Runaway Hearts: Seduced by Danger

37. Dirty Hands

Chapter 37

Dirty Hands

T aking a deep breath, I wake to weird clinks on my left. It’s a wonderful morning. I open my eyes, and they lock on the man at the desk. My heart melts, and my intimacy tingles.

Oh, yummy.

“Hey,” I mumble, trying not to let my jaw drop at the sight before me.

“Hi, love. Did you sleep well?”

“A big brute disturbed me in the middle of the night.”

A sniff comes out of his nose.

His eyes are shining this morning. Sleep did us a lot of good. I cast a few glances at Kai’s dirty hands, his focused eyes, and his gun in pieces on the small desk beside the bed. I pause my breathing as if it could help me stamp every detail in my mind. The way his blackened fingers work over the pieces, the wrinkles around his eyes when he concentrates, and that fucking edible pout. Watching Kai clean his gun is an enormous turn-on. The beast inside of me stirs as I observe him.

“Fuck, that’s so hot,” I let out.

He blinks, and heat creeps into my cheeks.

What the hell?

The way he looks at me changes.

“Did you let me sleep for a long time?” I ask, trying to redirect my thoughts.

I’m imagining Kai saying a bunch of dirty, rowdy things, and my panties can’t take it anymore. My nipples harden, and my face burns even more.

“Only an hour. We should get going soon,” he replies.

“Right.”

I sit up in bed, and his gaze lingers on my bare shoulders, tracing the thin straps of my tank top, barely holding up my breasts. I bite down on my inner cheek.

“You’re beautiful this morning.” His throaty voice rasps my ears and brings a searing heat to my stomach.

Why am I still so shy?

The intense heat between my thighs is overpowering and undeniable. “Thank you.”

I slip out of bed, and my breath catches in my throat when I hear him groan.

Damn it.

I need to make a quick pit stop in the bathroom to freshen up and change. Then, it’s imperative that we hit the road without delay.

As I exited the bathroom, Kai surprised me by standing in the doorway and crashing his lips onto mine. My heart races, my hands tremble, and my skin prickles as he slips his tongue into my mouth. He raises his hands, trying not to touch anything or dirty my clothes.

I break away from the kiss, but he comes back for more. Our days in Nay flash through my mind like a movie, but we can’t linger here. Every time we have, it almost led to our deaths. So, I trip him over my leg and walk past him with a smile. It’s time to go... now.

Kai gets up as best as he can, trying not to dirty everything with his hands. He’s so freaking sexy with messy hands. The idea he could leave fingerprints on my body sets fire to my mind.

We must get out now before I throw him on the bed. He has a mischievous demeanor, making me feel quite naughty. No more machine guns in his eyes.

“How much longer with your gun?” I ask.

“Give me five minutes.” His voice sends tremors rocking on my hips.

“I’ll pick up our things.”

“We have a long drive ahead of us,” he says, preparing his weapon.

I hold back a sigh of pure feminine bliss in the face of his all-too-obvious virility. With a gun in his hands, he’s the sexiest of all my fantasies. Sleep repaired some faulty parts of my brain.

“We should get going,” I remind him and myself.

“I just need to wash up first.”

I want those hands on me.

Powerful, dirty hands. I swallow. Ignited by a man cleaning his gun. Back in fugitive status in a few seconds.

Kai stands confidently with a smirk, knowing full well the effect he has on me. His eyes glisten with mischief as I struggle to keep myself under control. Two years on a boat with him will surely destroy any shred of self-respect I have left.

We’re going to fuck like rabbits. Especially if he ogles me with this kind of satisfied and perverse glow. Every inch of him is screaming for me to touch him.

No. Absolutely not.

Or... maybe?

My body no longer obeys my mind as I watch him move around the room.

The moment breaks when Kai heads to the bathroom to wash his hands. I focus on reading through our information instead of giving in to my desires and pressing him against the wall to devour his mouth with mine. I know that’s what he wants.

