Page 19 of Kings of Lust
So that is what a bad clothes day really means...
‘There are people watching us,’ I whimpered, noticing another pair coming through the glass doors.
‘I’m not a prude, let them watch,’ he pushed himself strongly against me, allowing a long groan to surface as my fingers clenched to meet him. I was trying to hide this uncommon form ofgreetingwith the help of our jackets, but with no magic result.
‘All you ever think about is sex,’ I growled as his heaving breath seemed to induce a melting effect over my own body. It was only increasing the sensation of anxiety I had every time when near him.
‘Well, me thinking about sex got you a surprise,’ his hand snuck in the silky interior of his jacket and surfaced holding a few pieces of white paper which he handed over to me. ‘Now, just to show that I don’t think only of sex, I’m going to find myself another bottle of this,’ he tilted the whiskey bottle that now only held two fingers of the brownish liquid.
Did he drink a whole bottle?
However, I didn’t get to ask him that as he vanished through the glass doors, leaving me in the garden in the company of the papers I was holding in my hand.
I raised them to get a better look at exactly what they were and the first words that I caught sight of filled my eyes with tears of undeniable happiness.
Chapter 5
Permanent guardianship.
That’s all I could read, and all I ever needed to as I went through the papers and found there were two similar titles. The children were mine now, and no one could take them away. I had legal rights over both of them as all my efforts finally came to fruition.
It might have seemed weird, or I might have just lost my mind, but the first instinct I had was to run after Cole. Even if the papers came with a price, I felt that I needed to thank him somehow as the joy that was twinkling in my soul could not be contained.
I found him next to a mountain of booze, opening another bottle of whiskey as he said he would, already being assaulted by a blonde bimbo who was ostentatiously arranging her cleavage for him to see what exactly she had to offer.
Unfortunately for her, I was just proclaimed queen bitch, and she was hitting on myking.
The sip of whiskey must have gotten to my head, or maybe I was just tired of being undermined. Whatever the cause, it made me snuck out from behind him, joining my lips with his earlobe as I murmured ‘Thank you.’ I let the letters slowly flow, infiltrating his bloodstream and crawling the skin of his neck.
He instantly turned, surprised, and intrigued, arching an eyebrow in my direction ‘I guess that made you happy,’ he made his bottom lip disappear between his teeth while gleaming back at me.
‘Yes,’ I let out a genuine answer, trying to avoid his gaze as the image of that abused lip was making me want to trace my tongue alongside it to heal its pain.
‘Now maybe when you kiss me next time, you’ll really mean it.’
It was an open invitation to satisfy the rush of emotions that were flooding through my system.
‘Ok,’ I whispered, sneaking my hands inside his jacket all the way to the muscled sides of his torso and joining my lips on his. Unhurried, magic, andout of my own free will. He didn’t force me to do it, probably because he didn’t have the time, but judging by the lack of movements coming from his side, he was more shocked than I was at my gesture.
My tongue moved slowly, playing with gentle pulses over and over again until I was reminded of the unwanted eyes that were watching us. The blonde was still there as if waiting for us to be over so she could get a shot at him.
Over my dead body.
I took out a hand from the mesmerizing sensation of heated muscles and moved a few fingers in her direction, waving her goodbye as my mouth never stopped urging over his.
My gesture didn’t go by without being noticed as between the rotations of our tongues I could hear a deaf whisper ‘I hope now you’re satisfied with my gift. Every man wants to fuck you and every girl wants to be you.’
Slowly, I broke the kiss, taking a good look around me.
He was right.
All eyes were upon us, and while the men showed lust and admiration, the girls gleamed with envy and jealousy.
I wish I could say that I hated it, that I wanted them all to disappear, but Cole’s presence next to my body was instilling some kind of authority. He was so powerful that I could see it anywhere I looked. Each one of his gestures was either envied or feared by everyone who was looking. Including me!
Without explanation, he caught my palm in his hand and lead me to the other side of the room, next to a large armchair that was occupied by a guy whom I’d previously seen hanging out somewhere in the middle of the Academy lobby.
Cole didn’t need words to get him to free the spot. A simple look sufficed, getting the guy instantly to stand up and flee to somewhere out of sight.
