Runaway Hearts: Seduced by Danger

20. Passion Map

Chapter 20

Passion Map

S unlight filters through the frilly curtains, basking the hotel room in a calm glow. But my heart drums, and heat pools between my legs. Kai’s handsome face is so close to mine I can see the flecks of gold in his irises.

My fingers run in his hair, fisting them to yank him to me. All restraint vanishes. Kai’s lips crash against mine in a hungry kiss that scorches my soul.

Sparks fly everywhere. I might combust from the sheer intensity of this kiss alone. My arms wind around his neck tighter, fingers digging into his skin, holding on for dear life as he plunders my mouth.

We trip on the edge of the mattress and fall onto the bed. His tongue tangles with mine, exploring every nook and cranny of my mouth as if he’s searching for something precious.

And maybe he is...

He’s found me, the real me, underneath all the armor I’ve built up over the years.

I moan into his mouth, and Kai pulls away, breathing hard. “Tell me you want this.” His voice is thick with lust as he rolls his hips against me. “That I can erase him from you entirely. Please…”

“I want this,” I breathe, my entire body thrumming with desire.

“Tell me you want me , Marianne,“ he demands, one hand teasing my nipple through the fabric of my top while the other dips beneath my pajama bottoms and slips inside, finding the damp heat that’s been waiting for him.

“I... I...” Warmth floods my cheeks as I stutter out the words I’ve kept at bay for so long. “I want you.”

Wow. I just asked for sex.

He grins, a glint of devilish satisfaction in his eyes as he moves down and sucks on the tender skin of my clavicle.

I need to kiss Kai. Right now.

But he’s on a mission to cover me with bitten and licked kisses, and fuck, I’m going to claim him!

A flame is born in me, and I grab his hair fiercely so he raises his head. A perverse smile on his lips suits him well. I crush my mouth on his.

Life is pink. Dark pink, zebra pink, pale pink, I don’t care.

As soon as he opens his mouth, I devour it. I’m starving. My tongue chases his, and I nibble at his lip from time to time. I’m living my unbridled passion for an impossible man.

Kai lets out grunts that ignite me, and I sigh and sniff with impatience. Last night’s experience didn’t satisfy my need for him.

My body demands more.

I want him inside me, making me moan louder than I know I can.

His hands are everywhere. I can’t believe it. It’s too good. The sweetness went to sleep, thank you. Kai is impatient, confident, wonderful. He takes my top off in a move that betrays an experience I want to know nothing about.

“Yes, Kai…”

Assertiveness won this round. Fuck off, anxiety.

I’m here with Ultrasexygerous, who makes me live a crazy experience and who eats my chest like a ravenous caveman. I moan when he nibbles my nipple, growling against my skin, and he moves to the other, only to come back.

He takes off my shorts and panties with one hand, his face wallowing in my breasts. My brain burns, and smoke comes out of my ears.

An inner laugh shakes me when I realize I’m completely naked under the hottest man alive.

I’m on fire.

He descends upon me like a wild animal, leaving a burning trace to my breasts, and continues down. His rough hands feel like sandpaper when he runs them on my inner thighs to spread me open, displaying me at his mercy.

An exhale breaks out of him as he licks his lower lips.

My thighs tighten.

“I haven’t been on the receiving end of this in a while,” I whisper, ashamed to be nervous.

Honestly, it’s been two years. Three, if I count based on the times I orgasmed.

Kai’s eyelids droop in challenge, and a full-blown grin tells me I’m in for a treat.

Please don’t tease me.

He kisses the quivering roundness of my stomach, pausing at the edge of my newly bared pussy, his fingers curling on the plumpness of my hips.

Then, with a boldness that leaves no room for doubt, his tongue flicks out and tastes me. A gasp escapes my lips, spurring him onward. He explores with hunger as if determined to memorize every pulse of pleasure with his mouth.

At this moment, I’m acutely aware of every point where his body meets mine, of the roughness of his jaw as it brushes against my inner thigh, of the way my body sways in rhythm with his movements.

The danger and uncertainty are thrown away.

Every stroke of his tongue elicits louder moans from deep within me, while his hands roam greedily over my breasts, stomach, and thighs. As if he didn’t have enough hands to caress everything at once.

I feel consumed.

Like my very soul is devoured by a cannibal who craves me for the flavor of who I truly am. I’m engulfed in a strange wave of unbridled passion. An unknown level of sensual delight.

My thighs tremble under his touch while pure pleasure explodes within me, my fingers digging into his scalp, and I lose control.

