Hessa

He was just stalking around my living room, turning things on, lighting candles. Like he owned the space. I should have been irked by the intrusion, but I actually thrilled in seeing him comfortable in my personal space. I was, however, getting antsy the longer the silence continued, second-guessing what we were doing here. I was in my scuzzy clothes, hair a mess, no make-up. Heavens to Betsy, I hadn't even shaved today!

Before I could excuse myself to clean up my appearance, Kai was back at the couch, sitting on the other end. He reached down, grabbed my feet and spun me around so my feet were now laying in his lap and I was laying back against the armrest.

"Wha--"

"Shh. Just lean back and relax." He was speaking low, barely audible over the music coming from my speaker. On the first firm stroke of his thumb in my arch, my eyes fluttered shut and I acquiesced to his request. The music sounded so similar to what he played on the beach the other night, which was quickly becoming my favorite.

I didn't know where he learned to massage like that, but my feet were the happy recipients, nearly purring from the attention.

"You have sexy feet, Hessa." My eyes popped open, thinking he had to be joking with me. One look at the heat in his eyes and I knew he meant it. Before I could argue the falseness of his statement, he kept going, his voice rumbling through my chest. "I've seen these feet in sexy black heels I hope to see again, perhaps with less clothing involved. I've seen these feet walk along the beach with me, making footprints together in my favorite place. And the red polish. I like that a lot, Hessa."

Now, I'd never found feet sexy, but with each passing moment, he was convincing me there might be some element of worthiness to those things attached to the end of my legs. There was no denying the desire I saw in his face, in the way his hands rubbed and squeezed and stroked. Hey, if he liked the red polish and the black heels, I'd be sure to wear both every damn day.

When his hands traveled up my calves and massaged the back of my knees, I closed my eyes again and enjoyed the shivers running up and down my body. I worried he could feel my goose bumps on my unshaven legs, but if he did, he didn't seem put off by it in the slightest. Those hands kept stroking, higher and higher, finally hitting the hem of my shorts.

Apparently, that was no barrier either as his thumbs found their way underneath. We both gasped at the contact and his thumbs froze in place.

My eyes popped open, my head whipped up, and my cheeks turned bright red, all in the space of a nanosecond.

"No underwear, Ono?" He didn't look horrified, per say. In fact, I'd say his eyes lost all focus and the clench of his jaw matched every other muscle in his body. He looked ready to either pounce or flee. I sent up prayers for the former. I didn't think I could survive the latter.

I slowly shook my head, unable to look away. If I spoke, I'd break the spell, I was sure of it. And never in my life had I wanted something to happen so badly. Thumbs began to move again and I would have rejoiced, if I'd had any strength left in my body. Those shivers turned into full body jolts starting at my core and extending out to my extremities.

Somehow Kai was now towering over me, his hands still gripping my thighs, thumbs dancing up and down my slit, making me lose all thought of anything but the feel of his hands touching my most intimate spot.

I was left unsatisfied and turned on beyond belief as his hands left my thighs and reached up to peel my tank top off. My arms went willingly, but as soon as the cool air hit my skin, I crossed my arms over my body, feeling highly self-conscious. I needed it to be darker. Rolls and wobbly bits and stretch marks were typically overlooked in the darkness. Here was this hot lifeguard, in fantastic physical shape, stroking my body and looking his fill.

Kai grabbed my wrists and brought his lips to mine. The kiss was sweet and innocent before he kicked it up a notch and invaded my mouth, tongues tangling. He was still attacking my mouth when he pulled my arms away from my body, his torso settling on top of me.

"Touch me, Ono," he whispered against my lips before diving in for more.

I didn't need to be told thrice to do something I'd dreamt of doing. I let my hands wander over his shirt, underneath to his warm skin, pushing his shirt up. He broke the kiss to whip the shirt off and throw it to the floor. Then he was back on top of me, kissing the side of my neck. I'd forgotten the luxurious feel of a man's hard body laying skin-to-skin on top of me. The friction of his hard chest against my tender breasts was enough to make me forget about covering myself.

