked when he shoved his hand between us and began stroking our cocks—almost like déjà vu—and suddenly this didn’t seem like the first time, but more like the hundredth.
We’d just started, but I couldn’t hold back my soft panting. This felt fucking amazing. He was fucking amazing. Every moment with him had always been relaxed, and this one was no exception. Nothing about the way he kissed me or even how he bent his body into mine seemed hasty. The magnetism I felt before was even stronger with him so close. While the heat of his body warmed my skin, the flutter of his heartbeat resonated in my chest when I pressed against him. I wanted him close to me, too.
The friction of his shaft rubbing against mine eventually made my entire body shudder. I couldn’t stop myself from melting under him, and his free hand laced into my hair while he held my scalp. His hand was the only thing keeping my head from floating away while his moans blended with mine. A fog settled around my brain that only his slow kisses and soft touch could lift, both of which soothed me to my very core.
I reclined in the bed, thinking how I could happily spend an eternity lying beside Ezra and brushing my fingers down his back with him resting his head on my chest. Instead, he let out a groan and rolled his shoulders while I laughed.
“I don’t want to sleep again,” Ezra grumbled.
“Why? You need sleep,” I said.
“No. I don’t want to spend all my time with you napping.”
“That sounds like an excellent use of time to me.”
“You would think that.” Ezra snorted.