Page 11 of Judgments of Fire and Desire

I stared into her eyes, and the liquid courage I’d been downing caused me to lean in and kiss her pretty lips. Whenshe kissed me back, it only propelled me forward. I pulled her bottom lip into my mouth. She slowly pulled away from me, her eyes closed. “Kyrie, that was nice.”

“It was. Can it be nice again?” I asked in a low voice.

“Yes, but not here.”

I pulled away slightly as the bartender set another round of drinks in front of us. She knew we weren’t driving anywhere, especially not here. Hardly anyone drove anywhere in this area. Genesis took a sip of her drink. I could see she was more relaxed by the way she was slumped over. She glanced at me and said, “Shut up. Don’t you say a word.”

She was definitely feeling that liquor. I wouldn’t say she was completely drunk yet, but she was surely on her way. I chuckled then bit my bottom lip as she downed the rest of it. She was going to have me carrying her out of here, and I wouldn’t mind in the least. Being able to slide my arms around her body would be like heaven.

She shot me the finger as she lifted her finger, letting the bartender know she wanted another one. I slowly shook my head. “So you must want me to carry you out of here.”

“You don’t want to?” she asked, taunting me.

I leaned into her. “Oh, I want to.” Sliding my fingers down her cheek, I watched her cheeks redden and the goosebumps appear on her skin. “I just don’t know if you would be cool with the places that could possibly lead us to.”

“I’m a grown woman, Kyrie. I know how to say no.”

The bartender set another round in front of us, and I said, “Close it out, please.”

I downed my drink, feeling slightly dizzy. My erection was threatening to tear a hole in my pants with the way she was talking. I had tunnel vision right now, and that was getting her to my room ASAP. It was still daytime, but if we were drunk as hellbefore five, our lustful desires would be quenched before five as well.

While I knew this was only our sadness and hurt acting out loud through our daytime drinking, I was okay with letting it lead the way. For some reason, I felt like being with her would make everything alright in my world. Once I signed the receipt, I watched Genesis down her drink, then requested an Uber.

Genesis placed her hand on my cheek and said, “You are so handsome… too handsome to be so tortured.”

I frowned slightly. “What makes you think I’m tortured?”

“Because you won’t forgive your father. It’s bothering you more than you want to admit.”

“And you’re too beautiful and successful to be longing for a man to take care of you. I can tell that you want the knight in shining armor to rescue you from your own ambition. It’s like, you work so hard because you don’t have anything else to do. That doesn’t have to be that way. You’re looking for your father in a potential partner.”

She looked away, but I grabbed her chin and turned her back to me. “So it seems we both have daddy issues.”

My phone chimed, letting me know our Uber was a couple of minutes away, so I stood from my stool and helped her from hers. We silently walked outside, my arm across her back, allowing my hand to rest on her hip. As we waited, she leaned into me. Before she could say a word, our car arrived. I was grateful, because that alcohol was really coursing through me, threatening to have me sitting on the cement.

I opened the door and allowed her to get in first. She was so off balance she nearly fell out of the car. She giggled as I gripped her hips, holding her steady. I got in behind her, and the minute I closed the door and put on my seat belt, she asked, “Am I that obvious?”

“What?”

“Is it that obvious that I’m looking for him in a significant other?”

“No. It’s because of where we are that I was able to put two and two together.”

She nodded and leaned against me. I lifted my arm and put it around her shoulders and kissed her forehead. Staring up at me, she licked her lips, sending my body into orbit. My gaze didn’t waver. I wanted her to see what she was doing to me. This feeling was foreign, but with a woman as fine as Genesis, I accepted it. I would be soft and tender all day if it meant I could be with her.

I lowered my head to hers and kissed her lips. When I tried to pull away, she gripped my beard, holding me in place, as she slid her Patrón flavored tongue to mine. My eyes nearly rolled to the back of my head as I fell into the rhythm she’d created and allowed my hand to slide down her back. She moaned softly as my hand went further south, taking the dangerous dip to her ass and squeezing it.

I wanted her, and this car couldn’t get us back to my hotel fast enough.

My back was pressedagainst the door, and my pants were sliding off me to the floor. My body was weak with desire, not to mention the alcohol that caused me to lose all inhibitions, and I felt like I would collapse to the floor at any minute. Kyrie was moving quickly to get us to the moment we were craving. I kissed him for nearly the entire ride back to his hotel and had even slid my hand over his erection to see what he was working with.

From what I felt, I would be in a world of trouble. Choosing to help him speed this process along, I pulled my shirt over my head and unfastened my bra. When he stood up straight, he backed away from me and stared at my body, allowing his gaze to grace every inch of me. “Damn, Genesis. You’re so sexy. I can’t believe you were hiding all of this under that uniform.”

He came to me again and scooped me in his arms. My body was trembling in anticipation. It had been years, and I couldn’tbelieve I was making such a rash decision. I was more cautious than this. However, I was too far to stop now. I wanted him. I needed to know how he would feel inside me. I liked his personality, despite everyone’s warnings, so I needed to make sure we were compatible in this way as well.

He lowered me to the bed, then pulled his clothes off in what seemed like one fluid motion. I was seeing double, so my vision surely couldn’t be trusted. When he grabbed his wallet and pulled a condom from it, I instinctively spread my legs open. As if sensing just how much I was anticipating this moment, he slowed down. He licked his lips and stared at my prized possession as she drooled at the sight of everything he had to offer.

His smooth, dark chocolate complexion made me thirsty, and ironically, he was the only one who could hydrate me. I slid my hand down my body, prepared to put myself out of my misery or, hopefully, tease him to take action. I slid my middle digit between my folds and into the tight space no one had occupied in years. I’d promised myself that the next man who occupied it would either be the one that would have my heart or an extremely great actor.

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