A Risk Worth Taking

(A Bonkai Story)

By V. C. Turner

Bonnie stood outside the apartment door wringing her hands.

"You can do this. You can do this," she whispered to herself. The silent prayer wasn't working, but she continued to chant the phrase anyway, hoping it eventually would.

She lifted her right hand to knock and suddenly realized just how clammy her hands felt. Nervousness spread through her along with a tidal wave of emotions that she barely kept contained in her tiny frame.

Bonnie rubbed her sweaty palms on her short, black dress hoping she could wipe away the visual evidence of her nervousness, and not leave any smudges on its elegant design.

"Why isn't there a spell for this?" she asked herself before gathering up the courage to take a step forward and knock with authority.

She raised her hand again and heard the clamor from inside. Boisterous laughing on the other side of the door meant that Poker Night had already begun and she'd have to face him with an audience.

Perfect, she thought, rolling her eyes.

The testosterone party in the apartment almost made her turn around in defeat.

Almost.

Fear is just another enemy she would have to fight back as she'd done so many times before.

Before she had a chance to stop herself, she knocked, drawing back her hand as if the door had shocked her as punishment for touching it.

The sounds inside quieted – until his voice broke the silence.

"I'll get it," she heard him say as footsteps approached from the other side.

Her heart raced in her chest as her magic began to simmer in tune with the organ's frantic beat.

She swallowed hard when the door opened.

He didn't look at her immediately. His face was turned toward the poker table, but five sets of male eyes were focused on her. Most of the men sat there with their mouths hanging open as they gawked at her standing in the hallway.

Apparently, the little black dress with the plunging neckline and high heels affected them.

But Bonnie wasn't worried about his friends.

She focused her attention on Him.

"Did you guys order –" Kai started to say as he turned to toward her.

Bonnie looked at him, hoping her seductiveness hid her nervousness. She leaned against the entrance, looking him up and down and licking her lips.

Kai swallowed hard and turned toward his friends to issue his order.

"Guys: Get out!" he said flatly, then turned back to Bonnie and bit his lip.

Bonnie noticed his damp hair glistened. It dripped on the small towel wrapped around his shoulders.

He wore a white, form-fitting t-shirt with some red writing on it that she didn't bother reading. His black shorts accentuated his perfect behind as he stepped back to allow her entrance into the room.

Framed photos of landscapes adorned the walls. A big screen TV connected to a gaming system sat in the center of the living room, surrounded by a large red sectional sofa.

Bonnie sashayed inside, turned, and leaned against the poker table.

She wanted to say so many things but forgot them all as he stalked toward her, looking her up and down as if she were already naked.

He lifted her up onto the table, positioning himself between her legs as he stroked her shaking thighs.

She hated the fact that he had this affect on her. He stirred up her emotions, her magic, and her lust. She had no control and wondered if she'd ever want it when she was in his presence.

Kai licked his bottom lip before addressing her in the lewdest tone she'd ever heard from him.

"So, why did the sexy Bonnie Bennett grace my doorstep this evening?" he asked.

Cocky, she thought, but he had every reason to be. Still, she wanted him to work for it. She deserved that much.

She reached for him, grabbing the bottom of his shirt and pulling him closer. She slid a small finger up the center of his chest, and then lifted his chin so she could look him in the eye.

"I was thinking about your offer to make me dinner," she teased, brushing her finger across his bottom lip, then his top.

She felt his breath catch in his chest and a wave of satisfaction washed over her.

"Hmm," he began, still stroking her thighs, "So is that why you're dressed like dessert?"

"I'm hungry," Bonnie teased, glancing over at the kitchen with feigned indifference to his advances.

"Hungry? So hungry that someone got dressed in a hurry?" he asked, stealing glances at her mouth as if ready to kiss her at any second.

"What? Don't I look, okay?" Bonnie asked, batting her eyes slowly and leaning back a little more.

The loss of his warmth drove her crazy, but still, he needed to make an effort. All the time they'd spent battling over the years – yes, he needed to earn it, she thought.

Bonnie knew her worth. Kai needed to appreciate that.