Kai’s actions become savage.

Each flick of his tongue makes me whimper, every nip of his teeth has my pussy clenching, and every possessive touch of his hands worships the intimacy we share.

He wants me to let go. But I’m scared. No one has ever given me so much and not asked for more in return.

Get used to it, Marianne!

“Kai,” I plead for more of this intoxicating bliss. I’m so close to insanity. My head spins, and my fingers jerk in his hair. “Yes. Oh, god, yes.”

My body tenses so tightly I’m scared my orgasm is going to destroy me.

“Don’t s…s—”

Kai is relentless in his pursuit of my pleasure, leading me to spiral down and down until I can’t take it anymore.

Waves of ecstasy crash over me, pushing and pulling in sync with the echoes of my moans bouncing off the walls.

“Don’t stop!”

Tremors wreck my body. A louder moan flies away, and my back arches. “Ah, yes!” I explode.

He stays latched to me until I vigorously push his head. Then, he sits on his heels and takes advantage of the moment to watch the mess I am.

Pride burns in his eyes. “You’re so beautiful. Fuck, it’s insane.”

He mounts a line of passionate kisses over my quivering thighs to my mouth.

With a gesture that betrays my yearning, I tug at the knot on his towel, revealing his throbbing erection.

That’s one glorious dick.

My hand wraps around it, applying a gentle pumping motion. Kai’s eyes roll back, and a pleading moan slips out of his lips.

Arrogance turned into need.

His state spreads a fire so strong in my veins, I’m not sure I can quench the mad desire rising in me. I’m possessed by a furious necessity for him. I want him to take me, to officialize this insane adventure.

The word “condom” breaks out of my lips, and Kai plunges to the side of the bed to grab his bag. He shakes it and pulls out a box. His fingers search, but impatience takes over, and he tears the box with his teeth. A shower of silver pouches falls onto the bed.

I’m in shock. Kai desires me to such an extent that he has torn the box with his teeth. I giggle.

“Are you okay, Kai?”

“Can’t… I… can’t fucking think.”

He throws the towel to the other end of the room and pushes himself into my hand while kissing me.

His trembling fingers rip the foil. While he rolls the condom over his dick, Kai’s jaw tightens, his eyes close, and I can only observe the power I have over him.

I have never gone through something so good for my self-esteem.

It’s maddening. Magical.

Then, he takes a deep breath and opens his eyes, positioning himself on top of me, between my legs. Gaze boring into each other’s, Kai pushes into me.

A groan taps the walls of his throat and escapes. “Oh, fuck.”

I thought I would lose myself in my head if we had sex, but I’m fully present mentally. I savor his warmth, his hands gripping the mattress over my head.

The sounds he makes are incredible.

My passion for his ass increases tenfold as I let my hands roam over it.

I accept everything with an acuity that shocks me. The way he kisses me, letting his tongue slide over my upper lip to break the kiss, gives me palpitations. His assured hands explore me, his deep gaze stares at me in awe, my breath is lost, and an aching pressure swirls in my pelvis.

I feel everything. Not lost, anchored.

The cloak in his eyes is gone. A glazed veil replaced it.

“You feel incredible, love.” Kai chokes up the words, and they end in a tremolo.

A level of intimacy I have never experienced envelopes me. It’s a new sensation since I’ve always been afraid to make eye contact during sex with Eric.

Afraid he would see how much I loathed him.

But now, there’s no hiding from the pull between Kai and me. This thing is mind-boggling, tugging us to each other in an uncontrollable rush of desire and vulnerability. And at this moment, nothing else matters.

“More, Kai.”

After a low chuckle, Kai grips my left thigh and pulls it over his hip, thrusting rougher. “Like that?” Much harder.

I let out a yelp and sip an uneven breath against his cheek. “Yes, baby. Just—” The pleasure spikes and spreads too fast. “Just like that.” The vibration of my whimpers tickles his lips resting on my throat. “It’s so good.” For the first time in my life, I mean it.

I allow sensations to take over and surrender to them. I didn’t think I—the Marianne who freaks out at every ounce of aggressiveness—would enjoy this roughness. But I do.

My nails sink in to scratch his back, but the moisture trickling down his spine makes them slip.

Kai slows and changes the tempo. “So goddamn good,” he echoes.

It’s phenomenal.

One of his hands leaves the edge of the mattress and slides between our engulfed bodies to rub my clit.