His kisses traveled lower, and my hands couldn't reach his hard ass any longer. I was about to complain when his mouth closed over one nipple, killing any coherent words from tumbling from my lips. Fire shot from my breast to my core, making me gasp and press my hips up into his torso. I looked down and saw his dark hand full with my white breast, thumb back to sweeping across the tip, mimicking the flicking of his tongue on my other breast.

I gripped his head, my hands holding him to my breasts, wanting more friction. He complied, flicking faster, sucking harder. Teeth grazed, the pleasure-pain wrenching a moan out of me. Then he released my nipple from his mouth with a loud pop.

He was breathing hard, his chest heaving, rubbing along my breasts with each inhale. "So I ask again: do you trust me, Hessa?" His voice was nothing like I'd heard before from him; gravely and restrained, the musical quality nowhere to be found in his need.

"Yes. Yes, I trust you." I would say or do just about anything right now, which was also a new feeling for me. Sex was usually such a mechanical undertaking, a way to reach a physical release. We still had clothes on and already I felt more connected to Kai than I'd ever felt with past partners.

"Thank God," Kai breathed. Then he lifted off of me, reaching down to peel my shorts from my legs, baring me completely.

"Could-- Could we turn the lights off first?" I was back to feeling self-conscious in my body, knowing I was far from the bikini clad young things that I was sure threw themselves at him daily at his job. The Beach Squad was helping me accept my body more than before, but I'd need a lot of work before I pranced around naked any time soon.

Kai was sitting back on his heels, eyes roaming up and down my body. "Hell no, woman. I want to see every inch of you. Touch every inch. Kiss every inch. Memorize every inch. It's like your body was made for a man's pleasure. And since I'm the one you trust, I intend to take my pleasure. But I also believe in ladies first. You're going to want to see it all too, so the lights stay on."

I was gobsmacked. Kai wasn't a man to lie, no matter what, so if he said he loved my body, I had to believe he really did. Before I could analyze the situation further, he'd jumped up and started stripping off his shorts. Laces untied, velcro ripped open. Hands pushed down the shorts, dropping them to the floor.

And I thanked Thomas Edison with every cell in my body.

Hell yes, the lightbulbs were staying on. I couldn't take my eyes off the most beautiful erection I'd ever had the pleasure of seeing. It was standing tall, a slight curve leading to a head I was sure my mouth needed to feast on. It bobbed slightly as Kai walked his way over to me. I lifted off the armrest and reached out to grab hold.

Kai pulled back just out of my grasp. "What do you say, Ms. Woodland?"

Sure, I'd play his game. The reward was worth it. "Please?" I looked up at him, begging with my eyes.

He smirked. "It was the impeccable manners that got me. Just so you know."

It was infuriating having your own snark tossed in your face, but I had a gorgeous erection in my face too, so I was willing to overlook it. Kai moved back within reach, letting me finally get my hands on him. I stroked down his length, the baby soft skin a delicious juxtaposition with the hardness underneath.

My mouth opened, tongue snaking out to lick the tip. His taste filled my mouth, urging me to consume more. I held the base while I swirled my tongue over the head, thanking myself for indulging in every ice cream cone over the years. I'd indulged in plenty, as my hips would attest, and my mouth knew exactly what to do with the deliciousness offered up in the form of erection heaven. Kai moaned above me, letting me know he appreciated my ice cream cone skills as well.

I'd barely started when he pulled out of my mouth with a loud hiss. I pouted my lips, probably looking exactly like a kid who'd dropped their cone. One minute delight, the next devastation.

"Ladies first, remember?" Kai was breathing hard again, which made me feel slightly mollified. He reached down and pulled me up off the couch. "Jump up."

My eyes about bugged out of my head. "Pardon?"

