Page 101 of XO Karma

“You look pretty dapper yourself.” She grins, facing me and fiddling with my bow tie. She pulls me to her, and after a kiss far too quick, we head to the car.

“And you look like royalty,” I tell her, opening the passenger door, and she gasps.

“Did you dress me like a princess and I didn’t even realize it?” I shrug, shutting her inside, then round the hood and get in the driver’s seat. “You know, we also have to be doing recon tonight,” Lily reminds me as we buckle in and I pull onto the main road.

“Have you not noticed by now I’m an excellent multitasker?” I reach over and slip my hand under the slit of her dress, resting it on her thigh. Did I ensure the slit was on the left side for this exact reason? Yes, yes I did.

“This is important, Aster.” She grabs my hand, removing it, and I pout her way. “If your hands are on me, it’ll be really hard to concentrate.”

A smile spreads across my face at her admission. “It would be painful for me to go the entire night without touching you.”

“Well, good thing you’re a masochist.”

A laugh rumbles out of me. “You know me so well, baby.”

My eyes are trained on the road, but her gaze sears me. “Let’s just save the hanky-panky for later, okay?”

“Lillian.” I place a hand over my chest. “At least buy me dinner first.”

She reaches across the center console, fingertips skating my arm. “Or I could be your dinner instead.”

A gasp escapes me, and I glance her way briefly. “Are you planning to torture me the rest of the night with your dirty talk and sexy body?”

She giggles, hand falling away far too soon. “It’s called foreplay.”

“I’m not above pulling this car over and fucking you in the back seat.” I grip the steering wheel tight, my knuckles turning white as blood heads towards my dick. “So be very careful about your next words.”

“Fine.” She exhales shakily. “I will stop the torment.”

“For now,” I clarify.

“Oh, so later I can torture you?”

Biting my lower lip, I grin her way. “Only if you promise to make it hurt.”

Her eyes widen, and she squeezes her thighs together, then shifts in her seat to face out the window. Looks like I’ve won this round.

Thirty minutes later, we’re pulling up to the Westerford mansion.

Lily and I secure our masquerade masks and exit the car. The large door creaks as the security guard lets us inside. The decor is as ostentatious as before, but they’ve altered it for Halloween, and the theme is rather… spooky. The taxidermy “art” is gone, replaced by similarly styled pieces made with human skeletons. Real? Fake? Who knows. They’re comparable to the one Lily found from Frederick Vetrel and the one in the ballroom. I rest my hand on the small of Lily’s back and ask, “So, what now?”

“We should split up,” she suggests.

“What? We’re on a date.”

“A fake date. And we’ll cover more ground if we separate for a bit.”

I slide a hand in her hair, and force her eyes to meet mine. “Fake?”

She bites her lower lip. “You know what I mean.”

“Shall I locate a closet to fuck you in to solidify how not fake this date is?”

“Calm down, Grim.” A pretty smirk spreads across her lips. “We can go for milkshakes after if you want the true date feel, okay?” She winks, then kisses me on the cheek.

“How very PG.”

She cocks a brow. “Well, you did tell me to stop the dirty talk.”