Pure Punishment(51)

“Kai, you remember Kristy, don’t you? Julia said you knew each other,” Leanne says, smiling up at him. My eyes finally reach him and his face is matching mine.

Shock.

He doesn’t say a word and neither do I.

Julia grabs my hand and drags me away, our eyes still locked on one another.

“You can’t eye fuck him in public,” Julia whispers in my ear.

I wasn’t doing that! I just realized he hasn’t changed, with his hair in the same dark mohawk. He’s bigger though, if that’s even possible. I turn for one last look as she pulls me to our table, and I spot him still holding Leanne. I also notice that his eyes haven’t left me. I can’t do it anymore and I have to force my eyes away from his.

I take a seat next to Julia and congratulate both her and Jimmy. All of their friends start taking seats around the table and, just my luck, Leanne and Kai are next to me. They take a seat and I avert my eyes. Jimmy walks over and gives me a cuddle and sits down next to me while his new fiancée is off mingling before dinner.

“So tell me, how have you been?” He’s a lovely guy and they balance each other out so well, her craziness to his calmness.

“Good, I’ve been good.”

“It’s good to hear, Kristy.” He pats me on the shoulder and moves when Julia takes her seat next to me. We eat dinner and I don’t say much, I just listen to what is going on around me.

“They’ve been together only a few months now,” Julia whispers in my ear, pulling me from my boredom.

“I don’t need to know,” I tell her.

“He doesn’t look at her like he used to look at you, or how he still looks at you now,” she says looking behind me in Kai’s direction. I don’t look, it’s no use. I wouldn’t dream of hurting someone who has helped me and they both have helped me.

Dinner goes smoothly. I have successfully avoided looking in the direction of Kai. Leanne has asked a few questions about how I’m doing and I give them all the same answer. “Good.” As I stand to leave and start to say goodbye, I accidently look at him. His eyes are already on me, eating me alive.

I arrive back at my hotel and kick off my shoes. I need to forget about tonight, forget about those eyes. How can one pair haunt me more than my nightmares?

I grab my swimsuit, take off my dress and put it on. I love the water, it’s relaxing for me. It helps calm my nerves and lets my body feel free. I swim for a good half an hour and decide to go to bed. As I climb out of the water, a hand offers me a towel. The hand with the ‘Love’ tattoo covering its knuckles. I take the towel and wrap it around myself, stepping out of the pool. He doesn’t move, blocking my path.

“Kai,” I say to him, not daring to look up.

“You never called,” he says, shocking me.

“I couldn’t.”

He’s still standing in front of me, not moving. “I call bullshit. You could talk to Julia, but not me?”

“That’s different and you know it.”

“I loved you, Kristy. I fucking loved you and you just left, with a promise that you would call. Why would you do that to me?”

My heart breaks again. I don’t know what to say, so I look up and I see him staring at me intently. He grabs me by the waist and pulls me close to his body. His eyes leave mine and look down at my lips. He bites his bottom lip and then his eyes trail back up and lock onto mine. I’ve never wanted any man to kiss me more in my life than this man in front me. He leans in closely and his lips touch mine, gentle at first. Then his tongue invades my mouth and we lose ourselves. We are a mess of hands and lips, touching everywhere and pulling each other close. He grabs my ass and lifts me so my legs wrap around his waist, and I moan into his mouth as he bites my lip.

I pull away and make a move to get down, realizing that was probably the best kiss of my life, but oh so wrong.

“It can’t be wrong, it feels too right,” he says, grabbing for me again and picking me back up. I should be saying no, but sometimes life is unexpected, and you have to grab it by the balls and enjoy the ride.

He carries me to my room and I let him. There’s a part of me telling me I will regret this; that I know it’s not good for me, but I can’t seem to say anything.

He pushes the door open and walks to the bed where he deposits me and starts to strip. I watch in awe as he becomes fully naked. His body is as defined as it was before, but it seems the time has done him well. He walks over to me and leans down so we are inches apart.

“How did you get to be even more beautiful?” he asks, then pulls my bikini top off, slowly tracing my stomach with his hands and going further down. He pulls the strings on the side of my bikini bottoms and they fall as well. His hot mouth makes contact with my breast and I arch up for him, needing him. He obeys and goes lower, then invades me. His tongue is warm and my pussy is greedy, wanting him for so long has made me crazy.