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"Hello, Nik. Ian and John send their regards." Bailey was all but laughing at him as Mikayla watched his eyes narrow, a muscle jumping in his jaw.
"I'm sure they did." His jaw tightened further before he turned back to Mikayla.
"Are you ready to go now?"
Mikayla glanced at the other two women. "Is our business finished for the moment?"
"For the moment," Bailey agreed as she gathered up the plates. "I'll return these tomorrow, once I've made my choices, if that's all right with you?"
"Perfectly," Mikayla agreed as she rose to her feet, followed by Nik. "I'll look forward to hearing from you."
"Thank you for meeting with us on such short notice," Kira expressed with a genuine warmth. "We'll be talking soon."
Mikayla just bet they would be, just as she was betting it wouldn't be all about dresses.
"You'll have to give me a ride," she told Nik as his hand settled at the small of her 135
back and he led her through the cafe. "I walked over with Mrs. Richards and Mrs. Vincent."
"Not a problem." His tone was clipped and rough. The sound sent a shiver of anticipation up Mikayla's spine and she had no idea why.
"Good." She smiled back at him, making certain the curve of her lips was carefree and perky. "I'm sure it will be a fun ride."
His fingers seemed to tighten at her back and she swore his whole body tensed. Sex seemed to pour off him as they stepped onto the sidewalk and moved for the small parking area at the side of the cafe.
Steering her to the back of the parking lot, he led her to the monster black pickup backed into the parking space. Moving to the passenger side, she waited until he unlocked the door of the vehicle he'd started automatically as they left the cafe. The door opened, he gripped her waist, lifted her onto the seat, then caught the back of her head and covered her lips with his own.
Instantly flames shot through her body. Her clit swelled, throbbed, her breasts felt electrified, and the breath seemed to stop in her lungs.
The kiss was a heady, heated stamp of ownership and possession. His tongue brushed over her lips, then forged past them to find her own. It stroked, licked, tasted, until Mikayla became so lost in the sensations she no longer cared where they were or why she was pissed with him to begin with.
This was what mattered. In that second, it was all that mattered. Holding him to her, loving him with every stroke of her tongue against his, every touch of his hair against her fingers as she delved into it.
The touch, the feel of him. Nothing else mattered. Nothing else could matter as she felt the flames, the hunger rising inside her.
Until his head pulled back and her eyes opened to stare into the flaming depths of the pale blue of his.
"You won't enjoy getting your way," he assured her, his voice thick and heavy with lust.
Mikayla leaned forward slowly, keeping her eyes locked with his, and touched his lips with her own softly as she said, "Bet me."
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Chapter 14
Nik couldn't explain the emotions racing through him as he maneuvered the truck back to Mikayla's home. His hands were clenched tight around the steering wheel, tension mounting as he fought the tightness in his chest, the clenching of his abdomen. There was no way to fight the engorging of his cock.
He was iron hard, throbbing painfully as he fought the need to fuck her into submission.
His sexuality had always been one of his greatest curses, but he'd never in his life lost control of it. He controlled his hungers, his desires, not the other way around. Not until he met the sweet softness of an ethereal fairy.
He glanced over at her. She sat perfectly poised, her hands clasped in her lap atop the filmy, gauzy violet skirt of the summer dress she wore.
On her delicate feet she wore at least four-inch heels, which had given her legs a long, sleek look. He could push that skirt right up her thighs, he thought, and delve into the rich sweetness of her snug pussy.
She would be tight, even around his finger. Wet. Hot. She would take him. She was already primed for him.
What the hell was she doing to him?