“Before we leave, we should review our information just in case anything goes wrong,” Kai suggests.

“Good idea.”

I sit on the bed with the boxes and start reading my life. Focused, I sense Kai’s weight on the bed. He takes a pile of papers and looks at them without looking at them. He glances at me often, making my heart go wild. His gaze glides over me as if studying my curves, recording each line. It’s superb for my ego.

“So, where did you grow up?” I ask to cut the tension.

“Vancouver. And you?”

“Calgary. My parents are of Mexican heritage. Luckily, I speak Spanish.”

“I don’t know a single word of Spanish.”

“Well, if you want to run away with me to the Caribbean, baby, you’ll have to learn,” I tease.

Kai freezes, his sun-like eyes staring at me intensely.

Did I say something wrong?

“What?” I ask innocently.

He shakes his head with a sigh, but I can see the grin on his face. “We’re definitely going to Mexico to buy that tequila you had the night I came back.”

“And maybe we can get a dog?” I suggest with hope.

“In a couple of months,” Kai confirms, his smile making my heart do somersaults and igniting a fiery desire in my core.

“I’m a writer; that’s great.”

“I’m playing the stock market,” he says, discouraged, as he pulls out a book on the stock markets.

“What’s wrong?”

“I know nothing about it.”

“Come on, it’s just like being a criminal,” I joke. “Take advantage of the market to make the most profit. Don’t let your emotions get involved. It’s in your blood.”

“You think highly of me,” Kai says sarcastically.

“Oh, stop it. I just think you’d be good at it,” I assure him with a smirk.

With an arched eyebrow, Kai examines a piece of paper and smiles.

“We actually met at a cancer fundraiser last September,” he says.

“You looked handsome in your tuxedo.” I pulled out a photo of the fake event.

“Oh, wow... not as much as you,” Kai exclaims as he flips over another photo.

“Let me see!”

He hands me the photo, and my smile fades. It was taken on Arietta’s birthday almost a year ago now. The background has been altered, but I remember the dress I wore. She had insisted on choosing it for me. Eric was off on a fishing trip. Looking at myself in that royal blue evening gown, I can see how much of a mess I was then.

Fuck you, Eric .

But Kai’s hand on my arm brings me back to the present, reassuring me with his touch.

“It’s all over now. I’ve got you,” he says, rubbing my arm gently.

“We’re both orphans. How convenient,” I added bitterly.

“We met last year. We met again a few times at social events and—”

“I ran into you in a hotel lobby in February. You couldn’t resist inviting me for a drink.” I smile, thinking I would’ve never said yes to such a man in my regular life.

“We’ve been traveling in the United States for two weeks now. Vic really went all out; it seemed like he had been planning this for a while. There are receipts from hotels, restaurants...” Kai laughs as he pulls out the evidence.

We fall into a comfortable silence, but there is undeniable electricity between us. However, we don’t have time for this, do we?

“Thank you, love. For everything. I could never have—” Kai starts to say before I cut him off.

“Don’t thank me yet. Save your declarations for when we’re on the boat,” I tease with a playful grin.

His gaze grows heavy, his pupils dilate, and his breathing quickens.

Do I cut the moment, or do I wait?

No need to wait. Kai moves over me, his gaze hooked in the depths of what I am. Instinctively, I stride back. I’m afraid he’ll see how much I’m in love with him.

He presses his lips onto mine, and his hands slip on my ass. He crushes me into the mattress, invading my mouth, and time stops. My legs wrap around his waist, and Kai eagerly responds, moving against me in a sensual rhythm. I moan, giving in to the pleasure filling my body.

My hands tangle in his hair, pulling him closer. Our bodies grind together, sparking intense sensations within me, and he groans in response.

It’s intimate. Every touch from this man sets me ablaze, driving me into absolute madness. His tongue explores my mouth and caresses my tongue, and I can’t breathe. One kiss, and I’m just a puddle of monstrous desire.

But soon, I break away, realizing we have a long way to go.

