Page 21 of Kairo

I sucked my teeth. I could tell by his tone of voice he was being snarky.

“Whatever, Kairo.”

He held his hands up. “What? I’m being for real. You good? I know today was a lot. Never got around to asking if you were okay.”

“Um… Can I ask you a question?” He nodded. “How do you think I handled myself in the meeting with the Iron Knights?”

I was curious to know his opinion after the meeting. My father sent me a text saying I stirred the pot with my bossy demeanor and that was not what we needed right now. I felt I let everyone in the room know just because I was woman didn’t mean I couldn’t hang with the boys.

Kairo stepped to the side. “Have a seat on the bed.”

Slowly, I walked into the room. There were papers sprawled across the dresser. His clothes were in the room’s corner still in his suitcase. The room was no longer filled with the plug-in scent I purchased, but his scent. The bed was still made, and the nightstand was a black flask. He stood at the dresser, folding his arms across his chest. He crossed his feet at his ankles and looked at me. My eyes zoned in on his dick. From my point of view, it was trying its best to break through the sweatpants he wore. My mouth watered from how thick it was. Kairo called my name, pulling me from the thoughts that had taken over.

“Yes?” I asked, finally looking at him.

“Do you not feel like you handled yourself well?”

I shrugged. “I did, but after the message my father sent, I feel like I fucked everything up.”

Kairo eyebrow raised. “What did he say?”

I told Kairo everything my father said. Kairo must’ve agreed because he kept a stale expression on his face, which only made me feel worse.

“Ugh, I knew I wasn’t cut out for this shit. Not only did I make a fool of myself, but the Savage Saints. I’m about to call my daddy and tell him fuck this VP position. Give it to Junior.”

I stood from the bed and prepared to walk out, but Kairo grabbed my hand. Chills shot through my body from his touch. He pulled me back to him.

“Where is that bossy ass woman that took control of a room of fifty men?” he asked into my ear with his deep voice.

I froze. Kairo had an aura that caused me to surrender under his watch, touch, and scent. Kairo didn’t know it yet, but he was becoming my kryptonite. I didn’t dare look at him. If I did, I would’ve buckled and lost all the sanity and strength I had remaining.

“You hear me, Junebug?” he asked. “Where is Miss Bad Ass at?”

“Sh-She’s right here.”

“Then act like it. I get that you value what your father says and thinks, but what I saw was a woman that had more balls than everybody in the room. What he said was an opinion.”

“And how you feel ain’t an opinion?” I asked.

He tucked my hair behind my ear. “Nah, mine is a fact. The way you carried yourself in there was the sexiest shit I had ever seen. Shit surprised the fuck out of me. Didn’t think Miss Junie, aka Junebug, packed that much power. You just keep surprising a nigga like me.”

He tapped my chin. The restraint in me broke. I stood on my tip toes and placed my lips on his. Kairo’s lips were soft and plush. The kiss lasted for about ten seconds before I pulled back. I looked at Kairo and he had a stale expression on his face.

“I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean to do?—”

Kairo grabbed me by the face and pulled me back to him, kissing me harder than I kissed him. Without an invitation, he inserted his tongue in my mouth. He lowered his hands to my ass and squeezed. I moaned into the kiss. He roughly slapped my right cheek, sending a slight sting to it. He rubbed the spot wherehe slapped. My nipples poked through the thin baby doll nightie I wore.

“Kairo,” I moaned. “What are we doing?”

He placed a couple of kisses on my neck. “Want me to stop?”

I thought about it. I knew if Kairo and I crossed this line there was no going back. Kairo was my bodyguard, and I didn’t think in the job description it said to drop dick inside me. Yet, I couldn’t tell him no. My body had betrayed my mind. I shook my head. Kairo lifted me off my feet. My legs wrapped around his waist. Kairo continued to place kisses on my neck. I made it my business to stretch my neck further so he wouldn’t miss a spot. He laid me on the bed, never removing his lips from my neck.

“Kairo…” I moaned.

“Call my name, beautiful.”

I shivered from the pet name. “Kairo…”

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