He stood, never removing himself from me. My body jerked as his strokes became powerful. While I hadn’t come in here expecting this, I wasn’t complaining either.
“Are you gonna remove the cameras from my room now that I know about them?” I asked Kairus as I dragged the blade over his face. After leaving his office, I rushed out and cleaned before sneaking into the library. I needed a moment to think away from him. Whenever his hands landed on me, it seemed I lost all common sense. Knowing he had cameras watching me without my knowledge made me feel violated. I had searched my room attempting to locate them but I found nothing, eventually giving up in frustration.
“No,” he answered.
My eyes narrowed and lifted. I paused from moving the razor. “That’s a violation of my privacy.”
“You have no privacy from me.”
“That’s ridiculous! I know you like to get all caveman over me, but at some point you have to realize I am a human being and an adult. You can’t monitor and dictate my every move. It’s creepy and unsettling.”
Kairus grabbed my wrist, halting my movement. He stepped away from me and peered down at me. The crooked grin on his face sent a chill down my spine.
“You didn’t seem to mind when you were grinding your pussy on my leg.” My eyes widened and my lips parted. “You enjoyed watching us fuck.” He lifted his hand and pulled my bottom lip down with his thumb.
I swallowed thickly. “It’s still wrong.”
“Mhm.”
“I watched you masturbate a couple of times. You even called out Beast once.” His eyes darkened. “It made me upset that you dared to speak another man’s name while giving yourself pleasure.”
“Butyou’reBeast.”
He narrowed his eyes. “You didn’t know that at the time.”
He released me. “Continue,” he stated, tilting his chin up.
I sighed and shook my head.
Finishing, I admired my handiwork. It still amazed me that he entrusted me to clean his face up. Typically I did it in the morning before he started his day, claiming it was now one of my duties.
Kairus was such a handsome man. I still hadn’t learned what caused the scars on his face or down his arms, but after hearing how his dad was I could only assume. I set the razor on the sink behind me and slowly reached up to touch his scarred cheek. He flinched slightly and his eyes hardened.
“Can you tell me the story of these one day?” I asked lowly. My thumb brushed across the rugged skin.
Instead of answering me, he stepped back and walked around me to leave his bathroom. I nibbled on my bottom lip and followed him. Knowing the small details of his past gave me some insight on the man in front of me, but I wanted more. It was easy to see why he was so cold and cut off, but I wanted to know the person he was before his dad damaged him. Were his dad’s abusive ways what drove his mom to kill him then herself? Why didn’t she try to protect the two of them and leave instead of the murder-suicide?
“Kairus,” I called out as he sat on the edge of his bed.
He turned toward me.
“Tomorrow I want to go see my mom.”
His jaw ticked.
“I promise I won’t be on any funny shit this time. Just my parents’ house and back!” I rushed out. He raked my body over with his eyes, almost causing me to feel naked.
“Crusher will take you in the morning,” he stated.
I almost protested that I didn’t need a babysitter, but decided to take my wins where I could get them. “And the cameras?”
“C’mere.”
Slowly, I treaded toward him. When I was close enough, he gripped my chin and lifted it upward.
A bland half smirk appeared on his face. “The cameras stay.” He lowered his face and kissed me. It was slow and captivating, making my knees buckle and my pulse skitter.
He spoke against my mouth. “It was fun watching you without your knowledge, but now I can’t wait to see the show you put on knowing I’m watching.” My heart stuttered and my breathing hitched.
