Chapter 30: Don't Make Me Beg

Kai

The car ride back to James's apartment was an endless game of heated glances and barely-contained touches. The air was thick with unspoken words, the kind that hung heavily between them. Every red light that stopped them, their lips would meet in hot, desperate kisses, each one leaving them both breathless. His hand would disappear under the slit of her dress, up her thigh ghosting against her skin, igniting sparks that sent her pulse racing, but neither of them could seem to get close enough. It was as if every touch was a test, a challenge to hold on just a little longer.

"Come on, Kai," James murmured against her lips, after he pulled into the carpark for his apartment and reaching across and kissing her yet again, his voice grew rough with desire as his hand slid from her waist to the back of her neck. "Don't make me beg."

She glanced at him, her heart thumping against her ribcage, and in that moment, she saw him—the man who usually controlled every situation, the one who never allowed himself to falter. But here, with her, he was unraveling.

“Wouldn’t dream of making you beg,” she teased, breathless, her lips still tingling from his kisses.

James's response was another low growl, his hand gripping the back of her neck as he pulled her closer, his lips seizing hers again in a kiss so deep, so fierce, that it stole her breath away. The kiss was hungry, desperate, a culmination of the tension that had been building between them for weeks. His tongue tangled with hers, the kiss heated with the promise of what was to come.

When they finally pulled apart, the air between them crackled. Kai didn’t have time to say a word before James was out of the car, moving around to her side and opening the door, his eyes burning with intensity. Without a word, he reached for her, lifting her as though she weighed nothing, and her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, her legs pressing against him as he carried her effortlessly into the elevator and up to his apartment.

Inside, the door slammed shut behind them. Her hands were already on his shirt, pulling it from his body as he backed her against the wall. His lips were on hers again, more demanding this time, his hands exploring every inch of her, as if memorizing the feel of her skin, the way she responded to him.

He pressed her back against the wall, his body solid and heavy against hers. She gasped at the pressure, the raw need in him pushing her to the brink. She could feel his pulse, his heartbeat, as it matched hers, their connection undeniable.

“I’ve wanted you for so long,” James whispered between kisses, his lips trailing down her neck, his breath hot against her skin. “I don’t know if i can be gentle right now.”

Kai’s hands slid down his chest, stopping at the waistband of his pants. Her fingers danced along the fabric, teasing, testing. She could feel the tension in his muscles, the way they clenched and released as though holding himself back. But she wasn’t going to wait anymore.

“You don’t need to be gentle with me, James,” she breathed, her voice low and filled with a mix of desire and defiance. “I don’t want you to be.”

The shift in him was immediate. His hands found hers, pinning them above her head as he kissed her harder, his body pressed into hers with a force that left no room for hesitation. He lifted her once more, carrying her toward the bedroom, the journey marked only by the heated clash of their lips.

Once inside his room, he set her on the edge of the bed, standing in front of her as he took in the sight of her. Kai felt the heat rise in her chest at the way he looked at her, his eyes dark with a mixture of longing and something else.

Without breaking their gaze, he knelt in front of her, his hands sliding up her thighs, pushing the fabric of her dress higher up her legs as he leaned in to kiss the soft inside of her thigh then dragging his tongue across her skin up to her slit. His lips brushed against her most sensitive spot, a soft caress that made her shudder before flattening his tongue and licking all the way up her slit to her clit once, twice, three times to leave his tongue against her sensitive nerve bud, drawing his tongue around in circles. Kai almost collapsed backwards on the bed but his strong hands reached around her body and up her back, keeping her up right.

She stared down into his eyes, gripping his shoulders tight when he looked up at her. Pulling his mouth back for a moment, blowing cool air against her heated skin before diving back in and latching his mouth fully over her, his tongue driving in and out of her. The moment he took her fully with his mouth, the world around her seemed to fade away. The intensity of it was unlike anything she had ever felt—he was slow at first, teasing her, drawing her to the edge with every flick of his tongue.

But when she gasped, her body trembling, he didn't stop. He pushed two fingers inside of her twisting and scissoring which she tried to pull away from but his other arm was wrapped tight around her hips, holding her in place. He kept going, pushing her further to the edge before pulling back enough to let the sensations in her body calm before starting all over again. She could only cling to him, because he wasn’t lettings her escape.

“Please,” Kai gasped out after the fifth time he pulled back from edging her. She was a quivering mess, desperate and wasn’t beneath begging for more, he pulled back as he removed her dress finally then leant back in kissing up her side, right beside her scar that she gasped and tried to pull away from yet he didn’t let her move.

The further up her chest he kissed, the more she arched her body out to his lips. When he reached her lips finally, he kissed her fiercely laying her back on the bed one hand sliding up to wrap around her throat, the other sliding up the back of her thigh holding firmly down against the mattress. “I need to feel you around me,” his face a mask of restraint. Kai could only whimper and nod, her hands trying to pull him as close as possible to her. He was still half dressed and positioned the bulge in his pants against her wet pussy and grinding down against her. "This what you want?" he asked, his voice rough with desire.

She could only nod again, her body still trembling from the intensity of the edging. God he was good. He stood up, shedding the last of his clothes in one swift motion before leaning back over her, keeping his eyes locked on hers, he thrust into her without warning. She cried out, head snapping back and mouth falling slack in a perfect O. There was no gentleness now, no holding back. He was going to take what he wanted, and she would give into him willingly, her legs wrapped around his hips as his thrusts grew harder, deeper and unrelenting.

The sounds of their bodies meeting, the slick slide of him inside her, were the only things filling the room, the only thing that existed in that moment. “Look at you trembling for me again.. You are mine aren’t you?” The way he moved, with such dominance, with such need, drove her to the edge once more.

“Yes,” was all she could breath out as he twisted one hand up into the back of hair, gripping sharply to pull her head to one side, to places kisses and then little bites down the side of her neck and across her should.

“Then say it,” he grunted pulling his hips back to make his movements shallower inside her pussy, holding her right on the edge of bliss. She tried to turn her head to look at him but his hand in her hair gripped and pulled tighter keeping her stretched tight like a piano wire.  “I want you to say it. Mean it. Let me feel it.”

“I’m yours James,” Kai said as loud as she could with her throat stretched so tight. Her hands were grasping at his shoulders while trying to grind her hips up to his to get the last bit of friction she needed to cum but she couldn’t. “Oh god please don’t stop. I’m yours. I’m yours. Please.. Please.” She kept chanting out until he thrust all the way back inside her completely, letting go of the tight grip on her hair so she melted and clung even tighter to him as he orgasm crashed through her, unable to stop. And when he came shortly after, it was with a groan, his release taking over, his hips jerking and grinding down against; prolonging the moment of blissful pleasure for both of them.

Finally James collapsed beside her, his chest rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath. Kai lay there, her body still buzzing from the intensity of it all, her mind struggling to catch up with the storm of emotions rushing through her. They laid in each others arms like that, their bodies tangled together in the aftermath. Neither of them said anything at first, the weight of what had just happened settling between them. But eventually, James’s voice broke the silence, his tone softer now.

“I think I'm addicted to you already. I told you I couldn’t control myself,” he murmured, his hand finding hers, pulling her against his side and threading their fingers together.

Kai smiled, turning her head to look at him. “Good,” she said softly. “Neither could I.”