Page 83 of Kings of Desire
‘I should go...,’ I rushed him, not knowing who was coming my way, and not wanting it to look strange that I had to go to the bathroom to talk on the phone.
‘I’ll call you tomorrow. I may have a surprise for you,’ his voice hoarse as if brewing a wicked strategy.
‘I’ll be waiting,’ I answered, rushing to hang up the phone.
And I was right to do so, since in the next second the bathroom door opened, making room for Cole’s massive figure to enter the room.
‘What are you doing in here? Are you crazy!?’
‘You keep asking that question as if you didn’t already know the answer,’ he spoke, advancing to melt his body next to mine. ‘As you may have noticed, I’m keeping my end of the deal.’
‘Yes, I did notice. Thank you, now let’s go,’ I tried to walk by him, but the confined space was not leaving me with much room for such a maneuver.
‘You go when I say,’ he extended an arm so that I couldn’t move. ‘You know, I did enjoy it when you kissed me in the upstairs bathroom. It doesn’t happen too often lately. I don’t particularly like kissing, but with you, it’s different.’
I could feel something evil coming my way, though I was more than confused by the extremely tight timeframe he had on his hands.
‘I want you to do it again. Like you mean it.’
Shit, I hope he only meant the kissing part, and this won’t be a repeat of our last indiscreet bathroom encounter.
Definitely not getting the psychopath genes from his parents.
Rushing to get this over with, I crashed my lips on his, quickly sneaking my tongue to search for his own, though before I couldswipe him off his feet,he bitmy lower lip. ‘Like you mean it, Mouse,’ he barked since I was breaking his command. I was in a hurry to get out of there and that was obviously detracting from myperformance.
Ok...like I meant it. I brought my bodyweight against him, fusing both our bodies while our mouths were searching for everything that kiss should mean. Passion. Lust. Pure adrenaline.
‘It’s better now!’ I stated, stopping to look at him.
‘Did you cure my moody temper with your magic tongue?’ He cackled, securing me next to him with one of his arms. ‘Again!’
And there I went again, moving on his lips until his breath became hitched with lust ‘Lower.’
This time I was the one biting his tongue, hearing that impossible command.
‘Do you want to get me to fall for you?’ He raised the corner of his lip into a smile that I could bet partially hid the truth.
‘It would imply you had a soul or at least a conscience.’
‘You’re right on this one. I don’t. Lower!’
And lower I glided, lifting the black shirt that he had on, making my lips dance on the black drawings that covered his chest. Then lower, brushing over the muscles of his ribs...and then lower, straight over his navel, making him almost bow in front of me.
‘Shit, Mouse. We may not make it to dinner,’ he spoke, catching my ears between his palms as he slowly lifted me to face him. ‘We’ll keep the best for later. I know you’re wet by now.’ His hand fell to crash on my posterior, assuring himself that I had a heads up to leave the bathroom.
Such a charmer this one...
He returned to the dining table a couple of minutes after I did, at least trying to maintain some appearances.
Despite my personal guard, it was a nice evening, reminding me of the family warmth that I craved for so long. Not to mention the home-cooked meal that, even if it didn’t have the Michelin stars hanging above it, was as good as my mother used to make.
Except for the bathroom rendezvous, everything about the evening instilled me with hope. Hope that I had unconditional support when it came to his parents, even if they were unknowingly offering Cole the weapons he needs to fully control me.
Of course, as there was a curse that hung over me, something had to go wrong at some point, and after I helped Debrah serve the desert, it was time to leave... Or not.
‘You can stay the night if you like,’ his mother offered to accommodate me through the night as I felt an imaginary palm brutally slapping my face.
‘Oh, thank you, but I should really head home. I have to wake up early in the morning to get to the Academy.’
