Page 38 of His Daggered Heart
“Yes,” I lie. Why do I lie?
Fuck. I’m so stupid. I guess old habits die hard.
Kohen
Something is wrong. I can feel it, she should know better than that by now. I have a sixth sense about her, our souls tangled up in each other.
We come to a small seating area and Cora sits, Levi joining her on the loveseat. “We’re going to the restroom,” I tell them, and Alex looks at me, her eyes pulled from the stairway. I glance over to the place she was fixated on but there’s no one there.
The restroom has a line, so I head for the stairs. Alex pulls back. “I don’t want to go upstairs.”
I pull back, perplexed. “Why?” I say, acting confused. I know X is living here and I’m sure she saw him. Why is she afraid to tell me, though?
“Nothing, let’s just go.”
I pull her to my side, wrapping my arm around her waist. I love the soft flesh there and I give it a little squeeze. My girl is in her signature black mini dress with heels as high as her attitude is big. Her eyes meet mine and I lean down to kiss her soft ruby lips.
“I love you,” she says, as if reminding me.
“I love you, angel,” I say it like it’s a fact because it is. There is no option when it comes to loving her.
I look down at the crowd, catching sight of Levi. He lifts his chin and I nod once in response. The little bromance we have is legit- we work out and train together, and the competition creates a better athlete for us both. So our communication is on point and he is a good dude. It helps that not only does he treat Alex well, but he treats Cora like a goddamn queen. I can definitely tell now that he was never interested in Alex that way, his care for her is blatantly different than the way he hovers over Cora like she’s breakable.
We find the door to the restroom. I know where it is because, once upon a time, I lived here. But that’s another story for another day. I don’t want Alex to know about that side of me, not yet.
I open the door and hold it for her as she struts her sexy ass inside. I close it, twisting the lock behind me. She leans back on the sink, spreading her legs. “Nah ah, angel, you will not distract me with that temptation between your legs.”
She feigns innocence. “Whatever are you talking about?” She scoots back, her plump ass now sitting pretty as a peach on the counter in the reflection of the mirror. She spreads them wider, and she isn’t wearing panties. Fuck.
“Goddamn, angel. It looks so pretty.”
“Come taste it.” Lust-filled eyes stare at me, lips parted as her chest heaves. She’s insatiable.
“Oh, you want my tongue inside of you? You want your juices on my face as we pass every woman in here, so they smell you all over me?”
“Yes,” the word leaves her in a breathy little moan.
“Yes, ma’am,” I say, kneeling to taste her. “But don’t think this is getting you out of the conversation we came in here to have.”
She looks like a deer caught in headlights. I wink at her.Little troublemaker.Then I begin to feast.
She throws her head back, biting her lip as she tries to suppress her moans. Circling her bud, with my tongue and gently sucking it into my mouth, I move slowly to punish my bad little Angel.
She grinds her pussy onto my tongue, wanting more, more force, more pleasure but I pull back and look up to her. “Kohen, please.”
She knows what I like to hear. “Please what, angel?”
“Fuck me.”
“Have you been a good girl?”
“No,” she admits, her thick lashes fluttering closed.
“Oh, you haven’t? What did you do?”
“I said I was okay when I wasn’t.”
“Mmm,’ I nod as if she’s in trouble, moving off my knees while I unbuckle my belt, and unzip my jeans. “You lied then?” I grab my cock and pull it out, and she licks her lips.