Page 110 of Queen Of Dark Money

“Riv,” she whispered against my mouth, her lashes fluttering as she stared into my soul. “Please.”

I’dnever kissed a woman with my eyes open.Butfor her,I’dtry anything once.Asit turned out, the experience was unforgettable.Swimmingin her eyes were the depths of the deepest ocean, the unlimited expanse of outer space, emotions and feelings and words that didn’t need spoken out loud.Shesaid more with that eye contact thanIcould vocalize my whole life.SoIgave as good asIgot, hoping she could see whatIwas afraid to say out loud in my gaze.

Myhand found hers, tugging it above her head, then moving to do the same with the other, our lips never parting asIunbuttoned the front of her top and slid it up her arms, tossing it across the room whenI’dfreed her from the damn scrap of fabric.Shemoaned whenItook my mouth off hers, but the moan deepened whenImoved to her bare, exposed tits, mouthing a nipple with a groan.

“Fuck, yes, just like that,” she panted, her hips already canting beneath mine, eager for somethingIwasn’t ready to give her.Iwanted to bring her pleasure, not worry about my own for now.Sheneeded to unwind, andIwould help her. “Riv, please–”

Icould no more deny her thanIcould deny myself.Herewas this woman, the womanI’ddreamed about, fantasized about, and obsessed over for weeks now, half-naked in my bed, asking me to fuck her.Andif that wasn’t the universe telling me to fucking suck it up and do it,Ididn’t know what was.Butstill, something in me hesitated at going all the way.

Iwas a man whore, there was no denying that, butIdidn’t want my first time sinking into her tight, wet heat to be immediately after her adrenaline dump and a near-death experience.Iwanted it to mean something,neededit to mean something.Shewas so much more than just another lay.Itwould be a crime to treat her like just another woman.

SoIdid the only thingIcould think of in my situation.

Iseparated my mouth from her tit, dragged myself down her body, and jerked her skirt up soIcould bury my face beneath it and eat her out.

Icould taste the remnants ofJasper’scome in her pussy, mingling with her muskiness on my tongue, butIpushed that aside in my mind and kept at it, slipping up and down her folds, around her clit, until she was tossing her head and fisting the bedsheets, moaning my name over and over.Ifshe kept that up, she’d likely catchJasper’sattention, and then we’d have a full-blown threesome on our hands, andIdidn’t want that.Iwanted her all to myself for now.Icould share later.Hereand now, she was mine, andIwas a selfish bastard.

Islipped two fingers inside her as she rocked her hips, pleading with her lips and her body for release.Sheresponded to me so prettily, the sounds of her ecstasy ricocheting off my walls, doubling in their intensity asIgroaned right along with her, lapping at her clit as she fell over the edge with wanton abandon and came–hard.

Sheshook around me, her cunt throbbing against my fingers, legs shaking, her whole body spent as she sunk into the mattress.Icould taste her on my tongue as she moaned through her release, only removing my fingers from her cunt when she’d gone still.

Shestill shivered at their absence.

Islipped away and ducked into the bathroom, running warm water over a washcloth after washing my hands.Ireturned to find her almost passed out, a blissful smile on her lips–the only wayIwanted her to look when she was in my bed.Shebarely moved whenIspread her legs and washed her up, placing a soft kiss on the inside of her thigh asItossed the rag into the corner of the room and slipped her skirt off her hips and onto the floor.

Shedidn’t protest asIslid her under the covers, and even curled into my side whenIsnuck in beside her, clad in my jeans and a loose tee, wishingIhad the restraint necessary to enjoy the skin-to-skin contact with her.Whenshe found a comfortable position, a soft sigh escaped her, and she nuzzled into the side of my neck, her hot breath stirring feelings of protectiveness and possessiveness thatI’dnever felt for another woman, knocking me right off-kilter.Theway her hands felt, curled up in my shirt as she drifted off to sleep, made me feel a mile high, andIwrapped an arm around her and the other around her waist, and closed my eyes, ready to let sleep claim me, too, at least for a little while.

