Page 9 of Just Married

“J-just a minute,” Peyton stutters on a moan. If my mouth wasn’t otherwise occupied, I would laugh at how obvious she sounds. There is no doubt in my mind that whoever is on the other side of that door knows exactly what’s happening inhere.

Peyton throws her head back with a loud moan as her orgasm rocks through her body. Her pussy quakes around my fingers with every flick of my tongue. I slow my movements, bringing her down from her peak as she tries to catch her breath. Slipping my fingers from her pussy, I meet her eyes and lick them clean. Desire flares in her eyes once again and I smile at herknowingly.

Rising to my feet, I lift her face to mine and kiss her lightly on her lips. I fix her dress as she stands there in a daze. I see a million questions flitting through her mind and I’m not sure she’s ready for the answers yet, so I decide it’s time to make my exit. I press a kiss to her forehead and turn toleave.

“Kingston?” Confusion mars her voice and I hate that I’m leaving her like this, but it’s for the best. The conversation we need to have can’t happen in arestroom.

I unlock the door and am not surprised to see Tammy on the other side. Her eyebrows practically become part of her hairline when she sees me, but I walk straight past her, not giving her a chance to question me. Poor Peyton won’t be able to avoid her soeasily.

Chapter Four

Peyton

“What the hellwas that all about?” Tammy asks startling me out of my shockedstupor.

I blink at her trying to clear the fog from my mind. I can’t believe that just happened. Iletthat happen. Iwantedit to happen. It’s like once his lips touched mine, I lost complete control of my rationalbrain.

Tammy snaps her fingers in front of my face. “Earth toPeyton.”

“Sorry, what did yousay?”

“Pey, I’m worried about you. You’ve been weird all day and now I find you locked in a bathroom with Kingston. The same Kingston that’s treated you like crap since the day you methim.”

I sigh, not really knowing what to say. Obviously, the truth is out of the question. I can only imagine. ‘I had a drunken one-night stand with Kingston. Oh yeah, and we got married.’That would be about the time her head would explode. I hate lying to Tammy, but I don’t have any otheroptions.

“It’s nothing. Kingston is just planning a surprise for Theo and wanted my opinion.” I paste on a smile and cross my fingers that she doesn’t catch me in my lie. She looks at me skeptically, then nods. I let out the breath I didn’t know I washolding.

“It’s not a stripper, is it? You know Jill would freak out if she foundout.”

I laugh, knowing my sister, she would probably scalp the stripper then cut off Theo’s balls. For as sweet as she is, she can be vicious when she wants tobe.

“No, not a stripper. He knows better,” I say. “We better get back out there before they send in a searchparty.”

“Yeah, Dickhead Troy is getting impatient. He wants to find himself an, and I quote ‘easy piece of ass with fattits.’”

“Ugh,” I groan. “I really can’t stand that guy. Remind me to remind you to punch Charles when we gethome.”

“Done.”

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When we walkinto the club, it’s a bit overwhelming with the flashing lights, thrumming music, and wall to wall people. I’m ready to go before we even get five steps inside the door. I like to dance, but this is crazy. We slowly wind through the crowd to the VIP section that Theo reserved for the night. I’m so focused on following my group that I don’t see the drunk guy stumble until it’s too late and I’m teetering on my heels. Knowing there is no way I can stop my fall, I close my eyes and wait for an impact that never comes. I slowly pry one eye open, then the other to see who my rescueris…

Kingston.

Of course, it would be him. He seems to be everywhere. As he holds me in his arms, surrounding me with his strength, I can hardly remember why Kingston is a bad idea. His dark eyes study my face as his hand cups my cheek. The way he’s looking at me makes me feel like he’s staring straight into mysoul.

“You okay,baby?”

His gruff voice makes my heart skip abeat.

I stupidly nod because I seem to have forgotten how to speak. He quirks his lips up in a devil may care smirk that says he knows exactly what he’s doing to me. My traitorous body is more than happy to be so close to the man, even as my brain is yelling ‘Danger,danger.’

Kingston steadies me on my feet, then looks me over from top to bottom, eyes lingering a little longer than necessary. I feel a full body flush when I remember that he never returned my panties after he went down on me at the restaurant. I wonder if he’s thinking about the same thing when he gives me a knowingsmile.

I’m captivated by that smile and can’t stop imagining what those lips felt like against mine. The way he took without remorse. I find myself licking my lips and swaying toward him without a conscious thought to do so. I’m completely lost in the moment—the crowd, the music, the lights—everything fades away until it’s just Kingston and me. I’m so close now that I can feel his breath on my face, I close my eyes anticipating the moment our lips will touch. My heart pounds in my chest and my breath becomes ragged until I’m practicallydizzy.

But our lips never meet because from one breath to the next he pushes me away. A wave of disappointment and embarrassment floods through my body and I feel tears prick my eyes. I’m not a crier, so the fact that twice in one day I’ve nearly cried over a man, not just any man, but Kingston fucking Barrett pisses me off. I’m ready to lay into him for this insanity until a set of warm arms wrap around me from behind and the comforting scent of Theo’s cologne fills mysenses.

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