I try not to laugh, but I can’t help the smile that covers my face.
“Stop smiling. This isn’t funny. Where the hell have you been?”
I cup her cheek, pulling her to me. I press a hard kiss on her lips.
“Fuck, I love when you get all feisty on me. I had business to take care of that I will be more than happy to tell you all about when we get home. For now, I need you to put on this helmet.” Reaching back, I grab the helmet I bought specifically for her. “Then I need you to climb your sexy ass on the back of my bike and press those gorgeous thighs against me.”
Pulling my jacket off, I wrap it around her to keep her warm, the primitive instinct inside making me want to provide for her. I don’t miss the way she inhales my scent on it as she slips her arms through.
“What do I do with my hands?” She whispers, her tongue coming out to wet her lips.
“Whatever you want.” I wink.
She shakes her head, smiling, but pulls the helmet on. Once on the back, she wraps her arms around me, pressing them to my stomach.
“Thanks, Kenji,” she calls to him.
He smiles warmly at her before looking at me. “I’ll follow you. Then call me when you are ready to bring her home.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
I take the long way to my home, knowing it’s reckless, but the feel of her against my back makes me want to prologue the trip. Especially when I hear her laughter filter to me as I take corners.
She’s enjoying this.
When we finally pull into the underground garage, I help her off the bike, stowing her helmet.
“That was so much fun.”
I smile. “That it was. Especially knowing you were pressed against my back.”
“Always such a charmer, Kai.”
“Come on. I had Kado bring dinner. You can eat, then I can eat you.”
She gasps. “Kai, you can’t say things like that.”
“I just did, princess.”
I grab her hand and walk toward the elevator. The elevator opens as soon as Cleo hits the up arrow and we step inside.
“Penthouse, right?”
“That’s right,” I tell her as she presses the button.
As soon as the doors close, I crowd her, picking her up so she’s forced to wrap her legs around my hips as I pin her to the wall.
“Kai!” she squeals. “Put me down.”
“Never.” I smirk as I lean in for a kiss. As we go up so does the sexual tension.
“Kai.” Cleo moans, arching her pussy into me.
“Later,” I promise as the elevator digs.
I pull her off the wall and walk out of the elevator, carrying her.
“I can walk, you know.”
