Impossible Love: An Unforeseen Destiny Novel Book One (17 page)

“My mom is my best friend. My only family. There isn’t anything worse than learning she’s dying of cancer. I realize I’m vulnerable. I do. But she’s dying, and there’s nothing that will change that. I’m almost a nurse, so I know her options. But she’s too far gone…” I swallow down the threatening cry and continue.

“I need you to erase this pain. And maybe I’m selfish, but I want to look back and remember something good can happen, too. That when Christmas rolls around next year, I’ll have a positive memory to pull from.” I pause and shrug. “I don’t want every Christmas ruined for me.”

Kai’s gaze clouds over, and I don’t miss the sudden spike in his respirations, but he doesn’t seem convinced, yet. I switch my tactic.

“I want you: here, now, tonight.
Please
,” I beg. My hands roam along his abdomen to his pelvis and stop right above the obvious bulge in his pants.

“Kayla, I don’t know,” Kai says above a whisper, indiscreetly removing my hands.

For some reason, his refusal only fuels my desire to have him.

“Please
.” I lean in to plant a soft kiss on the side of his mouth. He swallows hard, and I take joy in the fact that my pleading seems to be wearing him down. “
Please
,” I repeat.

Kai sucks in a breath and closes his eyes. I can sense the struggle he’s having between his conscience and desire. A moment passes, and his eyes reopen and peer into mine. The heat behind those chocolate-brown eyes confirms my suspicions.

The small gap between us disappears as warm lips press upon mine, silencing any future pleas. His hands wrap around my hips and grip tightly. The sudden thrust of his tongue causes a low moan to escape, and I lean my chest closer to him in surrender. Goosebumps erupt across my skin from his deft fingers tracing along my side and working toward my breast. When his thumb skims across my nipple, sparks ignite deep inside my core. Oh my God, I’m so ready for him.

Kai rises and lifts me into his arms, our tongues still dancing with each other. I wrap my legs around his waist, and his hold tightens as he carries me down a narrow hallway. His shirt bunches in my grasp, his hard pecs beneath my touch. This shirt has to go. Like now. My fingers fumble with the buttons.

Score
!

As his shirt falls open, I waste no time and plant my hands on his bare chest. Another soft moan escapes from me as my fingers slide across those ripped muscles, finally touching those hard ridges that have plagued my thoughts.

I’m so engaged by Kai’s rock-hard body; I don’t realize we’ve entered his bedroom until I’m sitting upon crumpled ivory sheets. Kai breaks away and raises my shirt over my head. With a quick toss, my shirt ends on the floor, next to his. But there’s no time to think about being shirtless. I don’t have time to think, period. Kai’s lips are back on mine, and with the slightest pressure, his palms push my shoulders backward, guiding me to the mattress. His fingers drift to my shorts and work them past my hips until I’m laying beneath him in just my bra and underpants. He sucks in a breath and stands.

The deep burn in Kai’s eyes as his gaze rakes over my body causes my breath to hitch. I should be self-conscious. But I’m not. If anything, I feel desired.

Kai slides his cargo shorts off and stands before me in all his glory. As much as I want to study every inch of his delicious body, I can’t pull away from his eyes. Their hypnotic stare seems to have a hold on me.

He crawls back on top, hovering above me. “Kayla, are you sure?”

I nod, afraid to speak in fear of how my voice sounds. I’ve never wanted something so badly in my entire existence.

Kai moves a strand of hair from my forehead, and my heart beats faster when the tips of his fingers slowly trace the side of my neck, down the middle of my chest. The back of his hand grazes the inside of my breast, and I shiver as he continues the downward path. He acts as if he’s mesmerized by his hand that trails along my midsection and stops at the edge of my underwear.

“You’re so beautiful,” he rasps out.

Kai raises his head and our gaze locks. The longing in his eyes is unmistakable; the spike in our heartbeats undeniable. He lowers his mouth onto mine and kisses me in a slow agonizing pace. I reach up and run my fingers through his soft waves and tug ever so lightly.

Kai groans against my mouth. He runs his hands down my shoulders before slipping them behind my back to unhook my bra.

As soon as the bra disappears, he nuzzles against the right side of my neck and plants small kisses behind my ear. His hand sweeps around to cup my left breast, generating a pool of heat between my legs. I whimper in pleasure when he rolls my left bud between his long fingers.

