Kai has a chat with his step-father about his former girlfriends.
“O’Toole. Also not a virgin. We dated a couple weeks, but she took up with the captain of the football team. I guess captain of the swim team wasn’t jock enough for her. Brianna seduced me at a party.”
“Yup. She was hot as hell, and came up to me, grabbed my dick, and made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. Three months later, she tried to kill me.”
“That’s terrible! How did you get away? I mean, she sliced you….”
“I clocked her.”
“Punched her—Pow, right in the kisser. Normally, I wouldn’t have hit a woman, but I thought those were extreme circumstances. I told the police she tripped. That’s the only time I ever hit a girl. But if anyone else comes at my balls like that, I’d do it again.”
“I think you’d be justified.” Brad paused, gathering his thoughts. “I’d really like you to talk to someone about this, Kai. A counselor might have some insight.”
Kai held up his hand, shaking his head. “I don’t do well with that. Maybe I haven’t dealt with this yet, but I will—in my own way.”
“I know when you get stubborn like that, nothing I can say will make any difference.”
“I’m not that bad, am I?” Kai laughed a little. “I guess maybe I am. I’ll think about it.”
“Meanwhile, you and I both need some sleep.”
“Thanks, Brad.” He hugged his step-father, an unexpected camaraderie filling him.
After a shower, Kai lay down in his boxers, staring at the ceiling. The swirls of plaster looked like paisleys, making him think of her. His body filled with longing, his loins burning with desire. It wasn’t like he’d been going without sex, it just wasn’t on a regular basis. He was on good terms with several old girlfriends, all of whom were willing to indulge in the occasional booty call. Calling one now was out of the question. He’d made a commitment to Paisley, and he wasn’t the kind of man who cheated.
After trying to get comfortable for almost an hour, he got up to work off his sexual tension. He put on a Prince CD on, and warmed some lotion on his hands. Feeling like a pathetic loser, he closed his eyes, picturing Paisley. She excited him more than any of the porn he had stashed in his room. Remembering the curve of her breasts, the crest of her hip, the sleek feel of her thigh, made him crazy with lust. It wasn’t ideal, but afterward he felt more relaxed. At least he was able to fall asleep. It wasn’t the best sleep he’d ever had, but more than he anticipated.
He had two mugs of coffee in the morning, instead of just one, and ate a big breakfast before heading to Paisley’s apartment.
She answered the door wearing nothing but her bathing suit. “I’ll be ready in a minute. You’re early.”
“Guess my watch is fast. By it, I’m right on time.”
“Maybe mine’s running late. You hungry?”
“I ate. Thanks.”
“No problem. There’s coffee if you want some.”
He accepted graciously as she finished dressing. The coffee was good, rich and strong. Kai savored it as he sipped.
“Is there vanilla in this?”
“A pinch. I added a few drops when I brewed it.”
“No wonder it tastes so good. It’s tastes almost as good as you.”
Paisley giggled, smiling. “Thank you for the compliment. I’m sure the coffee tastes better.”
He leaned over, giving her a quick kiss, then sipped the coffee. “Nope, you taste better.”
“You’ll be pleased to know you do too.”
“Never been told I tasted good. Cool.”
“You smell good too,” she told him. “What cologne are you wearing?”
He sniffed his shirt. “I think that’s a combination of soap and deodorant, because I don’t remember using any today.”
“Maybe it’s just you,” she said, reaching for him hungrily.
Surprised by her aggressiveness, he took a step back, tripping over a hump in the rug. Coffee splashed on his hand, dripping on the floor.
Paisley hung her head. “I’m sorry. I can’t even do that right.”
“My fault. You surprised me, that’s all.” Kai set the coffee down, licking it off his hand. “Let’s try that again.” He held his arms open invitingly.
Blushing, her Bacall look in place, Paisley stepped into the circle of his arms, head tilted up. Kai lowered his face to hers, his lips a mere breath away. Sighing contentedly, she opened her lips to him. Teasing her mouth with his lips and tongue, he smiled. This felt so good, so incredibly right. His hands slid up the sleek sides of her suit, pulling her closer as his mouth took hers.
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