Page 86 of Fortress of the Cursed

I’m not proud of it, but I can see the humor from her side.

“You get my cock so hard,” I say, reaching up to cup the back of her neck. I plunge my tongue into her mouth, and she gasps. She can taste herself and that’s exactly what I wanted. I pull back as her breathing kicks up ten notches. “I want to fuck you so bad, but I’m not gonna do this quickly, then run out the door. I’m gonna make you beg me for it. You want my cock, baby, it’s yours, but I’m gonna take my time. Take this body to another place. Make you moan and groan until you can’t take it anymore.” I press our foreheads together. “I wanna make you sore and needy for me.”

“Iamneedy for you,” she whispers. And I know she is.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” Our lips meet again, my tongue caressing hers in a dance. Just like old times. Her hand still gripping me, my dick wants to fuck so badly. I almost defy my brother. Almost.

“Fuck, I gotta go, baby. I’m sorry.”

She looks disappointed, but nods as I move back.

She looks so hot with her legs spread, her pussy all wet and glistening and her pants around her ankles. I feel kinda proud of myself.

“Raincheck?”

Hearing those words makes me happy. She wants this too.

“Yes, but make sure you have the next day off.” I give her a wink as I button myself back up and try to contain my hard on. It’s ready to fucking burst. “You’re gonna need it.”

She holds out her hands, and I pull her up to her feet. Leaning down, she pulls her panties and sweats back up as I watch.

“You look good naked,” I say.

“Do you really have to go?”

I nod. “It’s okay, I’m gonna kill Marco later. This may be a good time to let you know that Angelo has ordered protection for all the women.”

She raises her eyebrow at me, but doesn’t seem surprised. “As in, a bodyguard?”

“Yeah, a bodyguard…”

“Hmm. I know.” She nods.

“What do you mean?… How do you know?”

She sighs. “Valentina rang me earlier. We’re having lunch this weekend. She was complaining about how she was under constant surveillance.”

“Valentina told you?” I quiz. Fucking typical.

Sage shrugs. “Why not? We talk all the time.”

“It’s for her own safety, yours too.” My eyes land back on her.

“What do you mean?” she asks, confused.

“There will be protection for you too.”

She looks at me strangely. “What?”

“Exactly that, Sage. It’s not even up for discussion. You have ties to us, and we can only assume we’re being watched, so it’s not safe for any of us right now.”

“I’m going to have someone following me?” She seems incredulous at the prospect. I don’t know what she expects.

“Yes,” I say. “So, one of my guys will stay at your door. Take you to work, that kind of thing.”

She stares at me. “Is he here now?”

I nod. “Yeah. I have a soldier waiting out in the lot as well.”

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