Kai’s eyes are full of wild lust, his lips swollen, and his cheeks flushed. My breath catches at the sight of him; there’s no trace of arrogance, only raw hunger burning within him.

He looks back at me with equal intensity before taking a deep breath. “We... we still have a lot to do,” he manages.

“I know.”

I’m a hair’s breadth away from tearing off his clothes.

Who knows when I’ll have another chance to feel his body pressed against mine?

My hand slides down and rests on his crotch, feeling his hardness through the fabric of his shorts, making me even more turned on.

“Marianne…” Kai begs, trying to regain control of himself.

I bite my lip to hold back a laugh; he’s so irresistibly addicted to me that it’s hard for me to resist. But I continue rubbing.

“Fuck... Marianne, if you don’t stop,” he warns through gritted teeth.

“What? What are you going to do?” I tease, unable to contain my arousal.

My cheeks flush with embarrassment as the tension between us grows stronger. He stutters, and I giggle, my hands moving faster.

His hand slides under the fabric between my thighs. I don’t belong to myself anymore. With my mouth wide open, my hand freezes as Kai touches me.

I want more.

“You’re so wet...” he mutters, nibbling on my shoulder.

“It’s your fault.” I push myself into his hand, moaning in happiness.

I want him.

“You have three seconds to say no before I lose any control I have,” he grunts.

I fist his hair and give him a fierce kiss instead. I didn’t know I was so impatient.

In an animal rumble, Kai attacks the clothes that fly away at an astonishing speed. My blouse is ruined. But it doesn’t matter; we are finally naked and pressed together.

He devours me, gobbling up everything he finds with hungry kisses. My skin is on fire; my intimacy quivers with impatience. One hand spreads my thighs, and the other caresses a breast. I breathe faster; my body gets lost under his mouth. Painful goosebumps cover my skin; I’ve never desired a man so viscerally.

His teeth on the inside of my thigh made me hiccup. I don’t recognize myself anymore. I’m just a bubbling mass of desire for Kai. All semblance of restraint is gone.

“I can’t wait to do this,” Kai whispers hoarsely. “You taste so delicious.” His tongue teases me, infuriatingly slow.

A misplaced frustration growls in me, and I grab his hair to put his head right where I want it. I squirm under his mouth and realize the boldness of my behavior. I giggle.

“Hell, yes,” he groans.

As soon as his words register in my mind, Kai expertly uses his tongue to drive me crazy. As if I weren’t enough. It’s spectacular.

He’ll know every inch of my body by heart in just a few weeks.

His tongue spins and turns; he sucks, groans against my skin, and I no longer live. Breathing becomes an afterthought as my body tenses and shakes with pleasure. I can hardly believe how quickly I’m approaching climax. Every part of me is buzzing with tingles. I wonder if I’m not disintegrating. My body is consumed with fiery spasms, electrifying every cell. I arch my back, craving more of his mouth on me, making hoarse noises of pleasure I didn’t know I could produce.

I moan. “Yes, Kai…”

My curled toes are cold from the lack of blood, and the fire on my cheeks spreads to my throat and chest; my nipples are warm in Kai’s hands. My core tightens. My pussy is so hot that Kai’s tongue seems fresh. His hands migrate and grab my hips. I didn’t realize I was grinding against him, that I was pushing myself against him. Like a slutty, horny... me.

Oh, Lord.

An intense pleasure makes my thighs clench as Kai puts his teeth into it. He swallows everything I am, letting little grunts escape, and they vibrate against my sensitive skin. And I can’t take it anymore. My head will burst if I hold back.

“More…” I plead.

Kai complies, pressing his tongue just hard enough for me to liquefy. My back arches violently; my hand grips his head to keep him there, and I scream. Waves of pleasure overwhelm me, and my body is seized with convulsions.

I want to yell out his name, but my brain is too overwhelmed by the intense pleasure of my orgasm to form coherent words. My fingers clenched in his hair, but he continues, and the orgasm lasts and lasts. So much so that I’m dazed. I’m sinking into the mattress; my brain has burned out.

