CHAPTER FIVE: I'M NOT GENTLE

Lila was lounging on her bed, still wrapped in her robe, when her phone buzzed with a video call from Sophie. Her face lit up as she picked up the phone.

"Girl!” Sophie squealed, eyes wide. “You're glowing! Look at you! That massage was such a good idea, wasn’t it? Tell me you got the release of your life!”

Lila laughed, cheeks heating instantly as she adjusted the phone. “Sophie, please…”

“No, no, don’t ‘Sophie please’ me. You look like someone finally worked all that built-up tension out of you. So? Was it worth every penny?”

Lila bit her lip, memories of Kai’s hands, the ice cube, and his hot mouth flashing through her mind. “Yeah… it really helped. I feel so much lighter now. Thank you so much for booking it. You’re the best.”

“Anything for my girl,” Sophie grinned. “So? Male or female attendant? Don’t lie to me.”

Lila’s heart skipped. The image of Kai between her spread thighs made her press her legs together. “Female,” she lied smoothly. “It was really professional.”

Sophie hummed, a little disappointed. “Too bad. I was hoping for some hot hands on you. Anyway, the only stress you’ve got left now is that sexual tension, babe. You need to know what it feels like to get your pussy properly stretched by a thick, long dick.”

Lila groaned, covering her face with one hand. “Ah… Soph!”

“I’m serious! I’m bringing some of my guy friends to the club for your birthday. You’re picking one and getting laid that night. Or I’ll even get you a gigolo if you want. But you are getting fucked, Lila. I’m not letting you spend another birthday horny and untouched.”

Lila laughed softly, playing it off even as heat curled low in her belly at the thought of Kai. “I don’t really see the big deal. I’m handling myself just fine.”

“Handling yourself?” Sophie teased, raising an eyebrow. “You need to let go of all those fanfictions you stay buried in and find a real man who can actually fuck you senseless. Experience the real thing for once.”

Lila smiled secretly, her voice light. “They could become real, you never know.”

"Yeah, yeah." Sophie scoffed, "Goodnight, babes. I’m about to go suck my boyfriend’s balls. Talk later!"

The line clicked dead, and Lila dropped her phone on the bed, heart racing.

She laid in the dark, unable to sleep, her body remembering everything too clearly.

The way Kai had dragged her to the edge of the table. The shocking cold of the ice cube against her overheated flesh. His thick fingers stretching her. The hot, relentless swipe of his tongue on her clit.

She whimpered softly, one hand drifting between her thighs before she forced herself to stop. Not yet. She would save the excitement for him later.

Instead, she grabbed her phone and opened her socials. She scrolled through new edits of Kai —sweaty stage shots, the way his shirt clung to his body dancing, that intense stare.

She liked a few, then went over to the comments under her latest fanfic post. Fans were going wild.

“Kai is so wild in this chapter omg I bet he’s a beast in bed 😩”

“Someone please give me one night with him, I’d let him ruin me”

“The way he eats her out… he’s definitely that freaky irl”

Lila smirked, a secret thrill running through her. She typed a quick comment: “Trust me… he’s even better in real life than you can imagine 🔥”

She locked her phone and exhaled shakily, thighs pressing together again.

The next afternoon, after classes, Lila found herself inside a lingerie boutique. She browsed slowly, fingers trailing over delicate lace and sheer fabrics.

Her cheeks flushed the entire time at the thought of Kai's reaction mixed with subtle doubt. What if he changes his mind and backs out? What if we get busted? Or he cancels?Her mind spiralled, still she couldn’t stop.

She picked out a stunning red lace set: a bra that would barely contain her breasts, a matching thong that left almost nothing to the imagination, and a sheer robe to go with it. Sinful. Perfect.

She paid quickly, heart fluttering the entire way home.

By evening, Lila stood in front of her mirror, checking the time every few minutes. 8:30 PM. She was restless with excitement and nervousness.

She slipped into the red lace lingerie first, the fabric cool and luxurious against her skin. Then she put on a sexy but elegant dress that hugged her curves beautifully.

