CHAPTER TWO : I DON'T WANT TO WALK OUT PROPERLY

Lila pushed herself up on her elbows, heart slamming against her ribs. The sheet slipped down as she turned, pooling around her waist.

There he was.

Kai Lennox stood beside the bed, long curly black hair falling in layered mullet waves framing his sharp, breath-taking face. His fitted black shirt clung to the hard lines of his biceps and the contours of his abs, the fabric slightly damp from the chill air.

He looked even more magnetic in person than in any edit or concert clip she had watched a thousand times.

His grey eyes locked onto hers, shocked for a split second, then darkening with something hotter.

“Kai… Kai Lennox?” she blurted, voice shaky with disbelief. "Wh-What are you doing here?"

Kai’s eyes flicked down briefly to her exposed breasts, nipples hard in the cool air before returning to her flushed face. His expression stayed calm, almost professional, though something darker lingered beneath.

Lila gasped and clutched the sheet to her chest, her eyes still glued on him. She couldn’t look away. He was even more devastatingly unreal up close, taller than she imagined, presence filling the entire room.

"The time is ticking." he whispered, voice deep. "Do you want to continue your session... or would you like to end it?"

Lila's lips parted but no words came, her mind spinning in a chaotic whirl. 'This is insane. I'm lying here completely naked getting a massage from Kai!?? The Kai Lennox!?'

Same man she fantasize about in her fanfics even though she knew she shouldn't have. 'How's this even possible? Where's Elena?'

This isnt right... If she says no, her dream ends but her body still tingled from his earlier touches. She didn't want this to end. Not yet.

Shame and forbidden excitement twisted tight in her stomach, as she drank every inch of him in.

“Enjoying the view?” Kai teased softly, voice exactly like the one that haunted her dreams.

Her cheeks burned hotter. She tore her eyes away for a second, then forced out, “I… I want to continue.”

“Then lie back down for me.”

She obeyed, heart racing, clutching the sheet tightly over her chest as she settled face-up.

Kai adjusted the sheet carefully, folding it from her chest down to just below her hips, leaving her shoulders, neck, arms, and legs exposed.

He poured fresh warm oil over her thighs and began massaging with clear intention — slow, deliberate strokes gliding up and down the length of her legs, thumbs pressing firmly into the muscles but brushing teasingly close to the edge of the sheet.

Lila bit her lip hard as his fingers grazed her sensitive inner skin. A soft whimper escaped her.

He continued lower, massaging her feet with strong pressure, thumbs digging into her arches before lightly teasing her soles. She squirmed, a breathy moan slipping free.

His fingers traveled upward again, gliding over her waist, then higher to her neck, temples, and collarbone. Every stroke was sensual, lingering just enough to make her ache.

Lila turned her head sideways, biting harder on her lip, fighting the growing sounds. Soft moans kept escaping anyway as warmth pooled heavily between her thighs.

He was touching her like he knew how much she'd craved him. His hands never rushed. He worked her body thoroughly, making her hips shift restlessly under the thin sheet, her fingers clutching the fabric like an anchor.

The scent of him, the heat of his body so close, the way his long curls fell forward as he leaned in, it was overwhelming.

Forbidden tension thickened the air. Her idol, the untouchable star, had his hands all over her naked skin, deliberately teasing her. She couldn't imagine how much she'd be cancelled if his fans knew of this.

After long, torturous minutes, Kai finally pulled his hands away. “We’re done with the standard session,” he said quietly, stepping back as if to go wash his hands.

Lila sat up suddenly, the sheet slipping to expose her breasts again. This time she didn’t rush to cover them, eyes glassy with need.

“Can we go another round?” she asked, voice trembling but determined. “I’m... I'm not satisfied.”

Kai turned back, gaze darkening as he took in her flushed skin and bare chest rising with quick breaths, the way she was offering herself without fully saying the words.

“That would be an extra service.” He swallowed, voice low.

Lila glanced at the wall clock. There was still time left in her booking. “My session isn’t over yet,” she said softly. “I would like to complete it.”

Kai studied her for a moment. “I would get Elena back in to finish.”

“No,” Lila blurted, then rasped, “I want you...”

She gestured slowly toward her lower body, cheeks burning as she laid back down. “I still have… stress here. And here.”

Kai’s eyes followed her hands. A slow, knowing smirk tugged at his lips as he stepped closer. She was driving him insane and he was barely holding back.

"Lila..." He rolled her name in a way that made her stomach flip, almost possessive as he pulled the sheet lower fully exposing her upper body.

He poured warm oil directly over her breast, the slick liquid trailing over her nipples down to her belly button making her pussy ache even more.

His large hands began massaging her shoulders and upper chest first, then moved lower, cupping and stroking her breasts with slow, seductive circles.

His thumbs brushed over her sensitive nipples, rolling them gently. Lila shut her eyes tightly, fighting the urge to moan loudly, but soft, needy sounds still escaped her parted lips.

She was dripping wet, hips aching to lift off the table. He deliberately avoided going lower, teasing her, building her desire until the air felt thick with forbidden tension.

While his hands worked her waistline in firm, sensual strokes, Lila couldn’t hold back anymore.

“I want you to relieve my stress… down there,” she whispered, voice husky with need.

Kai paused, eyes locking on hers. “This kind of stress can only be relieved by your partner.”

Lila swallowed. “I don’t have one."

His eyes narrowed, body language shifting. His grip on her thigh grew firmer. From her angle, she could see the clear outline of his bulge straining against his pants.

His long curls fell forward as he leaned closer, and she noticed the change in his breath, the way his Adam apple bopped multiple times. He was affected too.

“When was the last time you had sex?” he asked, voice lower.

Lila’s face burned. “I’ve never… had any before. Never had an orgasm either.”

Surprise flashed across Kai’s face. His hand tightened again on her thigh, his cock twitching visibly against the fabric.

He stayed quiet for a moment, then continued massaging her thighs with slow strokes, as if processing her words.

Lila’s voice turned softer, more seductive, even as her heart raced. “Can you to give me my first orgasm, Kai?"

He paused, eyes locking onto hers with visible surprise. “Do you really know what you’re asking?”

“Yes,” she whispered, clear-headed and aching. “I’m sure.”

Kai’s expression darkened with heat. He knew how much dirty things she could do. "If I do this… you won't be able to walk out of here properly afterward.”

Lila met his gaze, the forbidden desire thick in the air. “I don’t want to walk out properly.”

She took the towel off completely, legs parting slightly. “Please, Kai…”

That broke his restraint.