"Jump up and put your legs around me. Let's take this into the bedroom where we have more room." He was pulling me into him, hands going under my arms in preparation for the jump that wasn't going to happen.

"Um, no thank you. Let's ambulate instead." There was no way in hell I was jumping on the poor guy. I wanted him fully functioning, not crumbling under the weight of my previous ice cream indulgences. Lights on plus picking me up? Was he trying to hit on all my insecurities in one go?

He tilted his head. "Seriously, Hessa? I carry fully grown men out of the ocean on a daily basis. You think I can't handle carrying you to your bedroom? You're like half my weight."

I scoffed. "Hardly! We probably weigh the same, but that's beside the point. Why not walk since we have perfectly functioning legs?"

"Are we seriously going to argue about this right now?" Kai pressed his body into mine, his erection reacquainting itself with my body. The reminder of that perfect appendage waiting to do wonderful things to me did make our argument seem a little silly.

I sighed. Nothing for it. It had to be done.

"Brace yourself."

Kai laughed but caught me easily when I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist. "See? I'll even reward you for trusting me again." His head bent and he sucked a nipple into his mouth, tongue driving me crazy. I couldn't help but grind up against his length, quickly finding the perfect spot for friction.

We were moving, our exact whereabouts beyond my comprehension, but when string lights lit up the dark, I realized we'd reached my bedroom. I'd foregone the typical ceiling fan light or bedside lamp options, instead wanting dim mood lighting.

Kai lifted his head away from my breast, taking in my room. "Nice lights."

"Thanks. Better for reading on my tablet in bed." Reading myself to sleep was how I operated, even as a young child. Reading was the most enthralling, yet relaxing thing I could do to unwind each night. Last thing I wanted was a spotlight in my eye.

"Sorry." Kai laid me back on the bed, following me down.

I wrinkled my nose. "For what?" He didn't look particularly sorry about anything.

"You won't be getting any reading done tonight."

Then his mouth went back to my breasts, a hand finding its way between my legs. What he didn't know was that I wouldn't need my book boyfriend tonight when I had the real thing bringing the words to life.

And that was the last coherent thought I had for awhile.

Kai spent copious amounts of time on my lips and my breasts, just teasing the part of me that wanted him the most. We eventually rolled over, landing me on top of him, in a position to lead this make-out session. But Kai had other ideas.

"Climb up here, legs on either side of my head, hands on the backboard," he barked.

The fog I'd been in made it hard to comprehend what he wanted. I started crawling up his body, not yet realizing what position his instructions would put me in. It was as I was placing each knee over his shoulders that I discovered what his intentions were.

A thrill ran through me even as I blushed fiery red.

"Kai..." I wasn't sure about this.

He looked up at me, burning me with his intensity. "Sit, woman." His hands grabbed my ass, pulling me down onto his face. My hands flew to the headboard to keep from falling over from the instant onslaught.

He fucked like he kissed. Lips and tongue attacking, flicking, nothing off-limits. I only worried for a moment I was going to smother him. Then I couldn't stop my hips from bucking on his face, wanting more, needing release. My body told my manners to go to hell and they fled like the scared little pansies they were. I'd apologize later if I restricted his air. This was fucking hot, demanding the entirety of my attention.

His tongue zeroed in on my clit, flicking relentlessly as he sucked it into his mouth. Then he rubbed his chin along my slit, his beard scruff scraping delightfully, before his soft tongue reappeared. My thighs shook, threatening to buckle when the orgasm hit. I gripped the headboard with all the strength I had, desperate to ride out the wave without actually smothering him with my entire body weight. Hard to do when you couldn't feel anything but white-hot pleasure between your legs.

His mouth continued its assault, slowing the pace enough to allow me to survive. When the last tremor left my body, Kai grabbed my torso and tilted me over to lay back next to him on the bed. I was boneless, allowing him to situate me however he wanted.

I used to play Raggedy Ann with my sister in the back of the car growing up. When my mom would turn, we'd flop to the side, crushing each other and invariably bursting into laughter at having no ability to hold ourselves upright.

