CHAPTER THREE: MAGIC FINGERS

Kai gently opened her legs wider, eyes scanning her flushed soaked pussy.

He picked up a small ice cube from the side bowl. Lila's breath hitched as the freezing cube touched her belly button and trailed down to her soaked, arching core.

He rubbed it slowly over her clit and slick folds, tracing every inch of her entrance with deliberate care, the sharp cold making her moan loudly while melted water mixed with her dripping arousal.

He circled her entrance teasingly before moving upward, stroking the ice along her swollen clit in slow, maddening loops.

Lila’s toes curled tightly. Soft, needy whimpers escaped her lips as the intense contrast of cold and heat made her thighs tremble. “Fuck… Kai…”

Kai set the ice aside, using his fingers now. Two thick digits stroked through her dripping juices, spreading her wetness all over her pussy in slow, sensual glides.

He circled her clit with the pads of his fingers — up and down, around and around — applying light pressure that made her hips lift off the table in search of more.

Lila moaned louder, her body aching with need. Her hands fisted the edges of the table as he continued the torturously slow strokes, letting her wetness coat his fingers completely.

Then he slid one finger inside her. She was incredibly tight and warm. Lila felt a brief sting of discomfort, a slight ache as her walls stretched around the intrusion, but it quickly melted into deep, throbbing pleasure as he pushed deeper.

He added a second finger, moving them gently at first — slow, careful thrusts in and out while his thumb returned to circle her clit with steady pressure.

Pleasure built rapidly and Lila’s moans grew breathier, her hips rocking to meet his hand.

Kai’s other hand moved up to her breast, kneading the soft flesh, rolling and pinching her nipple between his fingers. He picked up another small piece of ice and rubbed it gently over the stiff peak.

The cold made her cry out, back arching sharply as fresh wetness gushed around his thrusting fingers.

Kai’s breathing roughened. His long curls plastered across his damp face despite the chill air as he watched her intently, jaw tight with restraint.

His cock strained painfully against his pants, twitching visibly with every moan she made, every clench of her walls around his fingers.

He wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside her right then, but he held back, focusing entirely on her pleasure.

Lila felt the tension coiling tighter in her belly, her thighs starting to shake. Her moans came faster, higher. She was right there—

Kai suddenly slowed his fingers and pulled them almost completely out, leaving her empty and throbbing.

Lila’s eyes flew open. She looked at him from the corner of her eyes, dazed and desperate, lips parting to protest.

“I was almost there…” she whimpered.

“I know,” he murmured, voice low and rough with his own barely contained desire. A teasing smirk ghosted his lips.

Before she could beg, he brought his wet fingers to her mouth, slipping them past her parted lips. Lila sucked on them instinctively, tasting herself on his skin.

His bulge twitched visibly again as she sucked him clean. Kai pulled his fingers free and gave her pussy a gentle, wet slap, the lewd sound echoing in the room, making her jolt and moan.

He immediately returned to her clit, rubbing slow circles — front to back, then around again — while his other hand continued fondling and pinching her breasts.

The pleasure built even higher this time. Lila’s hips bucked wildly, moans turning into broken cries.

Kai finally lowered his head between her spread thighs. First, he gripped her hips firmly and dragged her smoothly down to the very edge of the massage table, her ass nearly hanging off.

Then he pulled a low stool closer with his foot and dropped into it in front of her, positioning himself perfectly.

He hooked his hands under her thighs and flexed her legs up and back, spreading her wide open and completely exposed to him.

His curls brushed against her inner thighs as he leaned in. His hot mouth replaced his fingers — tongue dragging slowly through her dripping folds, savoring every drop, before focusing on her swollen clit with firm, hungry licks followed by gentle suction.

At the same time, he pushed two fingers back inside her, thrusting faster now while his tongue worked her clit relentlessly.

Lila’s hands flew to his hair, gripping his curls tightly. Her entire body tensed, the coil in her belly snapping hard.

“Kai— oh god, Kai—!”

The orgasm crashed over her like a wave. Her walls clenched rhythmically around his fingers as she came with a loud, broken cry, thighs trembling violently around his head.

Wet sounds filled the room as he kept licking and fingering her through every pulse, drawing out the pleasure until she was shaking and gasping, completely spent.

Kai finally lifted his head, lips and chin glistening with her release. He rose slowly to his full height, his dark eyes burning with intense hunger as he looked at her flushed, boneless body trembling on the edge of the table.

“Session’s over,” he said, voice flat and cold. “Wash up and get dressed.”

Lila tried to push herself up, but her legs shook violently. A soft, embarrassed sound escaped her. “I… I can’t really stand right now.”

Kai’s dark eyes dragged over her naked body, the obvious wetness between her thighs. His jaw tightened for a brief second.

“You were warned beforehand,” he muttered dryly.

Without another glance, he turned and walked out, the door clicking shut behind him.

Lila sat in silence, heart hammering. 'Holy shit! Kai Lennox just… ' She pressed the towel between her legs, still pulsing as guilt crashed into her.

The famous Kai?? The man she wrote endless filthy scenes about just made her cum harder than she ever thought possible and even acting like nothing happened?

Millions of his fans could only ever dream about it.

She slid off the table, legs shaky and slipped into the attached private bathroom. Turning on the cool water, she washed away the oil and wetness on her skin.

Every touch of cloth between her legs made her flinch still sensitive and throbbing. She replayed the feeling of his tongue..the ice. 'This is crazy... Can't believe this is real.'

She finally stepped out of the treatment room, trying to walk normally. The receptionist smiled politely.

“How was your session, Miss Voss?”

"Good." Lila cleared her throat. “It was… really good.” She hesitated. “What happened with Elena? Is she okay?”

The receptionist didn’t miss a beat. “There was an emergency she had to sort out. Standard procedure. Here’s the feedback form. Take your time.”

Lila filled it out quickly, still glancing around the hallway, half-hoping, half-dreading to see him again. She wanted to inquire about him but didn't. It seemed pretty normal seeing a famous artist here. She handed the tablet back.

“Ms. Voss,” the receptionist said, dropping the telephone, “the CEO would like a word with you before you leave.”

Lila blinked. “The CEO? I thought this place was—”

“Please follow me.” An assistant smiled and led her down a quiet hallway. She opened a heavy door. “Go in please.” Then she stepped back and closed the door softly behind Lila.

The office was minimalist and intimidating—floor-to-ceiling windows, dark furniture, low lighting. The man behind the desk turned around.

Kai Lennox.

He had changed into a fresh black button-up, sleeves rolled up revealing his tattoos, his long curly hair tied into a low bun.

He looked every inch an untouchable CEO, cold, powerful, nothing like the man who made her tremble minutes ago.

Lila froze in the doorway. “You’re… the CEO?” she blurted. “You own Silver Sanctuary?”