Page 60 of Smoke and Mirrors

“Tried to stay away from you for so long, Lily,” he says, blowing softly and sending a whole new sensation through me. My body is on fire, and Kace is in total control of the flames. I thought I’d felt passion before, figured I knew what it was. But with the electricity buzzing and crackling between us, I know now that it was nothing. His touch, his voice, the way he holds himself, the power, there is no escaping the feelings I have building for him.

He may be dangerous.

But that’s what makes it so fucking good.

“Don’t stay away anymore,” I tell him breathlessly.

He chuckles, pulling my clit into his mouth and sucking, raising my pleasure higher and higher, releasing it just before I reach the peak. “No way in hell, baby.”

I feel a thick finger slip inside me, and I press down, wanting more, needing more. His other hand reaches up, his fingers tweaking my nipple as his tongue lashes my clit relentlessly. The burn begins to fill me, my body tingling in anticipation as I climb higher and higher. His finger begins to pump inside me. My eyes close and my back arches, pressing my pussy against his mouth as my body begins to shudder with its impending release.

“Kace!” I scream as it hits me, my body dropping back to the bed.

I fight to find my breath as my pussy continues to clench tightly around his finger like the aftershocks of an earthquake. His lips move to my thigh, leaving soft, gentle kisses as though he’s trying to calm my body from the shock I just experienced. My heart is thumping so hard I can hear it in my ears while the blood pumps furiously through me.

“Could get used to you screaming my name,” he murmurs as he makes his way up my body, his mouth never leaving my skin. He nuzzles his face into my neck, the front of his pants pressing against my sensitive clit sending a jolt through me. He chuckles as I wrap my legs and arms around him and hold him in place.

“You gonna take them off?” I ask, my fingers floating down his back and tugging at his jeans.

He pulls back, a serious look on his face. “Lily, once I get inside you, I’m gonna take my time. Been waiting all my fucking life for you.”

His words are so intense, they hit hard. All I can do is nod.

“Need to get the both of us some food, some energy,” he says, brushing away a stray hair from my face. “Then, you can have everything you want and more.”

He drops a soft kiss on my lips and pushes off the bed, and I instinctually move to cover my body.

“Don’t,” he snaps, frowning down at me.

I freeze.

His eyes sweep over me one last time before he groans and grips his cock through his pants. “Gonna take that cold shower now.”

Chapter Eighteen

LILY

Kace and I finally head out for food. There’s a small store just down the road, so we walk there and grab a bag full of snacks and bottles of water. Just as we are about to cross the street back to the motel, Kace grabs my hand in his, jolting me back. I turn and look at him with my eyebrow raised, but he’s frozen, his hand gripping tightly to our bag of food, and his eyes steeled on the motel building across the street.

“We need to get to the car,” his voice calm and smooth.

I turn back, squinting my eyes in an attempt to figure out why he’s so tense all of a sudden.

Then, I see them.

They’re dressed in casual clothing, but the way they move is with stealth and precision.

Kace starts to move up the street, pulling me in beside him and wrapping his arm around my waist. I try to focus on the path in front of me, but my eyes continue to flick back to the building where one figure casually leans against the wall outside our room while the other hoists himself up onto the roof, moving swiftly like a cat.

Our car is parked next to the main office of the building, the back end is in sight of the room, but the front is covered by a small overlay of the building.

Kace prompts me to cross the road, his feet moving a little faster as we head back down the street, using the building as cover. He unlocks the car, pulling the handle softly so that it barely clicks when he pulls it open.

“The rest of them are here… somewhere,” he whispers, handing me the bag. “Put on your seat belt.”

I slowly climb in, my hands shaking. I cringe as the plastic bag rustles when I place it at my feet.

Kace takes a deep breath as though preparing himself before he propels his body forward, racing around the car and diving inside the driver’s side. I slam my door closed as he starts the engine, throwing it into reverse, the tires spinning.

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