Page 78 of Devious Knight

I’m shocked further when Kade pulls his fingers out of my pussy and holds them up to the light so I can see they’re soaked with my juices. He licks them off first, then he tilts my chin and runs his thumb over my bottom lip so I can taste my own arousal.

He trails a line of kisses down my throat then returns to my lips to kiss me. It’s a brief tender kiss that stops almost as soon as he starts but still leaves my head spinning.

“Now that we’re on the same page, I think you can accept that you still want me. And I want you.” The menace in his voice returns. “You can go home now and think about that. Until next time.”

Next time.

Dread creeps into my heart and my entire body tenses.

Keeping that potent stare on me Kade steps back so I can move out of his grasp.

I do, then I rush down the hallway as fast as my legs can carry me. His eyes are on me, but I don’t look back.

My skin is in flames and my heart is beating so fast I can hardly focus on putting one foot in front of the other, but I keep moving.

I manage to get myself outside the club where I’m bathed in the cold night air.

I hoped for clarity but Kade’s touch and his taunts stay with me, pulling me under.

I don’t have to ask if what he said is true. I can feel it all over me. That’s why I’ve been so agitated all day.

Everything he said is true. But I don’t want it to be because the truth suggests something is wrong with me.

How can I want a guy who’s stalking me, wants to ruin my future, and wants to keep me in his grasp to punish me for something I have no knowledge of?

The asshole doesn’t even want to tell me what I did to him because he wants me to go crazy trying to find out what I took from him that I can’t give back.

It’s easier to hate him and be enemies than to try to do whatever this thing is with him.

This is another mind game Kade has created to fuck with me.

Another punishment...

This one just hurts more.

Chapter Nineteen

Isabelle

I open my apartment door and a guilty-looking Mackenzie walks in.

I contemplated not letting her in when she first knocked on the door. I was so mad at her that I haven’t answered any of her calls.

I’m only calling a truce because she sent me a hundred messages, and in the last one she said she looked for me at the club and would never have left me alone.

It appears that we genuinely missed each other.

“I’m so sorry.” She clasps her hands and winces. “You have to believe me. I swear on my lucky ballet shoes that I would never intentionally leave you alone in a sex club.”

I close the door and frown at her. “You do realize that wasn’t the first time you left me in a club, so of course I thought you’d ditched me for some guy.”

“No, no. It wasn’t like that. And that other time was because we were at The Verge. I thought you’d be fine. There’s no way I would have done that last night. Although I was praying that maybe you hooked up with that other guy.” She nods with a mischievous smile. “Did you?”

“Really? You thought I’d want my first time to be with a stranger in a sex club?”

Her shoulders drop. “No. But he was hot. So I thought… maybe.”

“I didn’t. I danced with him for about two minutes. Then he got all handsy.”

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