by Doyle, Dawn
“And, because you missed it, and you didn’t get a chance to have it this morning…” I reached into the cooler and brought out a square box. “This is all for you.”
Kaia opened the box and her jaw dropped. “Oh my God, my cupcake!” she squealed, twirling it around and eyeing the glitter dusting the rainbow frosting. “But where’s yours?”
Heat ran up my neck—fucking great—and I blushed like a shy kid. “Yeah, I don’t eat them,” I admitted, and Kaia narrowed her gaze on me. “Willow likes to send me pictures to tease me. She knows I don’t eat desserts when I’m training.” And I should’ve been, but the weekend with Kaia was more important to me. Coach could bitch at me when we got back.
“So, you won’t be having any?” she asked, then swiped her finger through the frosting. I swallowed hard when she brought it to her lips and sucked it clean off of her finger. “None at all?”
“You’re the only cupcake on the menu,” I replied, watching her like a fucking hawk as she licked more colorful frosting into her luscious mouth. “And I’ll gladly bite into you every chance I get.”
Dear God, she’s going to kill me right here if this carries on.
Kaia paused, her tongue still at the corner of her mouth, her jaw slack. She drew it back in slowly, then swallowed down what she’d just licked off. She looked around, her eyes darting out over the parking lot, between the trees, and when she seemed to be satisfied by whatever she’d found, or not found, she bit down on her lip. “Well, in that case, you have a chance right now.”
My dick fucking loved the sound of that and was rock solid in an instant. I groaned in pain as it fought against my jeans, the constricting denim too fucking tight on my cock. “Don’t tease me, cupcake.”
Kaia sat up, lifted a booted leg, and swung it over my thighs, straddling me. I gripped her hips, digging my fingers in as I felt her rock against me, making me want to shed tears because I was so fucking hard for her with nowhere to go.
She leaned forward, her tits pushing against me, and her lips brushed the shell of my ear as she whispered, “Who said I was teasing?”
“Fuuuck,” I ground out when her hot tongue darted out over my lobe, followed by her teeth gently nipping.
Kaia straightened, then lowered her hands, her fingers gripping the bottom of her sweater. My mouth fell as she pulled upward, the fabric stretching, going higher, then over her tits. Fuck, they were glorious, and held by black lace, I was salivating at the sight. Her hair fell over her shoulders, and I quickly swept the tresses back, not wanting any of her soft creamy flesh to be covered.
I cupped her large orbs, lifting and squeezing before pressing a hot, open-mouthed kiss right where I’d gathered them together.
“Maddoc,” Kaia whispered, and pushed her chest closer to me, smothering my face with her deep cleavage.
I needed to free them, to feel her in my hands without a barrier, no matter how fucking thin. I pushed down the cups and groaned around a hard nipple, not wasting any time taking one, then the other in my mouth. Kaia rolled her hips over my cock, and I scrunched my eyes closed when the pain made me wince, my dick fighting against my jeans. God, I wanted to slide inside her so fucking much.
Her hands dropped from my shoulders, and I felt them on my stomach, sliding down, her fingertips raking over my abs as she moaned. She shifted back, and I paused when she worked my belt so fucking fast that I had no time to look down. When I did, she already had my zipper halfway down.
“Right here?” I asked, but it was only out of curtesy. I fucking wanted her, and didn’t give two fucks that we were in the park, out in the open.
Kaia nodded, breathing heavily. “Right now,” she said, and crashed her mouth to mine, kissing me furiously.
I parted my lips, licking into her mouth as she did to mine. I reached up to cup her neck, holding her to me while I continued working her tits with one hand. “Fuck, yeah,” I said between kisses.
I sighed when she reached inside my jeans and freed my cock, the relief overwhelming from the tight confines, but it was short-lived. Kaia’s grip on my shaft had me ready to blow, her hand stroking me making me buck my hips for more friction. I slid my hand between her thighs, and found the tiny scrap of material covering her. I brushed my fingers over the seam, then pulled them to the side, finding her pussy warm, and already wet for me.
