Chapter 3 A Stranger For Revenge

LEAH

He kissed the side of my neck and I didn't pull away.

That was the first thing I noticed. My hands stayed loosely at my sides, like I was still deciding whether I wanted to touch him back or push him off. My breathing had already gone a little faster. I could feel the warmth of his mouth on my skin and the steady weight of his hands on my waist.

He pulled back just enough to look at me. I knew my eyes were probably glassy from the drinks and everything else that had happened tonight. I felt like I was one wrong move away from either crying or kissing him again.

A short, shaky laugh left me. "Are you trying to sleep with me?"

He smiled. He didn't even try to hide it.

"Is it working?" he asked, that cocky smile still on his mouth.

I didn't answer. I couldn't. Everything came rushing back-Ashley's voice, Jeremy's laughter, and me crying in the car. And in that moment, I realized he might actually be right. I did something else and internally blamed it on the alcohol I had taken earlier. I grabbed the front of his shirt and yanked him down into a kiss, teeth catching his bottom lip. He groaned and kissed me back just as hard, one hand gripping my ass as he lifted me off the floor. My legs locked around his waist. The second my back hit the wall I gasped into his mouth. He was already hard against me, I rolled my hips without thinking.

His hand shoved under my top and yanked my bra down. He closed his mouth over my nipple and sucked hard, then switched to the other and bit just enough to sting. Every pull sent a sharp throb between my legs. I was soaked already.

"Fuck," I breathed, fingers twisting in his hair.

He slid his hand into my jeans. Two fingers pushed into me easily. I was dripping. My head thumped against the wall as he fucked me with them, slow then deeper, the heel of his palm grinding against my clit. Wet sounds filled the space. I moaned, loud, hips rocking down.

"Fuck, you're soaked," he muttered. He added a third finger and curled them just right. He kept the pace steady, watching my face like he was learning exactly what made me shake.

He pulled his fingers out, sucked them clean while he held my eyes, then yanked my jeans and panties down and freed his cock. I watched him roll a condom on. Even half-hard he was bigger than Jeremy. When he was fully hard the difference was obvious-thicker, longer, the kind of stretch that made my stomach clench. He rubbed the head through my slick folds.

"Tell me to stop," he said.

"Please...Don't."

He thrust in hard. The stretch burned more than I was used to, then turned into heat as he sank all the way in, filling me deeper than Jeremy ever had. I cried out, nails digging into his shoulders. He fucked me against the wall, deep and steady at first, then harder. His hands gripped my thighs, holding me open.

"You're not allowed to think about him," he said against my mouth. "If you need a name to call out, use mine. It's Kai."

"Kai," I gasped. He angled his hips and hit that spot. I came with his name on my tongue, clenching hard around him. He fucked me through it until he buried himself deep and groaned against my neck as he came.

He pulled out carefully, set me on shaky feet, stripped the rest of my clothes off, and carried me to the bed. He laid me on my back and knelt between my legs, hands sliding up my thighs. He was just lowering his head when my phone started ringing on the bed beside us. It kept going. Loud.

He paused, glanced at the screen, and his jaw tightened. "Who the fuck is Jere?"

I was still catching my breath. "That's...that's him."

He smirked. Before I could react he grabbed the phone. My eyes widened, but my limbs felt heavy and I was too drained to fight for it. He held the phone in one hand, answered the call, and lowered his mouth to my cunt at the same time.

Jeremy's voice came through, worried and sharp. "Babe? Babe?! Where are you? I've been so worried-"

Kai's tongue dragged a slow, flat stripe up me, then closed over my clit and sucked. I bit my lip hard, trying to stay quiet. He licked me like he had all the time in the world, unhurried, two fingers sliding back inside me while his mouth stayed on my clit. I tried to keep still. A moan still escaped, low and broken.

"Leah?" Jeremy's voice jumped. "What the fuck? Where are you-"

Kai ended the call without looking up. He tossed the phone aside and lifted his head just enough to say, "You're welcome," before he went right back toward me.

I pushed weakly at his shoulder, still breathless. "What the fuck?"

He looked up at me, mouth wet, one brow raised. "Do you really still care after what he did?"

The question landed hard. I opened my mouth, then closed it. I didn't have an answer that didn't make me sound stupid. He watched me for a second, then smirked like he'd expected exactly that, and lowered his head again.

He took his time. Tongue circling, fingers curling slow and deep, arm across my stomach holding me down when my hips jerked. Jeremy had never filled me the way Kai just had. Kai acted like he was proving a point with every slow lick. Every time I got close he eased off just enough to drag it out, then built it again until I was shaking.

"Kai-fuck-" I gasped, fingers in his hair. He hummed against me and I came hard, crying out, walls clenching around his fingers while he licked me through it.

He pulled back, mouth wet, sat against the headboard, rolled on a fresh condom, and looked at me. "Come here."

I crawled over him on shaky legs and sank down onto him slowly. The stretch was immediate-thicker than I was used to, reaching deeper when I finally took all of him. I braced my hands on his chest and started to move, rolling my hips. He let me set the pace, hands on my tits, thumbs brushing my nipples while he watched me ride him.

"That's it," he murmured. "Take what you want."

I rocked harder, grinding my clit against him. One of his hands slipped between us to rub tight circles while I fucked myself on his cock. He felt bigger like this too, the angle making every thrust hit deeper. He thrust up to meet me when I got messy, and I came with a broken cry, clenching hard around him. He gripped my hips and fucked up into me through it until he followed, burying himself deep with a low groan.

I collapsed against his chest, both of us breathing hard, his cock still inside me. His hand settled on my lower back, stroking slowly. My phone was silent now. Jeremy felt very far away.

"I would never cheat on you, you're perfect." he said after a moment.