Page 56 of Run From Me

His deep chuckle at my response did things to me. My body came alive in anticipation of whatever he would do to me.

I nearly came undone the second his tongue ran along my slit. The heat of his breath against my skin sent a shockwave through me. My body burned in need for more.

My brain was short circuiting. One moment I wanted to yell at him, and the next my hands wrapped in his dark thick hair as he found my clit.

He slipped a finger inside me, stroking me in rhythm with his tongue. The faster he worked me, the more I forgot why I was angry. He slipped a second finger inside and that buzzing only I could hear took over my senses. That sense of pressure I wanted to chase to release the explosion just under the surface was so close. Every lick, every flick of his tongue and stroke of his fingers, brought me closer and closer until my entire world shattered. For a few blissful moments, I didn’t give a damn what he’d done or where I was or why I was even here.

My core quivered against his fingers. I sucked in air like I’d forgotten how to breathe until now.

Seconds passed as I came back to earth and back to my bed in my shitty apartment where I had a god between my legs. He looked up at me with a different twist to his lips. No longer scary angry, if that’s what I called the before, he looked more dangerous now. Like he was the cat that just caught his mouse.

“I’ll ruin you for all other men, Calliope. Then you will know you are mine.”

SEVENTEEN

xander

I’d always beenimpulsive even when I’d thought I had my shit locked down. But the idea of her thinking she could be with anyone else? I’d fucking lost it.

I needed to get to the gym. I couldn’t keep going down this destructive path. How this a problem even though I’d spent years with my boys trying to make sure we had our heads on straight? Well, straighter than the assholes who ran the Spectors damn near into the ground.

I really had tried. I tried to be the better man. The man that a woman like Calliope deserved, and instead? She had awoken a demon inside me. One that craved only her, and I couldn’t put him away.

I didn’t want to have someone to lose. I already had too many. One more? Didn’t fucking need it. But it didn’t really matter what I wanted or needed. I was pretty sure I was too far gone to just walk out.

One more taste.

I bent my head back down to her now soaked pussy and licked her one more time. My phone beeped, and I ignored it. I was right where I shouldn’t be.

“What do you say, Sparky? If I keep you here and far too exhausted, you won’t be able to taunt me with another man. Do not test me.”

Her cheeks were flushed and her nipples were hard enough that the thin T-shirt hid nothing.

“You are fucking sexy, Calliope.”

I enjoyed the view from between her legs, watching as her breasts rose and feel with every breath.

“If that’s a threat, I’m game.” Her words were clipped as she caught her breath.

“Watch what you wish for,” I said as I slowly pulled my fingers out of her core.

My cock was so hard right now I wasn’t sure how the seam of my pants wasn’t busted. It was, however, really fucking uncomfortable.

I shifted my body and reached down to adjust myself. Something in the way her gaze grew hungry as she watched me had me nearly coming in my pants.

My phone beeped again.

“Fuck. I need to check that.”

My jacket was somewhere on the floor, and it took me a few seconds to find it. It took me another few to breathe through the pain of my cock trapped in my damn pants. Zeid had sent a text.

Zeid: Fight tonight.

Me: Who’s the sponsor?

We hadn’t called a fight, I was positive about that. Usually they were a great way to bring in money while taking out a problemor two. I’d taken out the only problem I had recently, and he was already canned dog food.

Zeid: Don’t know. A text went out too all the gangs. Anonymous.

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