back the thin fabric that separated what Gia had that he wanted from his touch. When he felt her there, wet and ready, Kai groaned, inhaling her, wanting to taste her on his tongue.
“You don’t feel cold to me.”
“Kai…wait…”
“Let me be friendly.” She didn’t stop him when he opened her robe, wanting to see all of her—that silk sleep shirt, the thin material not hiding the peak of her hard nipples. “Fuck…” he muttered, his dick hardening. He took one in his mouth, moaning against her when she arched into him, when she moved her hips like she ached and needed him touching her deep inside.
“You want me here?” he asked against her skin, slipping his finger between her wet lips, feeling how she wrapped around him when he slipped two fingers inside her. “You do, don’t you, ku'uipo. Shit, you’re so wet and ready for me.”
“Oh, God…Kai…”
It wouldn’t take long; he knew that much, and he wasn’t patient. When it came to Gia, he couldn’t hold himself back. He had to taste her. He had to know if what he imagined was as sweet, as delicious as the vivid fantasy his imagination had dreamt up.
She moved her hips, letting him take her thong off, her nails clutching against the armrests when he lowered his mouth over her, watching her face, loving how she didn’t hide from him then. Gia didn’t close her eyes. She didn’t twist her head away from him while he ate her. Gia wasn’t a woman that shied away from what she wanted and just then, she seemed to want Kai’s mouth on her pussy. He gave her what she wanted. He licked her completely, sucking all of her in, teasing her with his fingers, humming against her pretty pink skin when she clamped around him.
“Like that,” she told him, her nails gripping the chair, her walls clamping against his fingers as she worked her hips, her breathing becoming erratic and then, as Kai kissed her harder, lapped up as much of her sweet pussy that he could reach, cupping her ass to bring her closer, stretching one leg over his shoulder to spread her farther apart…Gia went still, her body tensed, and she pushed on his shoulders. “Stop. Please…stop Kai.”
He didn’t stop her when she untangled herself from him. Kai watched her maneuvering her body from the chair, hustling to cover herself back into her robe, tying it closed before she grabbed her glass and downed what remained of her bourbon.
“Gia…”
“I’ve told you…a thousand damn times. I can’t…” She inhaled, setting down the glass, brushing the tousled hair off her forehead before she faced him. “You don’t understand what any of this is like for me.” When he stood, reaching for her, Gia shook her head, holding up a hand to stop him. “All of this,” she waved between the two of them, squeezing her eyes shut like some vivid recollection had shot into her mind and she wanted it gone, “it has to stop right now.”
“I don’t think it’s that simple.” Kai ignored her, still giving her enough space when he stood in front of her. “There’s something happening here. You can’t just pretend it’s not there.”
“Physical…physical attraction can be…resisted.” She swallowed, holding her robe together at the collar like Kai hadn’t just seen more of her than anyone else in New Orleans. “What’s happening here…you’re my player…my employee. My younger employee. And I cannot gamble twenty years of hard work because I’m…because I want…”
“Me?” he asked, gritting his teeth when she frowned at him. He watched her then, warring with himself about Gia and whatever it was that kept her so damn scared of him…of whatever it was that was happening between them. The entire world looked at her and saw this fearless, ball busting bitch who took absolutely no shit from anyone. But inside this building, Kai had seen someone else entirely. And right now, standing in front of him, he saw how scared she was, how injured.
“I’ll leave, Gia,” he told her, running his fingers through his hair and a hand over his face. He wouldn’t touch her again, not until she asked him. If she wanted him to back away, he would. “When you’re ready for me to finish this…” he waved to the chair where’d she been spread open for him, “you let me know.” Kai moved to the door, half hoping she’d stop him, knowing Gia Jilani would never change her mind once it was made. “I just