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A wild look entered Halo’s eyes as he tugged at my hair again, angling my face the way he wanted it before he lowered his head and flicked his tongue along my lip.
When I parted my lips and he lifted his head a fraction, I hauled his body flush to mine. “Give me your fucking mouth.”
Halo’s lips curved as he shifted up a fraction on his knees, and then he crushed his lips down on top of mine. As he slid his tongue deep inside my mouth, my fingers trailed around the back of his sweats and then slipped underneath them to the freshly showered skin.
Warm to the touch, and still a little damp from his shower, Halo’s skin was so smooth it made me want to rub my naked body all over it. I palmed his tight ass, spread his cheeks apart, and trailed my finger up and down his hot channel, and when I pressed the pad of my finger to his entrance, I drove my tongue inside his mouth, capturing his surprise.
Halo moaned and shoved back onto my hand, clearly liking what I was doing to him, and as we made out like a couple of horny teenagers, I knew every goddamn second of this would be used later…when I was alone.
“Viper, God, you gotta…” Halo raised his head, and as he sat back on my thighs and his bare ass filled my palms, he squeezed his eyes shut. “Shit.”
“Mmm.” I rocked my hips up against his, my eyes devouring the flush on his cheeks, the lips ripe and wet from mine, and when he opened his eyes again, I shook my head. God he was beautiful. “Fuck. If I had your face, I’d be a billionaire.”
Halo freed his fingers and ran them down the back of my neck. “Is that your way of saying—”
“You’re fucking gorgeous? Yes.”
A smile tipped Halo’s perfect lips up as he smoothed his hands over my shoulders, and while I wanted him to keep going further south, I had a feeling this was as far as he was willing to go today. I wasn’t about to push him and fuck this up.
“Come on, Angel,” I said as I removed my hands from his sweats. Away from temptation. “I can’t be the first person to tell you that.”
Halo ran his hands through his hair and sighed. “You just have a…certain way with words.”
“Oh yeah?”
Halo nodded. “Yeah.”
“Well, I must be sayin’ something right. I’ve got you on my lap hard as a rock and your mouth looks like I’ve—”
Halo put a finger to my lips.
“What?” I said around the finger.
“You were about to ruin it by running your mouth.”
I flicked my tongue over the tip of his index finger, and when Halo’s hips punched forward, I reached up and wrapped my fingers around his wrist. “I think you like it when I run my mouth.”
Halo looked at the mouth under discussion, and then nodded as he scooted back off my thighs and got to his feet, tugging his arm free. “Your mouth is…”
I reached down and palmed myself, adjusting the hard-on that Halo had once again caused and had yet to satisfy. “If you stop there, Angel, I’m gonna start thinking you’re a sadistic little fucker.”
Halo laughed as he too rearranged himself. “I was just going to say that it’s rather talented when it’s not busy mouthing off.”
Despite the fact he was giving me the worst case of sexual frustration I’d ever had, I found myself laughing at the ballsy angel as he turned around and walked to—fuck me—his camcorder.
As Halo pressed a button I assumed was off, he glanced at me with a grin that was right on my side of fucking trouble. I had no idea what had made me think he was an angel when he could make me feel like I was burning up from a make-out session.
“And tonight,” Halo said, “I’m going to have a really good time remembering that. So…don’t ruin it.”
I sat there staring at his teasing grin and couldn’t help but wonder if this had been his plan all along. Either way, I wasn’t about to complain. Well, not about the video, at least. But maybe the fact he didn’t invite me to stay and watch it with him when we finished up later that day.
Thirty-One
Halo
BRIAN ARRIVED AT Killian’s at ten sharp Friday morning, his shiny black Oxfords squeaking on the marble floor. He wasn’t a large man by any means, but his position as manager of TBD meant his ego more than made up for his lack of height. He’d brought along a rep from MGA, presumably to make sure we were on the right track.
Still annoyed by their last run-in, Viper ignored Brian, as well as the rep, leaving the niceties to Killian, and I kept my distance as well, not wanting to be singled out again for “ruining the band” or whatever it was Brian thought about me.
