Page 1 of Feint

CHAPTER 1

ROSALIE

The sunlight moved slowlyover my eyes as it rose above the mountain and trailed into the room. I groaned softly and tugged a blanket over my face. Waking up after a rough evening from my drive yesterday wasn’t something I wanted to do just yet. I stretched my body lazily and bumped into a warm hand. Feeling an arm wrapping around my middle and tugging me backward, I giggled as Kordell pulled me into his arms against his warm chest.

“Mmmm… don’t get up yet, mama,” he mumbled against my skin, his warm lips leaving lazy kisses along my neck.

I shivered as the bumps started to appear all over my body from his gentle, soft touches. I turned my face to peer at his, and he lowered his lips to mine and kissed me. My heart jumped a little as I kissed him back. I leaned into him and turned. Bringing my hand up, I softly rubbed his neck as we kissed, each getting more passionate than the last. Kordell always did that. Anytime I had to get up early to go to work, he somehow managed to pull me back in for another fifteen minutes. Which meant I had to push every yellow light to get to work on time. But I guess this time, just like always, it was okay.

His hands played with my boobs over my tank top, and I moaned softly into his lips, giving him access to slip his tongue teasingly along the edge before he bit my lower lip and sucked on it. Not good. This was starting to turn into something that would last longer than just a few extra minutes if I let it continue.

I gave him a little push on his chest with my other hand. “Kordell… I can’t. I’ve got to get to work,” I whispered to him.

He opened his eyes and looked at me, then sighed heavily. He let me go, and I sat up, looking at the sun peeking in my windows and lighting up his half-naked body. Kordell always wore his sweatpants to bed. He said he might have to jump up at a moment’s notice, and if he were sleeping anywhere else, he would wear a t-shirt, too, but I’d told him the material was too rough to sleep with my face on it. So, that came off. But his sweats would always get put back on even if he took them off in the middle of the night to have sex.

“Fine. How late are you going to be today, little mama?” he asked as he ran a hand through his hair with a sleepy grin on his face. His green eyes went from my face to my body and back again. He adjusted his cock in his pants.

“It might be a little later today. I have a few clients coming in, and then I need to get as much done on that lowrider. The owner has a meet in less than two weeks, and there is just so much detail on the paint. I can feel my hands cramping up, just thinking about it.”

I made a funny little hand face and giggled as I made it like it was talking to him. Then, he reached up and grabbed my hand and brought it down to his cock. He placed his hand on top of mine and groaned as he rubbed my hand back and forth a few times.

“Don’t worry. I’ll give you something bigger to hold to help stretch it out afterward,” he said with a little devilish grin on his face.

I pulled my hand back and laughed, smacking his chest playfully before getting out of bed and going over to the bathroom.Okay, time to get this bedhead under control and get ready quickly.

A few minutes later, I tugged on my jacket and walked down the stairs into the kitchen, where Kordell leaned against the counter by the coffee pot which was brewing.

After AJ broke up with me, I couldn’t sleep in my master bedroom that was on the first floor anymore. It felt weird, too empty. So, I moved my things upstairs to one of the other big bedrooms.

As I stared at Kordell, I bit my lower lip and could feel my mouth water. He was still shirtless. And at this angle, you could really see how toned he was. Not AJ toned at all, but leaner. He still had muscles—I’d seen him help a guy pick up a huge bike that had fallen over before.

“OH MY GOSH, you’re making coffee. Thank youuu!” I exclaimed dramatically as I opened a cupboard and pulled out a travel mug. It had little Nissan Skylines GT-Rs all over it, so of course, when I had seen it at a car show I went to with Dad a few months ago, I’d had to get two.

I poured some creamer in it and waited for the last couple of drops to go into the pot before pouring some into my cup. As I tightened the lid, Kordell put his phone in his pocket and walked over behind me. He wrapped his arms around my hips and pulled me back into him. I moaned softly as I felt his hand weave up into my hair and pull my head to the side so he could kiss my neck. I arched my back into his body as his other hand slipped into the front of my pants, and his fingers inched toward my clit.

My pussy pulsed, but as much as I would love to have him fuck me right now, I grabbed his hand and tugged with a teasing tone to my voice. “Nuh-uh, mister! I have to go! You’ve already made me late!”

I giggled and pulled his hand out of my pants.

“I’m so hard, mama. You’ll make it up to me later,” he grumbled into my ear.

I’d bet my lunch break wouldn’t consist of eating much of my lunch, and instead, I’d be with him. He always did that when I didn’t have time to have sex before I went to work when he really wanted to do it because he said he couldn’t wait for me to get home to finish what we started.

“Okay, okay! I’ve got to go, silly! Or I’m going to be majorly late, and Dad won’t be happy with that.” I pulled out of his reach and walked backward to the entryway. I blew him a kiss, which he pretended to grab and eat before I tugged on my shoes and jogged out the door.

My Viper sat in the driveway next to his motorcycle, and the morning light bounced off her perfect dark blue color with a bright blue pearlescent flake. I smirked and opened the driver’s door. Sitting inside, I turned my key and revved my car before backing out and made my way to work.

Iwasrunning late, so I started to pick up the pace around the winding roads of the hills. I’d street-raced on them for years now, so I was pretty familiar with which corners to push it on and which ones to slow down for. I started to get into the heart of the city, taking as many right turns as I could at lights to get to work, and it turned nine o’clock just as I pulled into the shop parking lot. I locked my car quickly and ran into the shop, coffee in hand.

I yelled toward Dad as I kept going over to the computer to clock in, “Hi, Dad! I’m here!”

My dad, Kayden, looked over from the car he was working on and shook his head as he checked his watch. “Cutting it close again, Rosalie. You need to stop staying up so late, watching that series.” He wiped his hands on a shop rag as he began to walk over to me.

“I know! I’m sorry! I’ll try to go to bed earlier tonight, I promise!” I quickly clocked in and turned around.

I threw my arms around his waist as I gave him a hug. Then, I let go and made my way to the paint lab.

“Won’t happen again!” I giggled as he shook his head with a smile at the edge of his mouth.

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