She moans around my cock.
Fuck. Fuck. That was too much, the first light little throb is teasing right at the edge, and—and?—
She grabs my right hip, pins me to the fucking wall, and I come, helplessly and hard and deep into her throat.
I slide to the ground. A heap. Gwenna sidles up to me as I sit there, panting, and nestles her head into the crook of my shoulder.
For a minute, we just sit like that, her breath feathering over my collarbones and my heart rate slowly dropping back towards normal.
“You didn’t have to do that,” I whisper into her hair, once I can muster the words. “You didn’t have to?—”
“I know.” I can hear the smirk in her voice. “Not sure there was much stopping you, though.”
My face glows hot. “Yeah, well. Um. Sorry. I’m…not exactly known for my self-control, right? So you can’t just let me?—”
“I can too,” Gwenna interrupts.
Okay, I think. Sure. “I guess so,” I mutter. “Don’t getwhy, but…”
She just tips her head up an inch or two, presses a kiss into the corner of my jaw. “Because it was hot, is why.” She licks herlips. “And because, I don’t know. I trust you not to go too far with me.”
Fuck. No. That is not what I needed to hear. I scrub my free hand over my face. “God. Don’tsaythat.”
“Which part?” Gwenna frowns. “Actually, no. I’ll say whatever I want. It’s the truth.” She brings her lips close to my ear. “I trust you, Kai.”
I trust you. The words are slow to settle in my brain, but she keeps going.
“I mean, you didstabsomeone for me, Kai. You think I’m not going to let you come in my?—”
“Kai?”
Shit. Footsteps, the stairs—Kingston.Shit. Iflyto my feet, yank Gwenna up with me, zip my pants in half a second and barely have my belt redone when my foster brother steps into the salle.
“Over here,” Gwenna calls, waving. I bug my eyes out at her—what the fuck are you thinking—but snap to attention as King arrives.
“Hey.” He nods at me, then at Gwenna, smiling slightly. “Hi. Fancy seeing you here.”
Does he notice? No. Maybe? No. He’s just surprised she’s here, but normal surprised, not suspicious surprised, I’m 90% sure. I try not to stare too hard at his face for clues, and also try to blink myself back to full consciousness. Shit, I’m probably dehydrated now.
“Hi yourself,” Gwenna says back. “Kai was just showing me all the new weapons,” she adds. Cool and casual as all get-out. “You’ve got a nice little armory going.”
Shit. Suddenly she’s good at lyingandgiving head? Feels like a dangerous combo. But working in my favor, I guess. I take the opportunity to suck down a few more lungfuls of air.
“Nice.” Kingston nods, looks at me. “You said the grip came in for my foil?”
“Oh. Yeah. Yeah, it did.” I blink, then snap to life and motion him over. “Check it out.”
“I’ll leave you guys to it,” Gwenna says smoothly. “Thanks for the show-and-tell, Kai.”
Goddamn it. She thinks she’s so clever, giving me that little wave over Kingston’s shoulder and disappearing up the steps like that.
She is, of course. She is that clever, and cute, and sexy, andtalented, and…
“This one?” Kingston taps one of the foils in the rack, frowning.
“No, no.” I step to his side, indicating. “Over here.”
And…and I don’t know what else. I don’t know what kind of girl she is.
