Page 37 of The Perfect Lie
“I hope you’re right, Davian, but what if something goes wrong. What if you get hurt? What if…”
Davian placed his hand on my cheek before I could finish my thought. “Nothing is going to happen to me. I am too smart to let that happen.”
When I left the computer room, my stomach was in knots. Davian never said anything as he listened to the conversation between Crosby and me. There was no doubt in my mind that Crosby McCall was up to something. I heard it in his voice. I lived with him for five years, and during that time, I became well aware of his temperament and what the tone of his voice meant. I had every right to be worried.
When I got to the living area, Kenzi, Helga, and Mika were no longer there. Instead of searching for them, I decided to go to my bedroom and dive into working on the syllabi for the online classes I registered to attend, which I downloaded yesterday when Patton dropped me off before leaving again.
Entering the secure password that Davian gave me on my computer, I pulled up my downloaded documents and decided to tackle the syllabus for the most challenging class first. Business finance seemed to be the most challenging, so I decided to start there. My books were still in the GSU bookstore bags I dumped on the floor next to the corner's accent chair.
Pulling each book out one at a time, I placed it on the chair until I found the book I needed. Reaching into the only bag left, I grabbed a highlighter, a pencil, and a notebook. Taking everything I needed to the bed, I positioned the pillows so I could lean against them and use my lap as a desk.
Opening my business finance book, I turned the pages until I came to the syllabus' first item. With my highlighter ready to go, I found myself staring back and forth between the two pages with nothing highlighted. All I could think about was what happened in the computer room a few moments ago. How could Davian be so confident, knowing that the meeting he instructed me to arrange with Crosby next week could end up very badly? Maybe it was because he was immune to danger.
Tipping my head upward, I took a deep breath. “Please keep Davian safe.”
As though it was a sign, Davian appeared at the doorway. His eyes locked with mine, and I could have sworn there was a halo above his head. Closing my eyes, I prayed that it was only my imagination and it wasn’t an indication of what would happen to him next week. Tears pricked my eyes, and I lowered my head down to my book, breaking eye content with him. Davian had so much on his plate. The last thing he needed to deal with was my overwrought thoughts.
When he cleared his throat to get my attention, my eyes found him leaning against the doorframe, looking like aGQ Magazinemodel. He pushed from the door frame and walked toward me. Davian pulled my laptop away and placed it gently on the small round table next to the accent chair. I kept my focus on him, and I could only imagine what was running through his head.
Davian came back to the bed with a mischievous grin. He sauntered back like a lion on the prowl. I recognized that look, and already I could feel the heat between my legs. “Take off your clothes, princess.”
Dropping my book to the floor, I threw my legs over the side of the bed and stood. It wasn’t like I hadn’t stripped for him before, but the way he ran his tongue across his lips made my skin prickle, anticipating what his next command would be. Without hesitation, I pulled my top up over my head. As I let it drop to the floor, I was glad I chose to wear the matching bra and panty set that he purchased for me, leaving him with an ample view of my cleavage that the push-up bra provided. The vibrant blue of Davian’s had darkened to a magnificent midnight blue. Momentarily, I was hit with a sexy smile which afforded me the extra confidence necessary to add a little hip sway as I continued my striptease.
Licking my lips, I drifted my hands to my zipper and began to peel my jeans down my legs. When I stood back up, Davian was working the buttons on his shirt. Dropping his shirt to the floor, he stepped up to me and placed his finger underneath the black strap of my bra.
“Of all the lingerie I chose for you, I like this set the best,” he said as he cupped my breast with his other hand. “Take it off, princess.”
“Davian.” My heart thumped so hard, and I swore he could hear it echoing in the room. All I wanted was for him to touch me.
I quickly unclasped my bra. Letting it fall to the floor, my breasts bounced free. My body wasn’t perfect, but Davian’s grin made me feel like it was. My breasts were larger than I liked, and even though my body was toned, I had too many curves to model. Davian’s intense gaze not only heated my body, but the room as well. He had a way of making me feel like I was the only woman he wanted to be with.
Continuing with my striptease, I lowered my panties, leaving my body completely exposed to him. Davian reached out and pulled me closer, and my body melted to his. “Do you want to know what I want to do to every inch of your body?”
I could only imagine what pleasure he was cooking up in his mind. “Tell me, Davian.”
Without warning, he lifted my body from the floor and gently settled me on the bed. “I want to run my tongue across every inch of your beautiful body, and then I’m going to remember who you belong to by worshipping every inch of you.
“Show me.”
A second or two later, Davian stood before me naked in all his glory. He was pure perfection, and I would never tire looking at his muscular body and chiseled abs. Grabbing me by the ankles, he opened my legs and positioned his body between them. Leaning his body over mine, just as he said, his tongue swept across my body, beginning at my mouth, then down my neck, taking a pit stop at my right breast. He was unrelenting as he nipped and sucked on the hard peak while his other hand kneaded my other breast demandingly before he pinched my nipple, giving it a light tug. There was another pinch of my nipple, this time a little harder, which caused me to lift my back off the bed.
Davian lifted his mouth from my breast. “You like that, princess?”
It was strange, but I more than liked it. “Mmmm.”
“I want nothing more than to be deep inside you, but this gorgeous body needs a little more worshipping.” My body was his, but if he didn’t hurry, I was going to explode.
Trailing kisses down my stomach, Davian lowered his hand to my mound and then between my folds. I was wet and ready for him as he slipped a finger inside my vagina. His finger pushed in and out of me while his sweet tongue was doing magical things to my clit. Taking me only to the point that I wanted to explode, Davian moved up my body and kissed me demandingly on the lips. “You taste so good, princess, but my cock is screaming to fuck you.”
The way he talked shouldn’t have been such a turn-on, but it was. His long length teased my entrance, and all I wanted was more. “Are you ready, princess, to be thoroughly worshipped?”
“Yes. God, yes.” I cried, nudging my hips forward.
“I don’t think my princess means it.” He slid inside, but only a bit before pulling out.
“Please, Davian,” I begged. “I need you inside me.”
“That’s my girl,” Davian breathed against my ear as his large body towered over me.
