Page 52 of Cruel Alpha Bully

“No, stay. Stay with me,” Gina says, wrapping her arms around my waist. I hold her against my chest, stroking her beautiful, long black hair. She cries quietly for a few minutes and then steps back, wiping her nose.

“I have another surprise,” I say softly, pushing her dark curls back from her face. She smiles.

“What are you planning now?”

“Pure deviancy,” I say with a straight face. She laughs.

“Fine,” she says. “Take me, you devil.” she holds out her hands. “I’m yours.”

Are you? Are you really?

I lead her out of the cemetery into the nearby gardens. To my relief, my pink checkered blanket is still laid out, and my basket of goodies appears unplundered. There’s even ice left in the champagne bucket that hasn’t melted.

“Bae!” Gina exclaims. “Did you do all this?”

“No, of course not. It was the goblin folk.”

“Clearly.” Gina nods, her expression very serious. “I’m sure they knew all my favorite treats and even my favorite wine, too.”

We sit down on the soft blanket, and I pour two glasses of bubbly. I tap my glass against hers.

“To you, my darling love,” I say softly.

“To us,” she answers, taking a sip and then kissing me with the sweet taste still on her tongue.

While Gina enjoys her champagne, I open the basket and get out finger sandwiches, crackers, cheese, biscuits, and a big slab of chocolate mud cake with “Happy Birthday” written on top in white chocolate.

“Bae, I can never eat all of this,” Gina says breathlessly.

I point at her with a stern expression. “You’ll just have to try! I didn’t go to all this effort for you to waste the food. I’ll hold you down and force-feed you if you dare to stop.”

She leans towards me, grinning. “That sounds hot. Will you kiss me while I’ve got a mouth full of chocolate cake?”

“Most definitely,” I whisper, pressing my lips to hers. Now I’m thinking about crushing the cake in my hands, smearing it all over her gorgeous body, and licking it off with agonizing slowness.

“Bae,” she giggles. “Do you really want to do it right here on the hilltop?”

I pause, grinning. While I was having my cake fantasy, I dropped my champagne glass and pushed her onto her back without even realizing it.

“Well?” she says.

“I’m thinking,” I answer, cocking my head.

Gina giggles. “I’m at your mercy. Do as you will.”

“Oh, you siren!” I kiss her hard, groping her as I lose control and rub my body against hers. I indulge us both for a few minutes before I disentangle and roll to the other side of the blanket.

“You stay there!” I command, pointing at her. “And I’ll stay here.” I put the picnic basket between us for emphasis.

“You started it!” she laughs.

“I did not. I was very innocently minding my own business when you threw your sexiness at me and stole my will.”

She winks at me. “That was always the plan.”

I feel that fire in me again, and I almost shove the picnic basket out of the way and jump on her. I literally cannot keep my hands off her, and now I’m wondering why I even bothered to try.

Once we’re done eating, we lay stretched out on the blanket and watch the sky.

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