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“Kiss me,” she says.
I do better. I devour her.
My mouth takes all of her mouth in mine—kissing all of her. My tongue deepens the kiss instantly needing to taste her. I only just had her a few hours ago,
but already that was too long ago.
I need this woman in my bed for nights on end to have a chance of extinguishing my desire for her. But it seems she’s going to want to argue every time I want to fuck her, rather than just fuck. And if it makes me this excited to argue with her before I fuck her, it will be worth it.
But what if I can’t convince her in the future?
What if this is it? Her hatred for me will most likely intensify if I have to betray her or make her look like a fool during the game.
So I’m going to engrain this moment in my head in case it’s the last time. I’m used to living that way. In my life, there is no guarantee I will wake up tomorrow. No guarantee I won’t have a bullet in my head and end up six feet under.
But with Kai, it’s different. I’ve never felt anything in my life so intense, yet also pleasurable. There has never been a woman like her, and after I become Black again, there will never be one after. I will return to fucking nameless woman I sleep with once, then never see again.
“Why are you such a good fucking kisser?” she asks between kisses.
I give her an evil, seductive look.
She laughs and then angers. “Oh…that was stupid.”
“No question is stupid.”
“Mine was. It’s because you have countless women in your bed every night.”
I should comfort her. I know I should, but I like seeing the jealous side. I haven’t been with a woman since Kai came back into my life. But I’m not sure I want her to know the whole truth.
I trail my kisses down her neck. She tilts her head to allow me better access. “But you’re the only one in my bed,” I say.
I kiss her again, and we both shiver. I love touching her icy skin. It twists with my warm and makes me crazy; seeking the feeling I only get when I touch her.
“Let’s go get in that bed now,” she says; her voice heavy, her eyelids hooded.
“No.”
Her lips drop into a frown. “What? I thought—”
“I need you here first.” I need her in every part of my house. I need to mark her and make her realize how much she’s mine.
She’s only ever been mine.
That thought drives me wild. I know her first wasn’t as it should have been. I know her head is fucked up from what Jarod did to her. But I love that she’s only ever had me.
I’m the only one who can touch her.
Kiss her.
Fuck her.
I’ve never cared before, but there is something very caveman about wanting a woman to only be yours.
“But Langston and Zeke could walk in. Westcott could—”
I kiss her, trying to shut her up.
“You insufferable man. We are not fucking here.”