Kai leaves a trail of kisses to my right breast. His tongue extends and traces a circle around the hardened nipple before his lips cover the entire tip. My breath catches as he sucks in the flesh and gently nibbles upon release. A weird sensation courses through my body, causing a slight arch to my back. A devilish grin flashes across Kai’s face. His mouth collides with my skin, nipping and licking along the same path his hand had followed earlier.

Kai scoots farther down the bed until he’s positioned between my legs. My breath releases quick and ragged as his hands run along my sides and grab hold of my underwear. A blush invades my cheeks as he removes the panties soaked with my arousal.

Kai’s heavy-lidded gaze connects with mine. “Don’t be embarrassed. You’re right where I want you.”

Oh boy.

Kai drops his gaze and traces his fingertips along the outside of my legs. His hands make their way up and around to the inside of my inner thighs. His breathing accelerates, along with mine as he gently pushes apart my legs. I glance at him, and my insides melt from his obvious desire as he watches his hands glide along my skin. It’s so hot.

Kai’s eyes close the moment his fingertips find my core.

“Mmm, you’re so wet,” he murmurs. His finger presses inside and slowly works back and forth. My head rears back as his mouth joins my most intimate spot, creating sensations I never knew existed. My hands fly to his head and grab his hair as his tongue and finger synchronize perfectly together. Pressure builds, and I know I will soon climax to territories I’ve never explored.

Kai slips in another finger which creates a fullness that measures beyond satisfying. His fingers and tongue work faster, causing my muscles to spasm. Sensations that can only be described as euphoric overtake my body, and I scream out, “Kai.” I throw my arms above my head, grabbing anything I can as waves of tremors ripple through me. When I come down from the high, I realize why people have sex. It’s freaking amazing.

Kai positions himself above me while leaning on his forearms. The corners of his mouth rise, and he brings his mouth to mine. My lips part welcoming his tongue that slips into my mouth.

He breaks the kiss to stare into my eyes. “We can stop right there. We don’t have to continue.”

“I want you‌…‌
please
,” I whimper.

He kisses me slowly and with more passion than before and then slides off taking his warmth with him. The sudden emptiness surprises me, and I want him back. I want him on top of me, around me, and in me. I almost ask where he’s going, but the ripping sound of cellophane alerts me to the reason he left. I mentally sigh‌—‌at least one of us has a brain tonight because I haven’t given any thought to protection.

Kai nestles back between my legs and moves his hands along my body, caressing my skin. Heat flares between my legs again, anticipating his next moves.

“This is going to hurt, but I’ll try to be gentle.”

Kai positions the tip of his cock at my entrance, and my legs spread farther as if giving permission. I close my eyes, overcome by emotions swirling through me.

“Look at me.” Kai’s voice commands.

My eyelids flutter open to a questioning stare. It’s as if Kai’s giving me one last chance to back out. I don’t want to stop. My hands squeeze his hips, pulling him closer, and that’s all the reassurance he needs. I let out a small cry as Kai eases into me, erasing all signs of innocence. He stills and rests his forehead on mine.

“You okay?” he asks in a strangulated plea.

Unable to speak, I move my head up and down. The initial hurt is soon replaced with need as my body adjusts to Kai’s intrusion.

He breathes heavily but doesn’t move. I nudge my hips upward while wrapping my legs around him. My name escapes his mouth in a half moan before he moves back and forth.

Kai’s head rises, and our gaze interlocks. He continues to plunge in and out at a slow, sensual rate while holding my stare captive. The longing displayed in his eyes heightens my sensuality of being wanted, desired. As if I’m the only person who’s ever mattered.

I can hardly breathe. I’m so overcome by emotions.

Kai quickens his pace, and my lower muscles constrict around him. Surprised by how good this feels, I run my hands along his sides to his back and dig my nails into his taut skin. My back arches involuntarily, causing the tips of my breast to graze his chest and eliciting another sexy moan from his mouth. Kai’s eyes stay locked on mine as he pushes deeper and faster. His body trembles beneath my touch, and I grip tighter.

“You’re so tight,” he says as if it’s the most pleasurable sensation he’s ever felt. “I’m sorry, I’m not going to last much longer.”

His left hand slides down to work his thumb against my swollen nub. My breaths become broken as pressure rebuilds, hinting at another orgasm I didn’t think was possible. A moment later, an unfamiliar sound erupts from deep inside as pleasurable shockwaves seize my entire lower half.

