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“Then they’ll kill us. But death might be worth it,” I wink at her.
Chapter 17
Lilith
“What’s the next first?” I ask him, heat pulsing through my body. I want him to take them all right now—my virginity and every other first I can think of. I’m dripping with need for him to fuck me every way imaginable.
I may not love him like he claims he does me. I may not even care about the man that much, but my lady bits don’t care. They are hungry for him like he’s the only man on the planet.
As I straddle him and his sultry eyes stare into mine with a mischievous grin, all of my thoughts fall away. For months now, I’ve been focused on a singular goal. My life has been harsh, and I’ve never even thought about taking a lover to escape the pain. Never until I felt this hot-blooded man beneath me—hot and beautiful and full of promises to make me forget, if only for a moment. He may possibly even help me find a way to get revenge against the Retribution Kings. But his eyes definitely promise a good time in the bedroom, and I’ll take it even if that’s all he can offer me.
“Blow job,” he replies.
I didn’t think two words could kill my mojo so quickly.
His eyes twinkle in amusement at my reaction.
“Not what you were expecting me to say?” he asks.
I frown, my eyes drifting down his hard chest to where I’m straddling his hard cock. Sure, I want to see it, taste him, and take him deep into my mouth.
But giving him a blow job will do nothing to tamper my own arousal. If anything, it’s just going to make it harder to control myself. I’m going to be writhing in painful desire until our next first, whatever and whenever that will be. I won’t be able to focus on a plan for revenge.
“I promise you’ll enjoy tasting my cock.”
I lick my lips. “It’s not that…”
He kisses just behind my ear, and heat floods my body. “It’s that you need a release.”
I nod. My hooded eyes meet his gaze. “I need everything. Can’t we just do it all now, record everything, and be done with them? And then we won’t have to think about it before the wedding.”
He stills. “First of all, even though I have to film us, I’m not going to take everything at once.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m a selfish bastard that wants to enjoy every experience with you. Recording is going to take a lot out of us. And the longer I delay each recording, the longer we have to come up with a plan to get out of it at all.”
His reasoning makes sense.
“Is there an order to the firsts? Like blow job has to be next?”
He shakes his head. “Not really.”
I narrow my eyes. “Then why blow job?”
He chuckles lightly, his thumb moving in tantalizing circles along my hip. “Because it exposes me more than you. And I want as much time as possible to think of how to protect you when I have to record us doing more intimate things.”
“Oh,” my mouth falls open, and my cheeks warm. I don’t know what to say. I can’t believe how considerate he is. He’s sweet, and kind, and loving. He did say he loved me. I still think he’s mad for thinking that or doesn’t realize what it means to love someone, but I’m not going to argue that point right now.
His hand reaches up, and he tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear. “Don’t worry, Lily. I’ll make sure you get your release without actually taking another first.”
His voice sends thrills through me, trying to imagine what his words could possibly mean. But I’m too bashful to ask.
Hayes lifts me off his lap and onto my feet, his hands never leaving my body as he intertwines our fingers. I take a deep, calming breath as our hands lock together. Why do I feel warm and safe when he’s holding my hand?
He leads me through the mansion to one of the bedrooms. “You can choose another room, but I thought you’d like this one best.”
“It’s the master bedroom,” I say.