Kaia whimpered when I found her clit, her head falling back as I teased it, running down her slick heat then back up to coat her in her juices. “Oh, God,” she whispered at the same time her thighs tightened against mine.
I stroked down, further and further until I reached her opening, pushed two fingers inside her, and she gasped. Her walls gripped me instantly. “Do you want more, baby?” I whispered against her neck, kissing and licking my way back to her tits.
“I want it now.” She lifted up on to her knees and the moment I removed my fingers, she lined me up, teasing my head over her hole.
I watched her face as she slowly slid down my cock, her eyes closed, her lip between her teeth, then popped out when her mouth dropped open as she released a long breath. So fucking beautiful.
I wrapped my arms around her when our bodies joined, my dick already pulsating with the feel of her tight heat gripping me so fucking hard. When her arms circled my shoulders and neck, I rested my head back and saw her looking down, the blue depths intense and focused on me.
Kaia dipped again, and our mouths parted right before they met, and her hips rolled the second we touched. I groaned into her mouth as she moaned into mine, our breaths increasing, our kisses becoming erratic as her pace increased. My heart pounded against my ribcage, my pulse firing up as she rode me. Back and forth, faster and faster until our quiet moans grew louder in the wide open space, our frantic breathing quickening as we soared toward the edge.
“Jesus Christ,” I bit out when Kaia raised herself up, almost all the way off my dick, then slid back down all the fucking way, over and over, and my legs began to tremble. Fuck I wanted to come so bad, the familiar tightening in my balls and pressure at the bottom of my spine telling me it was happening whether I wanted it to or not. “Baby—”
I dropped my hands and shoved my hands under her skirt, lifting it to grip her ass, and I pulled her down onto me, following her rhythm, jerking my hips upward to meet her on her way down. Her glorious tits bounced up and down in front of my face, and when I darted my tongue out, it swept across her tight peaks, making her cry out louder than before.
“Maddoc!” she squeaked. “God, I-I… I’m—” Her mouth fell open and her pussy clamped around me, her walls massaging my dick. Her arms tightened around me, one hand gripping the back of my hair, the other raking over my back as she let go. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! Oh!”
“Kaia,” I bit out as the last of my control fell away. My dick thickened, my balls drew up, and every fucking muscle in my body contracted. I dug my fingers into Kaia’s flesh as she fucked me through her orgasm. I buried my face in her tits, muffling the high-pitched sound that was choked out of me. The pent-up tension exploded, firing out in every direction, followed by an intense relief surging through me as my my cock pumped every drop of cum inside her. I finally released my breath when the pressure subsided along with our movements, our mouths almost touching while we panted. The sound of my racing heart throbbed in my head, and I fucking loved it, I loved her.
I fucking love her.
I looked up into the most beautiful eyes I’d ever seen. The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn’t say them. I wanted to, but there was something holding me back.
“What are you thinking?” Kaia whispered, raising a hand to sweep my hair from my forehead.
I brushed my hand through her loose hair, cupped the back of her head, and brought her closer to me. “I’m thinking I want to kiss you now.” She smiled, then closed the gap between us, moving her mouth over my lips, sucking on the lower, then released it.
Kaia rested her forehead against mine, and we stayed like that, bre
athing each other’s air, stealing kisses, neither of us saying a word.
The sound of tires over gravel had Kaia jerking upright. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. “Shit, somebody’s coming,” she whisper-shouted.
We scrambled to fix ourselves, covering up any sign we’d been doing anything other than enjoying an evening at the park. A door slammed and we lay back against the cushions just as a figure in a uniform approached the truck.
“Good evening,” the officer said, her dark eyes roaming over the cooler, the blankets, and the discarded containers. “Having a picnic?” She ran her hand over the top of her head toward the tight bun as her eyes lifted to us, scrutinizing our appearances.
“Yeah,” I replied, pulling Kaia toward me where my arm was around her. “We’re almost done, though.”
