//Random Smut Scenes//

Getting Ready

Jenna met Kai when working as an agent, after which they started dating. they got quite serious, but got separated when they both had to go undercover for two months. after being apart for so long, Kai seems to be in the mood to tease...

TW:
This story contains lots of teasing... and not much else ;)
Read at own discretion...

As I stood scrutinising my appearance in the mirror, I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist. I could feel the gentle pressure of Kai's lips against my bare shoulder as he pressed a soft kiss there before burying his head in the crook of my neck. I smiled at his actions, resting my hands on his arms that held me against his own body.

"Do we have to go out?" I heard him moan, his voice making the skin on my neck vibrate, a smile rising to my lips.

"You know we do. Even though we're together, we still have to keep up appearances, love."

"I know, but you just look so beautiful, and I haven't seen you all day. Can we just be a few minutes late?"

"I wish we could, but we have to get going."

"I missed you today," he whispered against my skin, pressing a kiss to my neck.

I smiled again, a soft chuckle leaving my lips.

"I missed you too," I admitted as I started playing with his hair, feeling the soft strands slip over my skin as I carted my fingers through them.

He started pressing kisses all over my neck and shoulder, making me tilt my head to the side and revel in the feeling of his lips on my skin after so long. My grip on his hair tightened as his kisses became more urgent.

"Can't I just feel you? Just for a minute?" he murmured against my skin.

"You know that once we start it won't only be a minute," I said, my voice breathy and light.

His hands started roaming my waist before coming to settle on my hips. His grip tightened and I immediately knew what he was trying to do. So when he tried rolling my hips into his own, I took advantage of the silk covering my body to slip out of his strong grip. Unfortunately, he caught onto my plan before I could execute it, wrapping his arms around my waist again, caging me in. His lips hadn't once left my neck. By then his kisses turned to soft nibbles, making my heart race.

We hadn't been so close in two months, not even mentioning doing anything physical. So every touch, every kiss, every warm breath on my skin was ten times more intoxicating than the first time we got physical. But I knew that we couldn't do what I so craved. It would jeopardise our reputations. It would probably get us in trouble with our boss. It would pull us in and eat us whole, leaving only empty shells of people who were so wrapped up in one another that they destroyed each other.

My reason overruled my desire, my hands pulling his arms from my waist and setting me free from his grip. I took a step back and turned to face him, trying to seem unbothered by what he was doing to me. But he saw right through my mask. He knew what I wanted, and he wanted it too. And he knew just how to get me to beg him for what I wanted. But I had to stay strong. Otherwise I would get consumed by lust and regret it later.

"We have to get going. If we don't leave in the next five minutes, we're going to be late."

"Well, then we have plenty of time, don't we?"

His gentle and playful nature was gone, replaced by the dominance and authority that always made my knees buckle.

"I've made you scream in less time, haven't I?"