Kai flips him the bird. “Keep your sexual innuendos for Hunt. He appreciates them more,” he drawls.
“Stop stirring shit,” Sawyer says, appearing behind Xavier.
“How come you’re here?” I ask Xavier.
“Sawyer and I are investigating your father’s childhood. Trying to see if we can find out which orphanage he was in and get the inside track on Mom and Pop,” he explains. “I’ll crash here for a few days until my flight.” All the guys are going home for Christmas. Kai refuses to go to his father’s house, so he’s going to Sawyer’s place for a few days.
“Great. Hopefully, there might be something there, because he’s very cagey when the subject of his past crops up.”
Sawyer looks at me. “You get away okay?”
“Yep.” I brush past them into the living room, flopping down onto the couch. “I told Mrs. Barron I was going out of town to purchase a special wedding present for Charlie and swore her to secrecy, claiming I wanted it to be a surprise.” Kai scowls like he always does when mention of Charlie or the wedding arises. Not that I blame him. He’s handling it far better than I would if the roles were reversed.
“I think this is yours,” Jackson says, looming over me and holding out his hand. A piece of flimsy lace wafts through the air as he lets go of a scrap from my panties.
I send daggers at Kai, and he chuckles.
“Your screams were so loud I thought he was killing you,” Jackson adds, his voice slurring a little.
“Lauder.” Kai’s good humor evaporates, and he pins his friend with a warning look.
Jackson smirks, taking a puff of his blunt. “If you don’t want us commenting, don’t fuck her in public.”
Kai’s fists knot at his sides, and I’m expecting him to take a chunk out of Jackson, but he ignores him, focusing his gaze on me. “Are you hungry?”
“I could eat.”
He holds out his arm, and I take his hand, letting him pull me up and lead me away.
“Why is he drunk and high at lunchtime on a Wednesday?” I ask as we walk toward the kitchen, lowering my voice so the others don’t hear.
“Today is the anniversary of his sister’s death. It’s not a good day for him.”
“Oh.” I’m deep in thought as Kai steers me into the kitchen, lifting me up and placing my butt on the island unit. “We should do something to try to distract him.”
“Like what?” Kai asks, bending down as he opens the refrigerator.
I shamelessly ogle his ass as he plucks items from the fridge. “I could make homemade pizzas, and we could watch some funny movies, maybe?” We can’t go out, in case someone sees me with them, and it’s like the frigging Arctic outside, so shooting some hoops or going swimming is out, leaving few options.
Kai shuts the refrigerator with his hip, bringing several packages over to the counter and dumping them beside me. He spreads my legs, positions himself between them, and wraps his arms around my neck, smirking. “Were you just checking out my ass?”
“Guilty.” I grin, resting my hands on his shoulders. “You know you have a fucking amazing ass. I won’t pass up an opportunity to drool.”
He smiles, hauling me against his chest and hugging me. I rest my head on his shoulder, feeling unbelievably content. “I love that you’re back here,” he says, running his fingers through my hair. “I wish I could wake up beside you every day like before.”
I ease back, cupping his face. “I wish that too.” I peck his lips. “And we’ll have that again. It’s the only thing keeping me going.”
I make a variety of homemade pizzas while Kai argues with Xavier over which movies to watch. Sawyer has to basically bribe Jackson into coming out of his room to join us.
The atmosphere is tense and conversation feels forced, because it’s obvious Jackson is in a bad place. He’s sprawled across one couch, smoking a joint while sipping on a beer. I force a few slices of pizza on him, hoping the food will soak up some weed and booze.
Kai and I called dibs on the other couch, while Sawyer and Xavier occupy the two leather recliners. They bitch and argue nonstop during the movie like an old married couple, and the thought brings a smile to my face. “What are you thinking?” Kai whispers in my ear, running his fingers up and down my arm, sending a flurry of tingles cascading all over my body.
He’s spooning me from behind, and I can feel the evidence of his arousal digging into my ass. “We should set them up,” I whisper back, subtly nodding in their direction.
“I’m not getting involved in that shit, and neither are you.” He grasps my hips, pulling them flush with his boner, and heat floods my body.
Feeling eyes on me, I whip my head around, meeting Jackson’s dark gaze. His eyes drift to my chest and lower, to where Kai has a firm grip on my pelvis. Weird tension crackles in the air, and I shift uncomfortably, pulling my eyes from Jackson and refocusing on the movie even though I can’t even remember the name.
“You okay?” Kai whispers.
“Peachy,” I lie.
The odd tension doesn’t leave. If anything, it gets worse, and I feel Jackson’s attention on us even though I avoid looking in his direction.
He’s in a funny mood. Lashing out with crude and hurtful remarks that we all purposely ignore. Deep-seated anger surrounds him like an invisible cloud, emitting hazardous vibes. I know it’s all wrapped up with his sister, but I’ve never seen him like this, and it’s unsettling. I’m used to Jackson being the laid-back flirtatious stoner, and I’m not sure I like this version of him.
When the movie ends and Kai asks if I want to go upstairs, I nod eagerly, keen to exit the toxic energy in the room.
I drop my handbag on the bedside table and my other bag on the floor, shrieking as Kai lifts me from behind, dusting kisses all along my neck and grinding his arousal into my ass. He lifts my dress from behind, prodding my ass with one finger through my tights. “I want to take you here,” he whispers, sliding his finger up and down my ass crack.
I shiver all over. We haven’t done that although he’s voiced his desires previously, and he’s played with my hole during sex which I’ve enjoyed. I don’t know when we’ll be alone again, so I nod. “Okay.”
He spins me around, his eyes dancing with excitement. “You sure?”
I worry my lip between my teeth, smiling shyly at him. “Yeah. I trust you.”
He has me stripped and writhing naked underneath him in next to no time. His magic tongue is doing the most amazing things to my body, and it doesn’t take him long to bring me to orgasm. He flips us around, placing me on his lap. “Ride me, baby.”
I lower myself down over his hard length, moaning loudly as he fills me up. It’s so intense like this, and I like to savor the sensation, bouncing gently on top of him. Of course, that doesn’t last long, and he grips my hips, slamming me up and down on him, urging me to go faster. I oblige, because in the bedroom, Kai is king, and he knows a hundred different ways to make me fall apart in the best way.
He lifts me up off his cock, plunging his fingers into my pussy unexpectedly, pumping his fingers in and out a few times, before situating me back on his cock. I resume the pace he likes, swirling my hips as I slam up and down, grinding my clit on his dick.