She did her hair nicely, applied light but flattering makeup, and finished with a long coat to cover everything up. Shades and a scarf completed the private look.

She kept glancing at the clock, anticipation building in her chest. At exactly 8:55 PM, her phone buzzed. The driver had arrived.

Lila took one last deep breath, butterflies exploding in her stomach, and headed out.

This was really happening.

****

The private car glided through the secure gates of Eclipse Tower, a masterpiece of glass and steel that rose high above the city skyline.

The driveway was lined with perfectly manicured gardens and soft glowing lights. A sleek fountain bubbled gently in the center courtyard, its water catching the moonlight like liquid diamonds.

The entire estate screamed quiet, exclusive wealth with heavy security, and absolute privacy.

Lila’s heart pounded as the driver pulled up to the entrance and escorted her into the private elevator leading into penthouse.

Even though the estate was heavily guarded, she kept her scarf wrapped high and her shades on, paranoid about any stray eyes.

As the doors slid opened, she stepped into pure luxury.

The penthouse was dimly lit with warm, ambient lighting, and soft, sensual R&B playing low from hidden speakers.

Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a dizzying view of the glittering city far below and modern art, sleek furniture, filled the massive open space.

The air smelled faintly of sandalwood and Kai’s cologne.

Lila’s heart was pounding so hard she could hear it. She slipped off her heels by the entrance and slid into a pair of soft black indoor slides waiting neatly by the door.

She stood there for a moment, scanning the opulent space, nerves twisting in her stomach.

Then she heard footsteps.

Kai descended the floating staircase, one hand loosely holding a glass of whiskey. A black button-down shirt hung loosely on his frame, the top few buttons undone, revealing the hard lines of his chest. Grey pants hung low on his hips.

His long curly hair was messy and damp from a recent shower. He was dangerously tempting.

His dark blue eyes locked onto her immediately, slowly scanning down her body. "You came,” he said, voice low and rough.

Lila swallowed, trying to keep her voice steady. “I said I would.”

Kai reached the bottom of the stairs and walked toward her, stopping just a few feet away.

"Take off the coat,” he murmured, eyes dropping to her coat.

Lila’s fingers trembled slightly as she unbuttoned it and let it fall from her shoulders, revealing the sexy dress that clung to curves.

Kai’s dark blue eyes darkened further as he took her in. “You chose a dangerous dress tonight,” he said, voice low. "It's hot."

Lila felt heat rush through her entire body. Did the fucking Kai Lennox just give her a compliment?

“You look… really good too,” she managed, eyes tracing the open shirt and the hard lines of his torso.

Kai took a slow step closer, towering over, eyes pinning her down.her. “You’re nervous,” he observed.

"A little,” she admitted, voice breathless. “This still feels unreal.”

Kai lifted the glass to his lips, took a sip, then lowered it again, watching her intently.

“Care for a drink?” he asked, voice husky and teasing. “Or do you want to be taken clearheaded?”

Lila’s throat felt dry. She met his eyes. “I’ll have a drink.”

Lila felt her throat go dry as she met his eyes. “Uhm..I’ll love a drink.”

Kai’s lips curved into a small, dangerous smirk. He stepped even closer, voice dropping lower.

“From the glass…” he murmured, “or from my lips? Choose carefully.”

Lila’s pulse thundered. She held his gaze, voice barely above a whisper. "Your lips would taste better.”

Kai’s eyes flared with heat. He held her gaze for a long moment, his smirk deepening as he studied her flushed face.

“You were very bold in my office yesterday,” he purred, voice low and rough, “rubbing your foot against my cock like you couldn’t wait.”

Lila blushed deeply but held his gaze. “I wasn’t lying. I still want you.”

Kai’s thumb brushed slowly over her lower lip. “Last chance to leave, Lila." His voice became a dark warning. "Once I touch you again, I won’t be entirely gentle.”

Lila looked straight into his eyes, heart pounding, need burning through her.

“I don’t want you to be,” she whispered.

Kai’s control finally snapped. He took a large, slow gulp from his glass, set it down, then cupped the back of her neck and crashed his mouth onto hers.