Chapter 71_ Lazybones

Once Arya entered the hotel room and saw Kane at the desk, tapping the watch on his wrist. At the sound of her footsteps and scent, Kane raised his head and frowned at her. “You’re late."

At his words, emotions snapped within Arya, and she couldn't help but retort harshly, “I’m sorry if I spent the day working my ass off while you were chilling in here like a lazybones.”

Kane cocked his brows at her and said, "Oh, is that it?"

Arya looked at him and folded her arms across her chest. “Unless I’m missing something, that's what it looks like from here.”

"If you call racking my brain to review all the drawings to create the best concept car in the world chilling, then yes — I have been chilling a lot,” Kane fired back, and to prove his point, he showed her a stack of papers with plenty of red markings and his handwriting all over them.

Arya took a deep breath, realizing she was taking whatever she was feeling out on Kane, and her amber eyes softened as she murmured, “I… I didn't know that.”

“Hey, it's fine, you know? If you have some tension to blow off, it's fine. You can yell at me for no reason. I’ll listen. For a little extra cash, I can also be hit with a pillow, or you can throw a drink in my face,” Kane joked, and Arya laughed, feeling lightheaded.

“Can’t you be serious even in the middle of a fight?” Arya asked with a small smile on her face.

“Are you kidding me? This is our first official fight since we became a couple. We should celebrate,” Kane said and went to the mini-bar as he took out a bottle of champagne.

“But—”

Before Arya could finish her sentence, she found a glass in her hand already, and Kane was making a toast. “To us and to the relationship we just made stronger.”

Arya clinked her glass with Kane’s and gulped down the contents, savoring the delicious taste on her tongue. She felt her bad mood being washed away. Arya leaned closer to him, breathing in his cologne, and said, “Alright. I might have been in a bad mood these past few days, and I might also have been a drama queen.”

“And we all love our queen,” Kane purred, giving her a warm kiss on her lips and an understanding smile.

“You know, for a grown-up frat boy, you are shockingly wise, and I’ll need to keep myself in check for the future,” Arya said, and Kane grinned at her.

“As wise as I am gorgeous?”

“Now, let's not exaggerate," Arya said teasingly, and they both laughed. “You know, now I feel terrible for lashing out at you like that. Are you mad at me?”

Kane moved closer to her, leaning in to smell her hair as he kissed her on the forehead and purred in her ear, “You are way too beautiful for me to be mad at you.”

“Oh, really?" Arya asked, feeling her heart flutter at his words.

“Of course," Kane murmured against her face and pulled her in for a long, impatient kiss as his hand trailed down her back, grabbing her ass. “Way too beautiful and perfect.”

Arya kissed him back, losing the fingers of her left hand in his hair while her right hand climbed up his thigh toward his crotch. The fabric stretched and tensed over his rock-hard erection, and she couldn't help but tease Kane, “Hey, what do you have in your pocket?”

"Nothing but a lazybone’s love," Kane answered, and Arya moved her hand up and down until her fingers found the zipper and slowly opened it. She held his length in her hands, and as she felt him, a wild and sudden excitement awakened inside her. She bit her lip and started stroking him as she whispered in his ear, “It doesn't feel lazy to me."

Kane’s eyes darkened with lust, slamming his mouth against hers and giving her a deep, thrilling kiss, full of desire and anticipation. “It's impossible to be lazy with you,” he murmured as his fingers found their way between her legs. Feeling her excitement, Kane smiled and purred, “Absolutely impossible.” His fingers pushed inside her, briefly fulfilling the rising desire that was consuming her.

“Aaah,” Arya moaned, but after a moment of relief, she wanted him even more. She started stroking Kane’s cock harder and harder as she leaned over to his ear and whispered, “You’ve got to fuck me right now or I’ll lose my mind.”

Kane chuckled and felt his body stiffen, his cock twitching in Arya's hands for a moment before he released himself onto her hands. “I knew you would be my wild girl the moment I laid eyes on you,” he breathed. Taking off her clothes and wiping his cum off her hands, he lifted her onto his desk and ripped her panties away. His pants hit the floor immediately after, and he pushed inside her with savage urgency, possessed by a burning desire. Arya bit his lip, savoring the feel of him.

“Oooooh… Yes,” Arya screamed loudly, closing her legs around his waist and gripping tightly against him.

“This feels like a perfect match,” Kane purred with a groan as he started moving inside her with powerful thrusts that shook her and the table from the ground up.

Every push was a delightful impact that rippled over Arya in a growing stream of pleasure, invading her body.

“I can't get enough of you," Kane grunted, a hiss escaping his lips as he kept pushing faster and faster, pounding her to the heavens without mercy. Arya wrapped her arms around his shoulders and let her body become an instrument of pleasure in his hands. It excited her even more that she shoved her tongue into his mouth and begged for more.

After a while of intense thrusting, Arya came undone with a loud moan, “Aaaaaah.” Kane didn't stop; he went faster and harder, more and more, and a husky moan left his lips as he finally exploded, and Arya's body contracted again in an orgasm even more intense than the first one.

“Mmmmmh.” Her heart was racing so fast that she could barely breathe. Her body was shaking, and a smile of pure carnal joy lit up her face. She leaned in to kiss Kane over and over, as if incapable of letting him go. “You know how to please me well, don't you?" Arya said, her amber eyes clouded with an aftermath mist of lust.

Kane kissed her back, stroking her hair and admiring her shimmering eyes. “You should call me lazybones more often if you would be this eager and proactive in bed, honey.” Arya giggled at that and playfully rolled her eyes at him. “By the way, have you decided what you are going to wear tomorrow?” Kane asked.

Arya raised her brows at him. “Why this sudden interest in fashion?”

“I don't care about fashion. I just like to assist in the process. But before we get right into that, let's shower first,” Kane said, carrying Arya in his arms as he walked toward the bathroom.