"Oh, you look incredible, but you appear to be missing a pair of panties. That's not a complaint. It's just an observation," he noted.

Kai's hands brushed against her core, teasing her.

Bonnie forced her eyes to stay open and focused on him.

"I didn't think you'd mind," she told him.

Kai placed his warm face next to hears and whispered in her ear.

"Trust me: I don't, but I also don't think we're gonna make it to dinner," he said softly.

She pushed him back slightly so she could focus on her words again. His close proximity forced her script for seduction into the back of her mind.

"Why not? I want to see your impressive kitchen skills," she said, adding a husky tone to her voice that she'd never used on anyone before.

Kai's smile looked even sexier than normal as the emerging stubble peppered his chin.

"Bonster, I plan to impress you in every room of this apartment," he asserted.

He lowered the straps on her dress and began kissing her shoulders as she moaned in his ear.

Bonnie felt his erection through his shorts. He wanted her. She wanted him. Fighting it was futile. She only had enough willpower to tease him for a few more seconds.

"Aren't you hungry?" she asked, running her fingers through his hair.

Desire swelled inside her. Her nipples tingled as his chest pressed against hers. His manhood rubbed against her swollen nub, making them both groan.

"Me? I'm starving," Kai said.

He pulled a dining room chair toward him. The wood scraped across the floor loudly. Bonnie shuddered at both the sound and the knowledge of what he was going to do to her next.

Kai grabbed the base of Bonnie's neck, pulling her toward him. His mouth latched onto hers in a fierce, possessive kiss. His tongue delved into her mouth, finding hers and leading it into a hypnotic dance of longing.

As he kissed her, Kai began raising the bottom of Bonnie's dress up so that her bare behind lay on the cold, wooden table.

"So, um, what do you want to eat?" she asked, shaking beneath his touch.

Kai smiled with a mix of hunger and sweetness.

"You."

He dragged the top of her dress down, exposing her bare breasts. He licked his lips before drawing an erect nipple into his mouth and sucking on it. He then switched to the other breast.

Bonnie thought she'd catch fire if he continued his efforts, yet she had no intention of stopping him.

Kai caressed her skin, tugging her dress down further until he finally decided it wasn't worth the trouble, so he ripped the damned thing apart because it kept him from her.

"Lie back," he said softly. He slid the chair beneath him as Bonnie laid on the torn remnants of her dress.

Pressed against the chilly table, she shivered until Kai's hot mouth attached itself to her aching core. His relentless tongue sought refuge in her folds and flicked her clit with expert precision.

He laved at her treasure, kissing, licking and sucking on her lower lips as he produced wave after wave of pleasure shocks through her body.

Bonnie clutched the table; her newly manicured nails digging into it and leaving tiny marks. She began to writhe against his mouth to free herself from the delightful torment, but he wouldn't let her. Kai held her firmly in place even as her back began to bow off the table.

True, he was torturing her, but it was a sweet torture and she reveled in it.

Bonnie's release built up, coiled around her, and finally took over her entire being. As her orgasm crested, her magic erupted as well, knocking over pictures and putting cracks in the wood of the table on which she laid.

Still shaking from her release, Bonnie felt herself being scooped up and surrounded by the warmth of his arms.

"Bed," she said quietly.

"Couch," he requested.

Bonnie shook her head.

"Bed," she repeated.

Kai nodded, carrying her into the bedroom and laying her down in the center. Bonnie pulled off the torn fabric that used to be her dress. She slid her hands under the pillow to watch him undress he continued to watch her.

"Did you enjoy your dessert?" she asked coyly.

"Best meal I've had all day," Kai said, wiping her juices away with his hand towel.

He hovered over her, naked and hard, waiting for her to give him permission to proceed.

Bonnie gave him a soft nod before he plunged into her already wet depths. They both moaned loudly, shocked at the excruciating pleasure they created in one another. There would be no turning back after this, but neither of them wanted that anyway.

Bodies and magic connected, she dug her nails into his back as he bit her neck while sliding in and out of her.

The lights flickered. The bed shook. Their magic merged with their bodies.

It seemed like an eternity passed before they finally reached their peaks and collapsed onto the sheets.