The fierceness returns, and his hip thrusts become aggressive. I throw my head far into the pillow, my mouth wide open.

Kai bends and nibbles my chin.

“Yes, fuck yes,” I whimper. My whole being vibrates with bliss.

His breathing slips with mine, his head shakes. The bed creaks as if it’s going to collapse. It’s so intense.

But then, I remember the haircut and the teasing to pull his hair. My fingers go up into his hair, and I fist them.

An incoherent sound comes out of his mouth, sounding like a plea.

I love this.

I close my fist tighter in his hair, scratching the scalp as I process and bite his clavicle.

Kai screeches. “Yes...”

I pull his hair harder with one hand, my teeth sinking into his flesh, while my other hand’s nails rake down the sweaty muscles of his back, deep enough for him to let out a cry.

“Fucking Christ, yes!”

Our hips colliding along with his whines makes me lose the map. I’m set ablaze. My skin melts, and my heart no longer knows how to beat. Decibels rise, making the air heavy. As I believe I’ll die, my body cramps with an agonizing pleasure, and I let out an insignificant moan.

His hand withdraws from between us and comes to squeeze my ass, fingers digging into my skin. His fierce pushes become frenzied, out of control. Kai has reached his physical limit.

A low growl fills the room when he comes and collapses at the end of everything on my oozing body. The sound of our out-of-control breathing fills the room, and I’m delighted, even if I thought I was dying.

“Fuck… I’ve been having sex wrong my whole life,” Kai wheezes after a few minutes, wiping tears off his cheeks. “You almost killed me.”

I didn’t even know sex could be this enjoyable. “I forbid you to die while you go wild.”

“I’m not the only one who went wild, shit… I…”

The compliment makes me stutter. “Was I good?” I ask with a shy peek to the side.

The smugness in his facial expression shuts me up. I grace him with a kiss on the nose when he collapses at my side. Crazy hair stuck to his forehead, scarlet cheeks, mouth ajar, and enigmatic eyes. He’s an enchanting vision.

Kai rolls onto his side and wraps himself around me. The heat radiating from his body could burn me, but the gesture stretches my lips into a lazy, satisfied smile.

I realize something extraordinary. I’ve been fucked too many times to talk about it, but I’ve never made love this way. Uninhibitedly willing. My heart, which was resuming its rhythm, goes back to a deafening symphony.

Kai whispers Japanese words I don’t understand into my neck, but they fill my heart with an outpouring of indescribable feelings.

“You’re all soaked,” I whisper and nuzzle his chest.

“It was worth it.” He grins, the sun in his gaze blazing. “But I have to shower again.”

“Oh, no…” I mock him.

I watch him get out of bed, get rid of the full condom, thread shaky fingers in his sweaty hair, and it forces me to hold back a hysterical laugh.

Oh, shit. Those scratches are going to leave marks…

As Kai returns from the bathroom, a calm settles over me. I reach out to him, pulling him close as we lie together, tangled in the sheets. The marks on his back map our passion, a reminder I can be bold and fierce.

“I never expected this,” he murmurs while his fingers trace patterns on my right shoulder. He looks at me like I’m the most precious thing in the world. “Perfect cutie pie.”

My heart swells with warmth. “I don’t want this to end.” Ever.

He smiles, a gentle warmth in his gaze. “You just say the best things, you know that?” he replies, pulling the white sheet over our head. “I’m never gonna let this end.”

I giggle, Nina’s voice booming, yelling: “Red flag! Too possessive and controlling!”

His nose trails up my neck and tickles my temple. “Unless you say so,” he adds with a mischievous grin.

Swooning overload.

“Do you think we can go to Vancouver and then the beach house to sort our things?”

He considers my suggestion momentarily, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of deceit. “Vancouver first,” he agrees, “then your beach house. We can blend in, lay low for a while. I’ll have my contact prepare things for us.”

I tilt my head back to look into his eyes. “And then?”

His lips brush against mine, featherlight. “And then we’ll disappear into paradise.”

Those words send a thrill through me. Life on the run with Kai sounds both reckless and fun. I press my forehead to his chest, inhaling his scent—an intoxicating blend that reassures me.

“All right,” I agree, lifting my head. “Vancouver it is.”

Kai’s hands cradle my face, his thumbs brushing along my cheekbones. “You won’t regret this,” he promises, his voice steady and resolute.

I believe him.

The gravity of our decision pulls me closer to him as if the air between us had thickened, becoming an unbreakable bond.

“Let’s pack,” he murmurs against my lips.