“Kayla,” Kai screams out during his release, and then crashes on top of me. “I…”

Kai doesn’t finish his thought and keeps his body pressed to mine while his breath catches back up to him. I drag my fingertips slowly along his back in complete bliss.

I’m glad I waited to share this moment with Kai. It was perfect. And I know waiting for someone special was the right thing to do, despite everything Staci kept telling me. I may be inexperienced, but I can’t imagine it gets any better than this.

Kai is someone whom I could fall in love with. Heck, maybe part of me has already. A hint of sadness infiltrates my mind, and I try not to think about flying home in less than two weeks. I close my eyes, desperately trying to push that thought aside. For now, I’ll just enjoy our moment.

Chapter
Twenty-Six

Kai~

I’m such a dick.

Moonbeams shine through the window sheers, casting a glow on Kayla’s figure. Her hair’s natural highlights practically glimmer red from the brightness. The smoothness of her silky, cream skin tantalizes me. I hook my index finger in my mouth and bite down to keep from caressing her. As tempting as Kayla is, she needs the rest. The corners of my mouth draw up as I drink in her sight. There’s a peacefulness to her expression that makes the inner beast in me roar, knowing I’m the reason behind her satiated condition.

Kayla offered a piece of herself, and I’d be a damn idiot not to recognize the hidden meaning. But I still shouldn’t have accepted, no matter how incredible we are together. Or how fucking great her body feels beneath me.

I take a deep breath and flop onto my back. Running a hand over my face, I try to block the image of her quivering body out of my head. But it’s impossible. She looked and felt too good. For being inexperienced, the passion she expressed, I swear she knew exactly what to do. Her movements were sensual‌…‌perfect.

What occurred between us tonight was more than great sex. I’ve had great sex before, and that doesn’t even compare. What we shared was different. More intimate. I’ve never connected with anyone on that level. Ever. And holding her gaze while I slid my cock back and forth, it broke me. “She’s mine” was all I could think. Hell, the words “
I love you
” almost flew out of my mouth when I came.

Which is crazy. Totally crazy.

I’ve only known Kayla for a small fraction of time. People don’t fall in love that quickly. No, there’s no way I love her. I don’t fall in love. We’re just good together. That’s all.

I glance over at her lying beside me and wince. A pang of longing followed by a fear of her morning regret races through me. God, I hope she doesn’t hate me when she wakes. I’m not sure I’ll handle any remorse.

A delicious whimper escapes Kayla’s mouth, and I shift to study her face as a smile crosses her lips. I mirror her expression and wonder what she’s dreaming. She emits another moan, and my dick twitches in response.
Fuck!
My heart races as a dose of reality slaps me in the face.

I’ve fallen for her. I may not be in love, but I definitely care for her. A lot. How did this sweet, shy girl from the Midwest find a way into my closed-off heart?

And what the hell can I do about it?

I clamp my jaw shut and force myself to look away. The sheer panels flapping in the tropical breeze catches my gaze. It’s late. Her mom has to be worried. I sit momentarily frozen at the thought of Cara dying. It doesn’t sound as if she has much time. Damn. No wonder John’s upset. The only woman he’s ever loved is dying.

And by the sounds of it, Kayla will have to face this by herself. Life’s unfair.

I slip out of bed to make the dreaded call to her mom. My gaze strays to Kayla’s succulent body. Her exposed shoulder practically begs for me to kiss it. But I refrain. With the least amount of pressure, I draw the cover over her skin and draw in a breath. She stirs, but doesn’t wake. As I shift away from the bed, my feet stumble on material. I reach down to grab my shorts, and Kayla’s underwear falls to the side. My body stiffens from the reminiscent of her sweet taste upon my tongue.
Get a grip. You’re not sixteen
. I shake off my immature antics and pull my shorts up in search of my phone.

Thank God, I programmed in Kayla’s mom’s number earlier.
My first attempt at stalking pays off
, I think as I grab my phone from the end table and flop onto the couch. I hurriedly answer back Mom’s concerned text. I hadn’t explained too much, just that a friend had needed me. There’s no doubt in my mind Mom understands. But my sister’s text goes ignored. Where Mom’s understanding, Lauren’s not as much. But I don’t care. Her wrath can be dealt with later. I take an encouraging breath and dial Cara’s number.