Chapter 169 Chapter 169

Chapter 169 Chapter 169
Kai remained on the edge of the bed, still holding Mia’s hand. His thumb moved once across her knuckles, slower than before. The argument with Victoria had left a residual heat in his eyes, the kind that didn’t fully settle when the other person left the room. Mia started to step back.
   “You should lie down properly,” she said. “The doctor said residual fatigue is still…”

Kai stood, he  didn’t give her space to finish. One step closed the distance between them. His hand left hers only long enough to settle at her waist and turn her, guiding her until her back met the wall beside the dresser. He braced one palm against the wall near her shoulder and leaned in.
   “Kai….”
He kissed her, It wasn’t careful. It was warm and deliberate and carried the full weight of the days they had spent apart. His mouth opened against hers and she made a small sound of protest that turned into something else when his tongue slid against hers. She pushed lightly at his chest.
   “You need to rest,” she managed against his mouth. “You’re not fully…”
   “I’m clear enough for this.” His other hand slid up her side, under the hem of her shirt, palm warm against bare skin. “I’ve been clear enough for this since I saw you in the doorway.”
   “The doctor said…”
   “The doctor isn’t in this room.”

He kissed her again, deeper, and her protest weakened. Her fingers curled into the front of his T-shirt instead of pushing him away. When he pressed closer she felt him already hard against her hip, and the reality of it sent a sharp pulse of heat low in her stomach.
   “Your leg,” he murmured against her jaw, trailing kisses down the side of her neck. “Tell me if anything hurts.”
   “It’s fine…Kai, wait….”

He didn’t wait, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her shorts and eased them down, careful around the boot, until they dropped to the floor. Her underwear followed. The cool air of the room touched her bare skin for only a second before his hand was there, cupping her between the legs, middle finger sliding through the wetness that had already gathered. Mia’s head tipped back against the wall.
   “Fuck,” she breathed.
   “You’re already wet.” His voice was low, almost rough. “Were you thinking about this while you were away from me for so long?”
   “Don’t…”
He slid one finger inside her, slow and deep, and her sentence broke into a soft, broken sound. He added a second finger and curled them, watching her face while he worked her open. Her hips moved against his hand without her permission. When his thumb found her clit and pressed in slow circles she moaned his name for the first time.
   “Kai…”
  “There it is.”
He kissed her while he fingered her, swallowing the next moan, then pulled his hand away long enough to shove his sweatpants and underwear down. His cock sprang free, thick and hard, the head already slick. He gripped the back of her thigh the uninjured one and lifted it, opening her, and notched himself against her entrance.
   “Tell me to stop,” he said, forehead against hers, breathing hard. “If you mean it, tell me now.”
But she didn’t. She reached down between them, wrapped her fingers around him, and guided him in. The first stretch pulled a long, low sound from her throat. He pushed deeper in one slow thrust until he was fully seated, hips flush against hers, and held there while she adjusted. Her hands slid up under his shirt and around to his back, nails already starting to dig in.
   “Move,” she whispered.
He moved, the pace started controlled deep, steady strokes that dragged against every sensitive place inside her but it didn’t stay that way. When she moaned his name again and scratched down the length of his back he groaned and thrust harder, the sound of skin meeting skin filling the quiet room. The wall was solid behind her. His hand under her thigh kept her open and balanced so the boot never took weight. Every thrust pushed a soft, helpless sound out of her.
   “Kai…fuck…Kai…”
   “I know.” His mouth was at her ear, voice strained. “I know, I’ve got you.”

She came first, the orgasm hitting sharp and sudden, her walls clenching around him while she moaned his name brokenly into his shoulder and dug her nails hard into the muscle of his back. He cursed, hips stuttering, and fucked her through it until the oversensitivity made her whimper. Then he pulled out, turned her carefully, and guided her toward the bed.
   “On your back,” he said. “I want to see you.”

She obeyed and he stripped the rest of his clothes off, climbed between her legs, and pushed back into her in one smooth thrust. The new angle made her arch. He hooked one of her legs higher still careful of the injury and drove into her with deep, relentless strokes that made the headboard tap lightly against the wall. Mia’s hands roamed his back, his shoulders, his arms, nails leaving red crescents wherever they settled. She moaned his name every time he bottomed out, the sound raw and open. 

When he reached between them and rubbed her clit in time with his thrusts she shattered again, tighter this time, crying out as the second orgasm rolled through her.
Kai followed a few strokes later, burying himself deep and coming with a low, guttural sound against her neck, hips grinding through it until he had nothing left.
They stayed like that for a long moment, breathing hard, bodies still joined. His forehead rested against her shoulder. Her fingers stroked absently along the scratches she had left on his back. Eventually he lifted his head and looked at her.
   “Do you still think I needed more rest?”
   Mia was still trying to catch her breath. Her voice came out rough. “You’re going to feel that tomorrow when you’re in the simulator.”
   “Worth it.” He kissed her once, softer now, then carefully pulled out and shifted to the side so he wouldn’t put weight on her leg. “Come here.”

She turned toward him as much as the boot allowed and he pulled the sheet up over both of them and settled her against his chest, one hand resting possessively on the curve of her hip. Mia closed her eyes, this time when she slept, it was deeper.