Zara’s POV

The bottle slowed down and stopped dead on Kai again. My stomach dropped even as my nipples still tingled from his mouth.

 “No fucking way it landed on you twice in a row,” I muttered, my voice coming out shaky. 

I tried to pull my tank top back up over my bare tits but Kai grabbed my wrists and pinned them to my sides.

“Rules are rules, Zara. Get your ass over here.” He sat back on the couch and patted his lap like it was the most normal thing in the world. 

His boxers were already tented hard, the thick outline of his cock pressing against the...