Page 68 of Last One Standing
“Seriously, Angel.” He nudged me. “What’s going on?” He glanced at Kona, then at me. And like a lightbulb went off, his eyes widened. “Are you upset because he’s not sitting next to you?” He started cackling.
“I hate you.” I took my plate and hurried off into the kitchen.
I was in there for a total of three seconds before I heard footsteps. I placed my dish on the counter and spun, ready to tell JJ to drop it. But it wasn’t him; it was Kona.
“Whoa.” He held up his hands. “You okay? I was watching you have a conversation with JJ. It appeared to be heated and once I saw you storm out, I wanted to see if you were okay.”
“You were watching me?” My anger began to dissipate.
“Uh…yeah.” He said it as if I were crazy. “You’re hot; I like looking at you.”
“Oh.”
He sauntered closer and when he was an inch from my body, he wrapped his arms around my waist. “So, are you all right?”
“Suddenly, I feel great.”
He smiled, and I couldn’t resist not tasting it. He hummed when I kissed him, and when I pulled away he licked his bottom lip.
“Slumber party in my room later?”
I chuckled. “I’ll be there.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
KONA
We all helped cleanup after dinner. A few people were going to go watch a movie, Pika was going to play a video game, Nick and Noel went back to their “deep dive,” as they put it, and I went to take a shower.
I didn’t have anything super sexy to wear for Angel, but I figured, what was sexier than nude? Nothing, that was the answer.
I’d warned Pika not to come into my room unless he wanted even more trauma in his life, and Angel had told me the bedrooms were all soundproofed, so I lay on the bed, naked as the day I was born, and waited.
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I reached over to a tiny box on the nightstand Nick had told me about. If I pressed the button, whoever was outside the door would hear me and vice versa. “Who is it?” Better to be safe than sorry.
“Angel.”
“Come in…” He opened the door and I added, “Or on me.”
He laughed, but it turned into a choke when he saw me. Quickly, he shut and locked the door.
“Ready for our slumber party?”
“Hell yeah, I am.” He removed his clothes in record time and started toward the bed, but I stopped him. “What is it? I have lube and condoms.” He bent down to get them from his pants pocket and I enjoyed the view of his round, muscled ass.
“That’s great, but not why I was stopping you.”
He came over to me and tossed the things onto the bed. “Oh?”
I crawled to the edge of the bed, where he now stood. “I want you right there.”
“Here?”
“Mmhmm.” I sat in front of him and his beautiful dick. “Don’t move.”
His lips curled at the corner. I kept my eyes on his as I gripped his cock and dipped my tongue into the slit, loving the hiss that left him.
“So good.” I wrapped my lips around the tip and gave it just the right amount of suction. His hand rested behind my head, but he didn’t push me closer or try and take control.
