Page 87 of Devilish

Lucien went completely still. He didn’t react. Didn’t say a word. Only watched me stroking his belt as the waiter returned to our table.

“Have you made your selection?” the waiter asked me, clearly not catching the vibe we were throwing off.

“We have.” Lucien’s throat worked as he swallowed. “Get rid of everyone. I want to enjoy my dessert.”

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LUCIEN

THERE WAS ONLY so much self-control I had when Kai smacked my belt against his palm. All I could picture was the way it would redden that sweet ass.

Kai didn’t say a word as the diners all left, only watched with wide eyes like he couldn’t believe I had the power—or maybe it was the audacity—to make such a request happen.

He’d soon learn there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for my beautiful boy.

When the last person was gone and the door shut behind them, Kai looked back at me and said, “Holy shit.”

My lips twisted. “You played that game a little too well. And while I don’t mind the prying eyes, I have a feeling you might.” I pushed my chair back from the table and curled a finger at him. “Come here.”

He got to his feet, still gripping my belt. His arousal was clearly on display for me, and me alone, and maybe that was the reason I’d wanted to clear the restaurant. I didn’t want to share Kai. Not with anyone.

Wasn’t that a revelation?

“Not there,” I said, and spread my legs wide. “Here.”

He moved to stand between me and the table, and damn he made me wild. The scent of him, the sliver of skin I could see from his unbuttoned shirt. The trust in his eyes as he waited for my next instruction. Even with the full city view all around us, Kai was the most exquisite thing in the room.

With my hands on either side of his hips, I leaned in and tugged at the end of his shirt with my teeth, pulling it free from his pants. Kai bit his lip as he stared down at me, running his fingers over the back of my head to rest on my neck.

“I want you,” I growled, and the heat in his eyes that flared answered before he did.

“Then take me.”

I reached behind him and swept everything off the table, sending it clattering to the ground and not giving a single fuck.

“Unzip,” I said.

Kai’s breathing quickened as he unbuttoned and unzipped in record time.

“Goddamn, you’re perfect.” I shoved his clothes down to his ankles, removed his shoes, and got him completely naked from the waist down. I didn’t need anything in my way when I ate out every inch of my boy.

I trailed my fingers up the inside of his leg as I moved back to my seat, but removed my hand just before I reached his delicious cock.

“Up,” I said, and gestured to the table behind him.

Kai complied, shifting until his bare ass was up on the table, belt still in hand. I got to my feet, and Kai’s eyes followed me. He was as laser focused as I was, watching my every move. Trying to figure out what I was going to do next.

Poor boy. He had no clue about the beast he’d awoken.

I took a step forward and tapped his knee, and Kai parted his legs. Then I gripped the back of his neck and brushed my lips over the top of his.

“I don’t know about you.” I nipped at his lower lip, then reached for the belt. “But I’m ready to eat my fucking dessert. Lie back. It’s time to show me what’s on the menu.”

He slowly lowered himself until he was flat on the table and I was towering over him, and the trust in those stormy eyes was as much of a turn-on as his dripping cock.

I wanted to look at himanddevour him. In the end, though, my need to touch him outweighed my patience.

“Hmm,” I said as I stroked the long belt before folding it over as he’d originally had it. “You asked a question earlier—what was that again? Would my belt feel as good on the rest of your body as it did on your hand?”

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