Kai smiles on the shivering skin of my thigh. He sucks and nibbles. If he continues, he’ll give me a hickey. He stops just in time and goes up, wiping his mouth on my stomach.

“I can practically count your goosebumps,” he whispers.

We lock gazes, and he looks like a wildfire: dangerously beautiful.

While I try to get back to the living, Kai takes a condom from his bag. But before he can use it, I grab it from him and push him down onto the bed. My face turns vermilion with embarrassment, but I don’t care.

Kai looks at me feverishly, and I want to enjoy it. I sit on his lap, trying not to overthink what I’m about to do.

He takes over and sits under me. The crimson of my cheeks isn’t just the fruit of his mouth between my thighs. I feel incredibly self-conscious about my idea, but Kai kisses me greedily and runs his hands along the curve of my spine.

His lips trail up to my neck, and he sucks the skin while moaning. Then, he takes one breast to lick it while he plays with his fingers with the other.

Okay. I can do this.

I grab his dick, hard and waiting between us, and apply a generous pumping motion. Kai sits still, his mouth open on my shoulder, his skin shivering, his irregular breathing, his fingers embedded in my ass as if holding onto dear life.

I can’t believe I have that much effect on such a man. I tear the envelope and unroll the condom over him.

Kai grabs a pillow and puts it behind him, neither sitting nor lying down. I close my eyes for two seconds, the time to refocus.

“Fuck... I need you.” His voice is low, and his eyes are as blazing as his cheeks.

For me.

His hands on my hips encourage me to do what I want. With a nervous gasp, I position myself on top. His eyes are completely disjointed. I see only the pupil with the sun’s reflection piercing the thin curtains. With his lips parted, his breath short and dry, hands trembling on my ass, everything from him begs me to fuck him silly.

And that’s exactly what I intend to do.

“Please, love,” Kai breathes as I hover above him, teasing. “Do it.”

I never thought I’d have so much power over someone. It’s incredible.

He could have easily said, “Use me,” which would have had the same effect on me.

I lower myself onto him; his fingers tighten around my hips even more. I had forgotten how much I loved his cock. So hot, so thick, so tense. I’m mesmerized by my lover’s condition.

His breathing is labored. He even closed his eyes. I can’t restrain a complaint of pure pleasure from flying out of my mouth when I reach the maximum. I come to move, but his grip nails me motionless.

“Give me a few seconds, fuck,” Kai stammers.

And there, I notice his upper lip tic.

“Why?” I ask.

“I don’t want to burst right away.”

Seriously? The mere sensation of my body around him is enough to do that. I laugh and move my hips.

Curses fly out as he tries to slow me down, but I’m not having it. With a slap, I remove his hands from my ass.

I’m the one who leads this game.

He emits a low growl and fixes his stare directly on me. I fear what I see in there. Kai seems just as eager for my newfound power as I am. He leans forward to kiss me, but I push him away. My hand rests on his stomach for balance while the other holds onto his uninjured thigh as I give myself over to him.

The intense pleasure slows me a little because I’ve never been on top. Eric didn’t want to because it wasn’t rough enough.

A glance at Kai’s closed eyes, his abs twitching with each descent, his hands clenching into the sheets, and I know that’s not the case for him. I burst out laughing again, but it sounds more like a long satisfaction complaint.

Riding him, I have control. I thought he’d watch me fucking him. His eyes are closed, his mouth open with pleasure, and his jerky breath comes out in tiny puffs.

“Open your eyes, Kai.”

“If I look at you, I won’t last.” Even his words have trouble coming out. Kai belongs to me entirely.

“Look at me.”

A guttural rumble answers me, and he locks his eyes on mine.

I have a hard time concentrating on the movements I must do. It’s too good. His hands come back to my ass, up my back, down my chest and stomach. Kai caresses me with a softness that amazes me compared to the speed I fuck him. His hands leave an incandescent and shivering trace that makes me open my mouth to drink the air.

