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His hands come up, grabbing handfuls of my ass. He squeezes hard and I yelp at the bittersweet pain it causes, bringing me closer to my climax.
“Oh yes, please, make me come, handsome.”
He moves to my clit, sucking and circling his tongue around it, his lips encasing it as he strokes his tongue back and forth. Like a waterfall, I come, squirting into his mouth and all over him. My eyes fly to his and he smiles, his perfect teeth putting my mind at ease. I don’t know why I always feel like he will get upset at my mess, but he never does. He seems to like it.
“Damn, Angel, you tasted so fucking good,” he pants, both of us still out of breath.
Like clockwork, the elevator comes to a stop as we reach the bottom level, and the doors fly open. The valet has the car ready and waiting for us. I notice some of them smiling wide. One of them hands Kohen the keys and makes eye contact with me. I follow the line of sight he takes when looking away, and I meet the tv they are all watching. It showcases the inside of the elevator. I nudge Kohen and he looks at the tv, eyes wide.
Releasing my hand, he rushes at them. “Were you fuckers looking at my girl?”
“No, sir, we didn’t watch the whole time. We just saw some of it. It was hard to look away.”
“You’re welcome,” I say and they all turn to face me.
“Dont fucking look at her!” he shouts, and they all turn away scared. “I better not see one of you little fuckers look our way, or I swear to god, I will fuck you up.”
He follows behind me as I make my way to the car. I wait for him to open the door and slide in. Thankful for the dark tint of the Corvette, I keep my eyes trained forward as I wait for him to come in. So much for fucking in here now. He opens the door and slides in, throwing into drive and speeding off.
“It's okay, Kohen,” I say, placing my hand on his muscular thigh.
“It isn’t, Alex. They saw you.” I can almost see the anger radiating off him like steam. There are a few times now I've seen him get so angry that he looks like he'll explode, and every time it involves me.
“I’m sure they didn’t see much. You were probably in the way.”
I see his shoulders loosen up and continue to reassure him. “When I looked at the tv, it looked like the angle didn’t catch much. Just a king on his knees for his queen,” I tease, a little smirk on his lips.
“My queen, huh?”
“Yes, your queen.” I lean over the middle console and kiss his cheek. He presses his face towards me and I pepper a few more. The intimacy we have is like no other relationship I've ever had. He is so touchy feely all the time, I’m not used to it, but I love it so much. It makes me feel wanted. He takes my hand in his and brings it to his lips, but he doesn’t kiss it, he smells it.
“I love the way you smell, Angel.”
Blood rushes to my cheeks and I know they must be rosy.
“Why?” I ask, staring at him intently for a response.
“I don’t know. It just comforts me in some weird fucking way.”
I smile softly. “Well, sniff away.”
He chuckles and brings his lips to my hand once more, kissing it gently this time. “I’m going to miss you.”
That catches my attention. “Miss me? Why?”
“I have to leave for a couple weeks. I have a meet in Arkansas.”
I stare at him incredulously. “Is that why you took me on this date? Because you wanted to butter me up before you left? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” I’m fuming.
“I’m sorry, Angel, my dad sprung it on me a few days ago…”
I interrupt, “Okay, you’re avoiding my main question. Is that why you brought me out, left me your card, ate me out? Because you’re fucking leaving?”
“Well, yes but…”
“Unbelievable.” I pull my hand away from him and turn my body toward him. I’m angry, so angry I could scream. I hate that he didn’t tell me sooner, it makes all of this less special, like it was fake, or planned to appease me since he is leaving. I mean I knew the days would come where he was gone for weeks at a time, we talked about it, but what the fuck? I thought I would have some advance notice. Time I would know we were spending together before he left. I would have much rather been home with him watching movies naked under the blankets, fucking every few hours. I feel lied to.
“I don't understand why you’re mad, Angel.”