This was a markedly better version of Raggedy Ann.

"What's so funny, gorgeous?" Kai was up on one elbow watching me giggle, which was cut off immediately at the sight of his wet chin.

I was still on his face. Oh, Lordy. Cue the full body blush.

"Do I even want to know what's going on in there?" Kai rapped his knuckles gently against the top of my head.

"Prolly not," I answered, unable to form a full sentence quite yet. I reached over and wiped his chin, unable to stand it any longer. He just grinned and rolled back on top of me.

This time when he kissed me, I tasted myself mixed with his own taste. It shouldn't have been a turn on, but it was, waking up parts of me that only moments ago thought they'd never recover. He took his time again, just playing and teasing. Not in any hurry to get to the main event, which left me happy but befuddled. Usually men were all about getting to the finish line as quickly as possible. What else was there?

I didn't have to wonder long as Kai began to rub his cock against me, teasing me with just a taste of the friction I needed. I bucked my hips seeking him out, hoping to prolong the sensations spiraling out to the rest of my body with each pass. My hands gripped his back, pulling him to me tightly. His chest rubbed along my breasts, adding to the thrill. I closed my eyes. I was so close.

Cold air hit me as Kai pushed away from me and climbed off the bed.

"W-where are you going?" He couldn't leave me like this. That would be cruel and unusual punishment. Yes, I'd already had one orgasm, but I was discovering I was a greedy bitch.

He reached down to the floor, giving me a view of the side of one sculpted glute muscle. I hadn't noticed how fine his backside was, so distracted was I by the impressive erection previously. As much as I wanted his body on top of me, pressing me into the bed, I also wanted to sit back and ogle him from afar. The boy was gorgeous. Long muscular legs, a tight ass, narrow hips, and wide shoulders. His skin was smooth and beautiful and the tan lines showed exactly where he wore his swim trunks at work.

"Want me to pose?" His voice pulled my eyes back up to his smirking face. Guess he caught me gawking.

"Yes, please." Why deny it?

He chuckled and came back over to the foot of the bed. Without speaking, he grabbed my ankles and pushed my legs apart in one forceful move, leaving me exposed to his gaze. His face hardened and as his eyes settled on my nether regions, I felt a trickle leak down, giving him even more to see. At that sight he didn't waste time crawling up the bed to settle between my legs.

I didn't think I'd ever been truly fucked before. Those interludes were too perfunctory and clinical to call fucking. I was guessing I'd finally be well and truly fucked before the night was over. My body clenched in anticipation, wanting it more than I ever thought I would.

Condom on, Kai lifted my knees up and out, holding me open for him. I didn't have time to be embarrassed as he plunged forward, filling me to the hilt. I gasped, loving the fullness, realizing for the first time that I'd been missing this exact feeling my whole life.

"Okay?" Kai was looking at me with concern.

"Oh, yes," I managed to whisper back. I was the okay-est I'd ever been.

The moment the words were out, he pulled back and thrust back in, setting a blistering pace. I reached behind me to the headboard and held on. This was nothing like I'd ever felt before. The sensations washing over my body were too strong, too forceful to be contained. My head thrashed back and forth on the pillow as I fought to control the impending explosion.

"Give it to me, Ono." Kai's voice was just a hoarse whisper now, his control almost as gone as mine. His hand left my knee and flicked clumsily across my clit, just enough pressure to set me off again.

I pressed my head back into the pillow and let the orgasm take me, not entirely sure I'd survive it. I was panting, eyes squeezed shut. Pops of color exploded across my eyelids and my nose went tingly.

Kai kept thrusting before suddenly stopping, dropping his head to my shoulder and gripping the pillow under my head. His harsh moan filled my ears, bringing a smug smile to my face.

He may have been the one thrusting, but I did that to him. I made him lose control. In my most vulnerable, naked state, I now felt the most powerful.