I watch the sunrise and take in the beauty of the moment. From the sound of the ocean to the smell that’s surrounding us, I can’t quite figure out what it is, but I know that it’s perfect. I lean back against Kai, and his arms wrap tighter around me, his thighs tightening against my sides. Since our dinner of delicious fish tacos two weeks ago, we have been working on us, and this us is way better than the previousone. I have let down my guard slightly, and I’m just enjoying the day-by-day time we spend together.
It isn’t so much that I have forgiven him for leaving me the way he did, but I’m trying to be understanding of the man he is, and like he told me, he is a man who is not used to answering to anyone. He is a man used to doing what needs to be done—damn the consequences. I can’t say I completely agree with this way of thinking, but I’ve been trying, and I can tell he is also trying to care when it comes to me and what I need from him.
“This is my favorite time of day,” he whispers, placing a gentle kiss on the side of my neck.
I have also learned something else about Kai; he is seriously romantic, even if he isn’t trying to be. Just this morning, when he woke me up, he handed me a sweater and led me out to the beach so I could experience my first Hawaiian sunrise. He often does small things that let me know he is thinking of me.
“It’s so quiet,” I tell him, rolling slightly to my side, letting my face rest on his bare chest while wrapping my arms around him.
“That’s why it’s my favorite. I have a moment to think. No phone, no one telling me that I’m needed—just me and nature.” He kisses the top of my head. “And now, you.”
Okay, that was sweet…really sweet. See what I mean when I said he is seriously romantic?
I tilt my head and place a kiss to his skin, wordlessly letting him know how much that means to me. We sit here for a long while, watching as the sun rises into the sky. I’m not sure what he’s thinking about, but I know I’m silently hoping that we have hundreds more moments just like this one.
Chapter 10
Consummation
I walk into Kai’s office when I hear him calling me. I have no idea what could have set him off now, but judging by the bellowing of my name, I’m assuming it’s not a good thing.
“What’s going on?” I ask as soon as I walk over the threshold.
“What the fuck is this?” he roars, shoving a stack of papers at me.
I take them from him and instantly feel guilty. I haven’t had a chance to talk to Tammy about the divorce. I’ve been so caught up with Kai and us spending time together, getting to know each other, that it didn’t cross my mind. Not even once.
“Divorce papers,” I whisper when I read the first page.
“I see that, Myla. Why the fuck did I just get served with divorce papers?”
Oh, shit.
“I wanted a divorce?” I whisper then look up in time to see him plowing towards me.
I naturally back up until I feel the wall behind me. His face comes within inches from mine, and my pulse picks up.
“I told you I’m not going anywhere,” he growls, caging me in.
“I know.” I close my eyes and turn my head to the side.
“I told you that we are going to work this out,” he snarls, and I feel his hand on my side. “I told you we will never be over.” His hand comes up and he cups my breast through the material of my top as his teeth nip into my earlobe.
“Kai,” I breathe, and then I’m turned around and moving backwards. My ass hits his desk, and he leans over me slightly as he pushes all the papers and items off the top of his desk and onto the floor. “Kai,” I repeat nervously as his hands go to my shorts.
He quickly unbuttons them, sliding them down over my hips along with my panties. He takes the papers I didn’t realize I was still holding out of my hand, setting them on the desk. Then he lifts me to sit on top of them, spreads my legs wide, lowers his head, and buries his face between my wide-open thighs.
“Oh, God,” I moan, holding on to his hair.
“Not God, Myla,” he growls against my *, his teeth and tongue bringing me closer to orgasm.
“Kai!” I cry out, squeezing my eyes closed.
“Who’s your husband, Myla?” he growls, burying two fingers inside me.
“Oh, God.”
A loud slap sounds in the room as a sting tingles the skin of my thigh. My eyes fly open and I look down at him.
“Not God. Who’s your husband?”
“You are.”
“What’s my name?” he demands.
“Kai,” I whimper as his fingers move more quickly, curling up to hit my G-spot.
“Oh yeah.” His mouth latches on to my clit, and I feel my body light up as my orgasm rocks through me.
My clit pulses in beat with my rapid heart rate. I squeeze my legs together as my thighs begin to shake with the intensity of every feeling coursing through my body. I look down at him as he lifts his mouth away. Then he wipes his chin on the inside of my thigh. I take a trembling breath, and my body relaxes back onto the desk, unable to hold myself up any longer.
“You okay?” he asks, leaning over me, taking my mouth in a deep kiss before I have a chance to answer.
“Awesome,” I whisper when he pulls away.
He helps me sit forward, pulls my shirt off over my head, and then unhooks my bra, tossing them both to the floor. He then chuckles, leaning me back against the desk when he realizes that my body is of no use to me right now. I hear the soft whoosh of material and open my eyes just in time to see his shirt hit the floor. I look back up at him, and his hand lowers to his pants, undoing his belt and button then sliding them down. For the first time, I see how truly beautiful all of him is as his cock springs free then bounces against his lower belly.
He wraps his hand around his girth and pumps up and down, with his eyes locked on me. “Open up,” he grunts as his hand runs up the back of my calf then up over my knee, pulling my legs apart.
I spread my legs, and he hooks his arms under my knees, pulling my ass to the edge of the desk. My legs wrap around his hips as my thumb runs over my oversensitive clit, making me jump.