“I see,” the officer said, scanning our belongings again. She smiled, then turned to Kaia. “Looks romantic.” She scanned over our belongings again, then nodded. “Just remember to take your trash with you.”
“Will do,” Kaia said with a smile.
“Have a good night,” the officer said, then turned to leave. The second the patrol cruiser left the lot, we both sighed.
“Fuck, that was close,” I said, glancing around to make sure the cop was gone. “I didn’t think anybody would come here.” I turned to Kaia and stroked her cheek, noticing how her expression had dipped. “What’s up?”
She picked at the blanket, not meeting my eyes. “I wish we didn’t have to go back tomorrow.”
I pulled her close, then hooked my finger under her chin, turning her to face me. When she finally looked up, I said, “Nothing’s gonna change when we do. We just need to be careful.”
Her brows furrowed and she held my hand as I placed my palm to her cheek. “Are you okay with that? I mean, I know how it sounds ridiculous, hiding from my brothers when it’s none of—”
“I understand, babe. No matter how long it takes for them to be okay with us being together, as long as I know I have you, then I’m more than okay with it.” I pressed my lips to hers once. “Keeping quiet might be a problem, though.” I pumped my brows, and laughed when Kaia gawked. As fast I could, I flipped her over onto her back, lying by her side. “So, I think we need to make up for some time we might lose on campus.” My cock twitched, getting ready to go home again. I slid my hand up her toned thigh, not stopping even when she took a sharp breath, and continued up under her skirt. I reached what I was searching for, and began pulling the fabric down her legs. Once her panties were off, I positioned myself between her thighs, and hiked up her top to palm her tits.
“Yes, too many interruptions,” she agreed, nodding quickly as her fingers worked deftly at the buttons on my shirt. She licked her lips when she pushed back the sides to see my naked torso. “We should take every opportunity while we still can.”
I fumbled with my jeans, finally releasing my already hard cock. I lined myself up, and with one hard thrust, I filled her pussy completely. “I’m lying,” I said, leisurely working my hips, rolling into her to the hilt. “I don’t intend on slowing things down when we get back, babe.” I squeezed one orb in my hand, and lowered my head to kiss her. “I just thought you should know.”
“Good,” she sighed, her lashes fluttering as I continued to fuck her so damn slow, pulling out to my tip and pushing every inch back into her. Her hands gripped my ass, yanking me toward her, her legs around my hips, allowing me to sink impossibly deeper. “Because I don’t want you to.”
Chapter 17
Kaia
Maddoc and I had set off early, right after I’d visited my parents for breakfast, assuring them that my weekend plans with Willow were last minute and I wasn’t avoiding them after what happened at the game.
So I’d lied. When I’d gotten back to shower and talk myself into wearing something I considered revealing, they’d grilled me about where I was going, who I was with, and why I hadn’t told them I was coming home. ‘Willow invited me last minute to stay at her place for the weekend,’ I’d explained, guilt tearing through me at lying to them. ‘We’re going out for dinner tonight, and I felt like dressing up.’ They’d made me agree to see them before I made the journey back to campus, and I’d sat there with a ferocious throbbing between my legs after Maddoc had made sure I didn’t forget him—like I could—while my parents discussed my brothers, yet again, and their upcoming game to end their perfect season.
I’d smiled and nodded while they gushed with pride, their animated hand gestures mimicking the twins’ strikes, and the media coverage of their increasing stardom, even though they were already big names in the NHL. And there were no questions about what I was doing. Was I enjoying college? What was I working on? Just my brothers and the exciting times they were having. I didn’t want the publicity my family’s lives brought, sure, but it would’ve been great to feel like that didn’t matter, that even though I wasn’t another famous Levine, that my achievements still meant something.
It had been almost a week since we’d been back, and although we were successful in keeping things quiet on campus, the nights Daria was at Cash’s place, Maddoc was here with me. Facing her the day after the weekend had been eventful, her excitement at my news, and her happy tears as she hugged me.
