Page 137 of Falling in Reverse

And when she’s around, that’s all I seem to be.

So maybe she’s not far off.

“Do what now?” she solicits slowly as though either she or I aren’t catching on to the moment that’s happening right now.

I’ve well caught on, but she’s going to need some work.

I’m not sure if the whole dating Levi Wallace bullshit is true, but I’ve been using it as an excuse to make myself feel better. That it’s the only reason why I want her, because fucking over the King of South Shore only gives me another notch to the shit I’ve done to that prick already.

The dude is a fucking cunt with a chip on his shoulder and the idea that he gets to sink himself deep inside the woman currently standing in front of me annoys me.

I loathe that it does anything to me.

This is how kingdoms fall and armies go to war. Women can do exactly what I’m ordering Bay to do and make us fall to our knees. She’s nothing I’ve ever encountered before and that’s what makes her more threatening to me.

Especially now that she’s Emilio Wildes's alleged daughter.

To which, I’m getting my own DNA test done while she’s on her knees sucking me off. I’m sure Emilio has had his shit done, but I need mine just to make this all real. That I’m not going over a woman who might be the downfall to everything Cairo, Reeve, and I have created.

I can fuck her all I want, sure.

Apart from her being beautiful, it doesn’t solve my problem. If she gets it in her head that she can take The Landings, everything my boys and I have worked for is about to take a shit.

And I can’t have that happen.

“Did you need me to teach you?” I prod. “Because that’s actually better for me. I can teach you how I like it.”

“Can you?” Her pupils flare, and I can’t read her.

Never seem to be able to.

“Whatever you want, baby.”

“Why would I do that?” Her eyes fall to my chest as if she’s reluctant or withdrawn from the idea. “I’m not into power plays.”

“That’s a misconception,” I counter. “Where’s my power while, yes, I’d love for you to suck me off and swallow me whole, but you’re the one that could make me get into my feelings. Besides…I thought that was your gameplay. Make me fall madly in love with you so I’d off Emilio.”

“That’s changed.” Those warm blues stroll back to mine. “He’s threatening every inch of my family.”

I’m not entirely sure about all that. It’s not surprising, however. The only good thing she has right now is Wallace. And, really, that dickhead has gotten pretty close to purging the world of Emilio.

“It’s his only power play,” I convey. “He’s not going to touch them.”

“Then maybe you should tell him that’s a play to get yourself shot.”

“I’ve noticed.” I lean forward but fall short of her lips. Those things I don’t trust on mine. That lush mouth may just suck the soul out of me. “Why don’t you send me away with a parting gift the next time I run into you? I’ll repay the favor.”

“What makes you think we’re going to keep fucking around with each other?”

“Because we both like it. And we’re both here.”

She slowly rocks her head back and forth but doesn’t utter a word. And when I think she’s going to make a move to leave me alone with a rock-hard cock, she slides down the wall and haunches onto her knees.

The button of my jeans is made quick work of before she’s yanking down at the fabric, getting them halfway down my ass before sliding her small fingers into my boxers and brushing my cock.

My palm falls to the wall, looking down as she removes my length, and goes right in for the kill.

No more words.

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