Kanej

Chapter 24

Kaz

Kaz helped Inej out of the shower, his hand steady on her waist as he grabbed a towel and draped it around her body. She gazed dreamily at him, eyes glazed as she clutched the towel and said 'Thank you.'

She began walking out of the bathroom, swaying slightly on her feet and Kaz hurriedly wrapped a towel around his hips and went after her, concerned she may fall down. Inej didn't bother with sleep clothes as she dropped her towel and slipped underneath the covers, sighing as Kaz glanced at her with raised eyebrows.

'You're not going to put a shirt on?' he questioned and Inej thought she heard nervousness mixed with excitement in his tone. She smiled cheekily at him and said slyly 'do you want me to?'

Kaz swallowed, torn between demanding her to put some clothes on or not wearing clothes and seeing if and where this would lead. He moved towards her, feeling drawn to her presence and the desire to be close to her as he hovered uncertainty in front of her. She blinked at him, her lips parting as she whispered seductively 'come to bed'.

Kaz glanced down at his towel. 'I need to put on some pants first,' he rasped, his voice lower than usual. But Inej shook her head. 'No.' she declared decidedly. 'I'm not wearing anything so you can't either,' she said playfully and Kaz raised an eyebrow at the twisted logic. He hesitated. 'I'm not sure that's such a good idea,' he began but when Inej reached towards his towel he stepped back and scowled. 'Fine,' he relented as he loosened the knot and dropped his towel, baring himself to her.

He wasn't sure what reaction to expect from her, but when she gasped and flickered her eyes to meet his, he had to restrain himself from pinning her to bed and having his way with her. That was his initial thought. As much as he desired Inej and her delectable body, he didn't think he could go beyond kissing her. But he could very well try.

He met her gaze steadily, a smirk working its way on the corner of his lips as he stalked towards her, lifting the cover of his bed as he crawled in. Inej turned to face him, her face visibly flushing as she rested her hand against his chest. The sheet slipped off her torso, exposing her breasts and flat stomach, and when Inej made no move to cover herself, Kaz trailed his gaze towards her bare skin.

Her collarbone sliced through her slim shoulders, and every hollow and crevice of her delicate neck stood out. His eyes roved across lower, and Kaz could feel the weight of Inej's gaze as he looked at her breasts. He'd never seen a woman's chest so up close and before he realised what he was doing, he gently brushed his knuckles at the side of her breasts.

Inej gasped at the light touch of his fingers, her eyes glazed and Kaz jerked, about to yank his hand away but she stopped him. She gripped his wrist, her voice steady, almost desperate as she begged, 'please. Don't stop.'

Kaz gazed uncertainly at her, gritting his teeth as he steeled himself for what he was about to do. He hated that he didn't know how to please a woman, and he was angry at himself for being too cowardly and spineless to try. But Inej wasn't just any woman, and she deserved better. He owed her that much.

And it's not as if he was opposed to touching her. How could it be when she laid back so invitingly for him?. Kaz once again began trailing the back of his hand across Inej's side, noticing how her breathing laboured and her chest rose up and down. When he reached the curve of her slim hips, he cupped her hip, unsure if he should carry on touching her, but she made the decision for him.

Inej placed her hand on Kaz's and guided his hand to her stomach. Kaz could feel goosebumps rise across her warm flesh as he gently rolled his palm in a circular motion. He leaned on his elbow, hovering as he rapsed "do you want me to carry on?" 'Do you want to stop?" She countered back and Kaz shook his head.

As long as he kept his gaze focused on her and her body's response to the feelings and sensations his touch ignited in her, he could control the sick feeling in his gut. And it didn't matter that his trauma could overwhelm him in any given moment, with no warning whatsoever, but being with Inej, touching her even, distracted him from all that pain. How could he let the bad experiences in his past interfere with his future, when Inej was clearly desperate for his touch?

Kaz inched his hand upwards, his fingers ghosting over her tiny waist and delicate ribs and when she sighed softly and arched her back, he rested his hand against her sternum.

Inej's heart thumped steadily against the coolness of his palm, despite her shallow breathing and Kaz was painfully aware of her breasts, barely millimetres away from his hand. He dared a glance at her nipples, which were hard and pointed and he unconsciously licked his lips. Did Inej want his touch there?

He glanced at her in confirmation and she practically pushed her chest towards his hands. "It's okay," she said almost dreamily. 'I'm yours for tonight. You can touch me wherever you like". That was all the confirmation he needed. His hand still laid on her chest, but he slowly, excruciatingly brushed her nipple with the tip of his thumb.

Inej breathed out shakily at his touch and Kaz stared in wonder at her breast, amazed at how just a brush of his skin against her breasts had her nipples hardening. He did it again, this time applying a bit of pressure and he was rewarded with Inej opening her eyes and pleading, "do it again."

Kaz felt a thrill of excitement course through his veins and he realised with a shock that he was aroused. So painfully turned on that it almost hurt. And all because of a naked, willing girl who yearned for his touch and couldn't seem to get enough. He breathed out harshly, attempting to get a grip of himself but it was futile. His self control was already strained where Inej was concerned and with every touch they shared, it waned further less.

Before he could think further about it, he grasped Inej by her hips and rolled her so she was on top of him. The sheet around her waist prevented them from touching skin to skin from waist down but Kaz could feel every feminine curve of Inej pressed intimately against his hard body. Inej cried out, bracing her hands on the headboard to leverage herself as Kaz trailed his hands upwards towards her breasts, cupping them in his strong hands.

'Tell me this is okay for you,' he gasped, overtaken with desperation and a blind lust that defied all logic and reasoning. He wanted to touch Inej but he needed to know that she was okay with it too.

A soft moan escaped her lips when Kaz began tracing light circles on her nipples and she leaned down, her forehead brushing his as she kissed him so fervently he thought he saw stars. His hands on her torso continued, touching, brushing and exploring her skin in wonderment while their lips kissed passionately until Inej pulled away. Kaz was breathing as harshly as her when she released the headboard and tried to climb off him. Kaz reluctantly withdrew his hands as Inej curled up next to him.

Thank you,' she whispered, her voice exhausted as she leaned her head against the curve of his neck. Kaz pulled the sheet over them, and turned to face her but she was fast asleep, a content smile on her lips.

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