...n her buttocks. Bulla gasped into his mouth as a result, feeling her stomach tighten in anticipation of her orgasm.
Kai’s hand left her backside and he pulled himself up on his knees, leaning over her upper body as his hand stilled the headboard. Bulla groaned in frustration. She should have known. Kai never let her get anywhere near release until he wanted her there. In some ways, Bulla enjoyed being dominated by him. she really wished he would allow her to show him how much she loved him, even if he didn’t feel the same.
Bulma wasn’t stupid. She knew that this meant many things to him, but not one of them was about love.
Her body was rocked with the force of his thrusts and she stopped thinking at the sight of him. It was so erotic. His dark red eyes were boring into her with more intensity than his hips. His light and dark blue hair brushed the sides of his face and his lips were parted as he panted above her. His upper body glistened slightly with a thin layer of sweat and she was mesmerized with the sight of his abdominal muscles bunching and flexing. Moving lower, she blushed at the sight of him disappearing into her below her small tuft of blue curls. Even after they’d done this so many times, she still found herself blushing. The sight was just too erotic. The sounds, too, as their body slapped together, the slightly wet noises their parts made, the sound of her thighs sliding against him, the creaks and protests of the cheap bed, the sou...