Every breath, sigh, complaint, and grunt blends until I can no longer distinguish who they belong to.

I give myself at a merciless pace, my body moving on autopilot. Kai stares at me without blinking, but I see all the restraint of the world in his eyes.

Is that what it means to have a man by the balls?

I spread my thighs wider to take him deeper, even if I lose speed.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he says with shining eyes.

“Perfect,” I whisper against his lips. “I can bring you back to life.”

We kiss and laugh, our moans blending as everything becomes a blur. Something primal inside me roars to be unleashed, like a wild beast that has been held in a cage for too long. Its claws make their way into my insides, destroying everything in their path to see the light of day. An animal impulse drives me, and I lose coordination.

The impending explosion warms my insides of an unbearable inferno. My movements become frenetic and violent, and Kai can only hang on to my hips. My muscles tighten, and I speed up, both hands anchored to his stomach to hold myself.

His thighs are so tense under mine that they hurt. I no longer exist. My body takes control, and I simply feel.

Kai’s fingers will leave marks on my skin, but I don’t care.

Right now, it feels like I could die from this overwhelming pleasure, yet somehow, I know that won’t happen. And so, I give in completely and let everything fall apart around us.

“Marianne… ah… fuck…”

My head pushes itself back, and I scream as my body releases, once again, an agonizing tension. My lungs collapse on themselves; my skin runs over my flesh, my muscles stretch to the extreme, my head catches fire, and my heart explodes. I continue to thrust gently, and our eyes meet as Kai comes.

He sits under me and fists my hair to kiss me. I slow only when he squirms in pain. My arms tie around his neck as he lifts my head with his nose to lick my throat and bite. Finally, I stop. I’m out of breath but undoubtedly satisfied. Kai is a damn sex bomb, even underneath. His firework gaze never shifted off me.

The sound of our calming breaths fills the room for a few minutes.

Still trying to catch his breath, Kai mumbles, “You’re unreal, love.”

I can’t run away anymore. Not when Kai covers me with kisses as I catch my breath. I’m crazy about him. About his rough hands caressing me with incredible softness. His erratic breathing against my skin. His firm body squeezes me too hard. His eyes were wet by the intensity of our lovemaking.

My hand grabs his hair, and I devour his mouth until he moans again. I don’t want to fight myself anymore. I’m sick of it.

“Kai?”

“Yeah?”

“Tell me you’re mine.”

Kai freezes; his eyes flash with surprise, quickly masked by a smoky desire. “Yours,” he affirms in a quivering breath, his hands tracing the curve of my spine.

I shiver, an echo of our shared pleasure still vibrating through my muscles.

“Say it again,” I whisper against his skin, unable to resist the urge.

He tilts my face to meet his fiery eyes, and I find myself mesmerized by the raw emotion swimming within their depths. “You have all of me, Marianne. Always.”

I lean into his ear for the dramatic effect and hide my crimson face to say such a thing. “I love you.”

An unknown sniff escapes from his nose, and his muscles stiffen.

Did I say it correctly?

His hands grab my face, and he stares at me as if he wants to ensure the truth of my words. I try to smile, but I’m terrified. Kai’s eyes are making love to me. His fingers run over my eyebrows, cheeks, and jaw, and he graces me with a soft kiss on my lips.

“I love you, too,” he mumbles against my mouth.

Kai laughs. A frank and deep laugh that makes me vibrate from the inside. In the bubble we created, time stopped. Nothing matters anymore. Kai’s hand goes into my hair, and he holds me against his mouth. A soft kiss, then another less sweet one, and another wild one. Until I push him and take myself off him. Kai removes the condom and throws it in the trash can next to the bed. Then he pulls me by the hand, and I land on my side in his arms. With the white sheet around him, he grabs my leg and puts it over his hips. My bare chest on his, his hands stroking my back. We stare at each other.

Perhaps I’ve gone totally insane.

But if this is madness, then let me stay crazy in love.