“I should have stayed and listened, Kai.” I was too upset at the time but maybe our year apart did us both some good too.
“Oh, I’m sorry about your car,” he says out of nowhere.
What the fuck did he do to my car? “My car?” I ask him, curious why he is sorry. After I left Kai, I gave the car back. I could not bring myself to keep it. I had Becks return it to Kai’s parents.
“I sort of set it on fire,” he mumbles into my neck, kissing my fevered skin.
“You did what?!” I scream, smacking his chest. I am going to kill him, and then I am going to kiss him before I kill him again.
“I was really angry with you, Katie. You probably shouldn’t listen to some of the songs I wrote about you.”
“Oh really? Now I have to listen. Today was the first day in a really long time I have listened to music. I couldn’t bring myself to listen to anything. I was afraid I would hear you
r voice.”
He clutches his heart in a dramatic fashion as if he is wounded.
I start to get up from the bed. He grabs onto me, holding me tight against his bare chest. “Where are you going, Kat?” He seems panicked as though he is afraid I will leave him. He doesn’t need to worry. I will never leave him again.
“I am just going to get my phone, so I can listen to your album.”
“That can wait, Kat. I have been one year without feeling your skin pressed against mine.” His hard length presses into my side, and he groans as I die a little, remembering how good he can make me feel.
“Why…are you afraid I won’t want to sleep with you once I have heard what you have written about me?” I tease.
“No, I am afraid I am going to die before I get to sink my cock deep inside you. Killing me, Kat.”
“Then. Take. What. You. Want. Kai.”
His mouth is on my neck as he tugs on my jeans. We can’t get each other undressed quick enough. I almost bust his nose when I go to yank my shirt off. We are tangled up in our clothes and the sheets as he slams into me.
“Fuck. Kat. You. Are. So. Beautiful.” His mouth latches onto my pebbled peak.
“I can’t believe I’m back in your arms…” His lips are on me…his hands touching me, claiming what has always been his.
Our souls connect, and I die a little on the inside as he finds his way home—his way back to me. You would think our bodies have always been tethered. He knows exactly how to make my toes curl. His tongue caresses my smooth skin as his hands roam my torso. My hands thread through his hair and slide down the curves of his muscular back, digging my nails into his skin as he drives me wild.
He is breathing hard into my hair as I suck on his ear. My legs are wrapped around his waist, burrowing the balls of my feet into the top of his ass. He rolls us over and we tumble onto the floor as the bus makes a sharp turn. Kai doesn’t miss a thrust though. He continues to make love to me.
“I love you so fucking much, Kat. You better not ever fucking leave me again,” he growls, biting my bottom lip.
“Wild horses, Kai,” I say, biting him back as he fuels my desire with his words.
I am now on top of him, taking control. Our hips roll in sync as I grind down on his firm cock. My hands are gripping his shoulders for support as my knees rub against the hard floor. My elbow keeps hitting the small dresser, but I don’t care. Being with Kai is worth the pain. He finds his release as I collapse on top of his chest in a sweaty heap.
His hands stroke circles across my back as we fall asleep awkwardly, still connected in the cramped space between the dresser and the bed on his tour bus.
Chapter 30
After their show in Texas, Cooper’s Religion are back in LA. Kai has some things to go over with his recording label before he can take his much needed break. The only time we are apart is when he has to go to meetings. They want him to hold off on announcing our relationship, but Kai says he doesn’t care. The world already knows I own his heart after his first album anyways. A highly popular magazine wants to do a shoot with us on the cover and do an interview with the band about the next album.
Vance jokes, “Katie, we are going to need you to break up with Kai again before we start writing this next album. Most of our chart toppers were about you, so yeah, going to need you to give our guy here motivation.” Kai punches him hard in the gut. He lets out an, “oomph.”
“Not happening,” I snap at him and smack the back of his baldhead.
Kai kicks the band from the set when we get ready to shoot our photographs for the spread because I am topless. They want a close-up of Kai and me with our bare chests smashed together.
As he is going out the door, Vance shouts, “Should only be fair that we see her tits. We’ve done heard her get off.” That earns him a smack from Hunter.