“I told you, didn’t I?” Daria screeched while bouncing her ass up and down on my bed with her arms flailing in excited glee. “There was some hardcore romance there, and a fucking date! Hell, the entire weekend was one long date, Kai.” I beamed, happy that she was so pleased for me, but there was something tugging at my heart. “Okay, you don’t seem happy about that.” She stopped bouncing and took my hands. She held them to her hockey jersey covered chest, and scooted closer to me, her bare legs brushing mine. “You look sad. Did he try to pressure you to have sex?”
“What? God, no,” I said, incredulously. My entire body flamed, and Daria’s eyes narrowed. “He, uh, didn’t pressure me… At all.” I darted my gaze to my door then back to her. “He didn’t have to. I started it.”
Daria’s face lit up like she’d won the lottery, her eyes shining bright, her grin so wide I thought her face would crack, and the sound that came from her… God, I winced at the piercing squeal. “You slept with him?” She began her overzealous bouncing again. “Tell me, tell me! Was it good? Did he make you orgasm? Oh, my God, how many times did you do it?”
I tried so hard not to smile, but I couldn’t help it. I grinned, blushing profusely, and hid behind my hands as I answered her. “Hell yes, God yes, and seven.” Daria stopped and when she said nothing, I peeked through my hands. “Dar?”
“Seven times?” she whispered. “You fucked seven times? In one weekend? Jesus, girl, isn’t your coochie sore?” Her eyes dropped to my black leggings, then back up, her mouth gaping with shock. “After so long without, you must be throbbing.”
I pressed my hands toward my lower stomach. “Yeah, but it kinda feels…” I shrugged, and lifted my brows. “…Good. Like it’s supposed to be that way.” I fell backward, my head hitting my pillow when Daria threw herself at me, her arms banding around me so tight I could barely breathe.
“God, I’m so happy for you, babe,” she gushed. “It’s about time you two stopped fucking about with each other and just fucked each other.” She sat back and grinned. “You deserve to be happy, Kai, and that’s all I’ve ever wanted for you. You and Maddoc are just perfect together and I’m just so fucking glad you both finally came to your senses and realized that.”
I held my best friend tight as we giggled like schoolgirls.“Me too,” I said softly. “But for now, we need to keep things quiet.”
Daria nodded against my shoulder. “Of course, babe. The last thing I want is hulk one and hulk two butting in on your love.” She lifted her head, her smile slipping. “But there’s gonna be a time when you have to say screw them. Your happiness is more important than their ego’s.”
Daria was right. Why should I care what my brothers say? They didn’t rule my life, espec
ially my love life, and they could piss and moan all they wanted. I was in love with Maddoc Dass, and not even their tantrums and threats were gonna change that.
I’d tell them, in person when they were next home, and I was going to make sure they knew I wasn’t going to stand for their bullshit anymore.
Both our phones pinged at the same time, and while Daria checked hers, a dreamy expression crossing her pretty features, I checked mine.
‘Classes are done, now I need to get started on you, babe.’
“Ooh, sounds sexy,” Daria said from behind me, her face peering over my shoulder. “I told you, you’d find someone that’d make you feel confident.” She stared at me for a beat, then asked. “Does he?”
I didn’t have to think about it. “He does, actually. I even wore the outfit I bought, the one with the tight sweater?”
He mouth popped open. “Did you wear a jacket over it?” When I shook my head, her mouth opened wider. “And you wore the boots? The over-knee sexy as hell fuck-me-boots?”
I flushed and nodded again. “I did.”
Daria leaned against me, her hands on my shoulders with her chin resting there. “And, did he like it?” she asked, her voice low and sensual.
My core applauded the fact that he’d reacted just how I wanted him to. “Oh yeah.”
Daria fidgeted again as she squealed. “And did you…” She pumped her brows.
I held my hands over my face and nodded. “Twice.”
She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, and kissed my head. “Good for you, Kai.”
“Thanks, Dar.”
My phone beeped again, and as I checked the message, I turned it away from Daria.