WhenIwoke,Icould tell it was dark, even through the absence of windows in my apartment.Mybody just instinctively knew, based on the change in atmosphere from the club below us and my circadian rhythm.Kenziewas nowhere to be found, the bed beside me mussed and turned back, still warm and smelling faintly of her.

Mybody went into high alert, panic and fear vying for dominance in my brain asIshot out of bed and scrambled for the door, imagining the worst.

Maybesomeone broke in.Maybethere was a traitor on my security team.Maybeshe’d decided to leave us early and wandered off on her own–

Imanaged to slow my racing heart whenIheard her laughing in the kitchen withJasperandSeven, their voices light and carefree.WhenIrounded the corner,Ifound her perched on the counter, dressed in one of my oversized tees and a pair of boxers she must’ve swiped from my dresser.Shehad a mug of coffeein her hand and was bent over the counter backward, propped up on one arm, making googly eyes atSeven, who looked very uncomfortable–a first for him.Strippersand whores alike hung all over him on shift, the bartenders did shots with him and then unbuttoned their blouses, and he’d never looked like he did right now–like he might jump out a window rather than flirt back with the very sexy girl on my island counter.

Icleared my throat, andSevenjumped a literal foot and a half in the air, turning redder than a tomato as he scrambled out of the path of my gaze and mumbled aboutgetting back to work.

Ichuckled at his reaction, moving over to wrap my arms aroundKenziefrom behind, tossingJaspera look that he returned in kind.

Shewas ours, and we’d do anything to keep it that way.

Jasperwordlessly turned his laptop around on the counter, andIspotted a conversation withDomon the main screen, a back-and-forth aboutKenzie’smother thatIdidn’t doubt she was in the dark about.Domfelt like a heel after sleeping with her, and he’d dug up details about her family back home in an effort to soothe her nerves about her mother.Jasperhad reached out to her doctors and started the process of transferring her case to a top-tier research hospital inKhulaCity, a list of doctors down the side of their chat who had accolades coming out of their ears.

Shewould have the best care team on the planet with the money they had thrown into a legacy fund for her care and treatment.Offto the side was a real estate listing, a veritable mansion with a guest house, from whatIcould see, the location just outside the city.

“You’vebeen busy,”Iremarked, turning it back in his direction beforeKenzgot a good look at it.Isuspected it was more of a surprise than widespread knowledge.Iburied my nose inKenzie’shair, nuzzling her ear with a little growl. “Mybed isn’tas comfortable when you’re not in it.Idon’t remember saying you could leave it.”

Hergirlish giggle was infectious, lightening my heart so quicklyIworried it was malfunctioning. “Youlooked so peaceful sleeping there,Icouldn’t bring myself to wake you.”

Iplanted a kiss on her lips and snarled when she tried to pull away, tugging her closer like a protective bear. “Youcan wake me anytime.Seeingyour face whenIopen my eyes is far more preferable to me than waking alone.”

Herlashes fluttered as she turned a pretty shade of pink and ducked her head under my chin, hiding away her embarrassment fromJasper.Notthat he’d have said anything about it.Ihad a sneaking suspicion that he was already half in love with her, too.Althoughhow he’d fallen for her through practical jokes and one round of car sex was beyond me.

“Comeon, pretty girl,” he teased her, poking her in the side with his stylus. “Noneed to hide when you’re with us.We’reall friends here.”

“Speakfor yourself,” she muttered against my neck, the feel of her breath against my skin sending my pulse into the stratosphere. “Ilook like a tomato.”

“SodidSevenwhen you teased him,”Isassed back, chuckling as the man in question slipped back in to hand me a piece of paper with his trademark chicken scratch on it. “Thanks, bud,”Imuttered, prying the folded sheet open to read what he’d written me as he disappeared out the door into the hall.

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