“And what do you get out of it?”
I shrugged. My response sat at the tip of my tongue, but I wondered if it was the right thing to say. “Time with you.”
His eyes locked with mine in a challenging gaze. “Is that what you want?”
My headed started in a slow nod. “And in return,” I added, “you’ll continue to help me get comfortable with the ship after we sail away. I’m not sure how I’m going to feel about it all once we’re out there, but—” I swallowed, suddenly terrified. “I don’t know if I want to find out… without you.”
His gaze traveled down to my lips as he sucked in a breath. “Okay, Kai. I’ll agree to that.”
Chapter 30
Sebastian
Kai was still sitting on my lap, staring back at me with those big amber eyes of hers, when our sweet, innocent, honest moment transitioned toward something else. She felt it, too, as I grew hard beneath her.
She shifted some, but my arm was still locked around her waist, not allowing much room. She froze atop me. “Sebastian…?” she started to ask in a warning tone. Then she rocked her arse on my hips again as if to make certain what she felt was real. “Is that…?”
I flattened a palm to her middle and bit back a laugh. “Sorry. Just give it a minute. It’ll go away.”
Her eyebrows rose. “A minute? That’s all you’ve got in you?”
My eyes narrowed at her perfectly clear challenge. It was one I was happy to accept, with her bent over my piano. By the heat of her skin, I gathered she wanted that too. I rolled my hips and moved my mouth to her ear. “Wanna find out?”
Her cheeks darkened as her breathing turned shallow. When she didn’t respond verbally, I took her ear lobe in my teeth and slid my free hand on her thigh. I held it there for a second to give her a chance to reject me. She needed to be sure because once I got going, we wouldn’t be stopping.
After I was met with silence, I didn’t let it linger. Instead, I started to drag my hand up, inch by inch, until I reached the fabric of her pretty little dress. “Your dress is so thin you can probably feel me inside you.” I moved my hips again, eliciting a little moan from her. “I want to know what you feel like, Kai. After last night…” My words floated along her neck as she relaxed into me “After you made yourself come. After I tasted you.”
Her head fell back onto my shoulders just as my fingers brushed the inside of her thigh. Her legs parted, merely an inch, but that was enough to make my chest feel like it was going to explode.
My forehead fell against her back, and I groaned into her sweet skin as my fingers ascended their throne. “Bloody hell,” I said as my fingers slid against her wet panties. “What are you doing to me?”
Then her hips moved as she pushed down and circled her bum on my lap. I was in heaven. Pure fucking heaven.
“Sebastian,” she hissed.
I froze, panic lashing through me at the thought of her looming rejection. This had been too good to be true, and I’d only just pulled aside her panties. “What?”
“The curtain,” she whispered.
Relief rushed through my veins. She wasn’t trying to stop me. She just didn’t want anyone else to see. I stood, bringing her with me as I removed my hands from under her dress. I brought her face to mine and kissed her, long and deep, until she started to melt into me. “Wait right here.”
“Where are you going?”
I moved toward the steps. “Taking care of the problem. Don’t move.”
I jogged down the stairs and toward the wall at the side of the stage and pushed the red button that closed the curtains. Then I raced back up to her, not stopping to catch my breath. I cleared the piano bench with a leap and pulled her into my arms.
“Wow,” she said with a laugh. “I’m not sure if I should be impressed or afraid.”
I took her hand and placed it on my bulky denim and smiled. “Definitely impressed, love.”
Her small grip tightened around me as gazed back into my eyes. “I’ll be the judge of that.” She looked down and bit her lip before flipping her lashes up as she unbuttoned then unzipped my jeans. Her hand slid down between my underwear and my skin until her small fingers met my cock with a firm grip.
I sucked in a breath, bit down on my lip, and growled. Innocent Kai knew exactly what she was doing. She stroked me with intention, slowly, becoming well acquainted with her biggest fan. By the determined look in her eyes, I had a feeling she’d continue just like that, torturing me, until I came, but that wasn’t how this night was going to end. Placing a hand on hers, I dragged her fingers out of my trousers then kneeled in front of her. I looked up with a grin while she stared down at me like she was ready to explode. She’d get there. In due time.
With our eyes locked, I brushed my fingers up her legs, over her knees, and up her thighs, then I paused with her panties in my grip. Slowly, I brought them down over her bum until they were pooled around her pointy heels. I didn’t expect her to step out of them, but when she did, I picked the fabric up and hooked them on the edge of my piano.
I felt fire in my eyes when I touched her legs again, this time lifting one up and propping it on the piano bench. Her pussy was right there, glistening in the dim backstage lighting, and I didn’t wait a second longer to run my tongue along her warm slit.
Suddenly, I was ravenous, parched for Kai and dangerously aware of what one simple meal could do to me. Kai was gourmet on a boat full of fast food, and I wouldn’t take a single course for granted. I sampled her intimately, testing each sweet spot and listening for her responses—her breathy sighs, her subtle moans, and her shaking legs. Everything was a cue that led to more, more, more until I couldn’t fucking stand it.
Her vag was practically riding my face when I shoved her dress up to her hips and gripped her round bare ass in my hand. I moaned against her clit, sucked it, then inserted two thick fingers when I decided I was ready for her to come.
She moaned out her release, her manicured fingers scraping my scalp and tugging my hair like she needed reins to keep her upright.
“Holy shit.” She sagged against the piano, playing a god-awful tune as she tried to catch her breath.
But I didn’t give her much time to relax. I wasn’t done with her yet.
I placed my arms on either side of her, caging her in and kissing her so hard she couldn’t help but taste herself on my tongue. Then I tugged her toward me, picking her up as I sat down on the bench. Her knees pushed into the black shiny surface on either side of me, and she crushed her lips against mine. I imagined it was a thank you for getting her off so brilliantly.
“I can’t wait to bury myself in you,” I rasped against her mouth.
She moved her hand between us, grabbed my dick, and held it there while she dragged her teeth down my neck. “Condom?” she asked.
I would be lying if I didn’t admit I was disappointed. I wanted to feel her bare, gripping me, fucking me, but she was right to ask for protection. I reached for my leather jacket, which I’d set at the end of the bench.
“Here,” I said, handing it to her.
She grinned in response, snatched it from my fingers, and ripped open the plastic with her teeth. I held my breath as I watched her roll the rubber over my length, jealous of the material for getting to feel her in a way that I couldn’t.