“You guys are so cute it’s sickening,” Hunter says, grabbing another beer from the fridge in the corner.
“That’s it,” Vance shouts, slapping his hands on his thighs. “Kai, man, I need your wallet.”
“The fuck for?” Kai asks, reaching into his back pocket. He throws his wallet at Vance.
“Yeah, just as I thought,” he says, peeking inside the leather folds. “Your bro card is missing.” He has tears in his eyes as he tosses it back to Kai. “Kat, pull down your pants, I think you have Kai’s dick.”
“I’d give you a p-pass Vance,” Penny says with a wink.
“Fuck yeah. Let’s talk more about this in my office,” he says, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.
“You don’t have an office,” Hunter teases and Vance flips him the bird behind Penny’s head.
Penny looks back over her shoulder and winks, throwing me a call me later sign.
Kai bites my ear and presses his hand into my crotch. My cheeks flush seeing Hunter watching us. “Hunter is staring,” I whisper into Kai’s neck.
“Let him stare, I’m taking what I want, Kat,” he says, his voice deep and commanding. “You wanted to come to the party, so I am making you cum.”
Oh my God. He really just said that to me, and I am melting like chocolate in the palm of his hand.
“Does the fact that Hunter is watching as my fingers tease your clit make you wet, Kat?”
He shoves his finger inside my panties, as I bite my lip and whisper, “No,” softly.
“Don’t. Lie. To. Me. You’re wet, and you like that he is watching the two of us and getting turned on by how sexy you are.”
“You are the only thing making me wet, Kai. Nothing or no one else.”
“Then prove it.”
“Prove what?” I ask, unsure of what he is wanting from me.
“If Hunter watching doesn’t turn you on then you won’t have a problem with me doing this...” He pulls the hem of my shirt up. “I want you looking at Hunter when I touch you, Kat.”
“Kai,” I start to talk but he grabs my mouth and turns my head toward Hunter who seems clueless to what Kai is saying in my ear.
Kai has his head resting on my shoulder. His hand goes for my shirt again, and I don’t stop him. I keep my eyes fixated on Hunter like he wants. His tongue slowly licks my heated neck. His hand comes up under my shirt, not showing anything but the top of my stomach. His thumb and finger grabs my nipple, pinching me gently.
When my nipple doesn’t harden he grits in my ear, “Fuck, Kat, you are so damn perfect and so mine.”
“Yeah, and you are an asshole. If you needed to question that, then maybe you should have a pussy pass,” I spit out at him pissed and embarrassed by his actions.
“Where are you going, Kat?” He calls after me, as I grab my purse, headed for the door.
“Away from you,” I shout in frustration.
I get outside and try to clear my head.
Kai follows me. He looks amused. Is he laughing at me? “Go away Kai,” I tell him through gritted teeth.
“Baby, stop.” He takes a step toward me, and I swing my purse, catching him in the elbow with it. He grabs my purse and tugs on i
t. All the contents go flying onto the gravel driveway.
He crouches down, laughing, picking up my makeup and my random hair ties and junk.
“Just leave it, Kai.” I smack at his hands, making him drop my belongings.