Page 86 of Tempted By Blood


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“She should be right out, and we can get going.” I didn’t bother to correct him.

Leni was grabbing some last-minute items and chatting with one of her friends from Philadelphia. She’d told me the woman was a police detective but knew of the Order and had even married a former member. The notion was insane at best. I couldn’t fathom the idea of a cop married to one of our people, retired or not, though I wasn’t surprised. The Six bought many law enforcement, government officials, and political figures for various roles to maintain order, facilitate cover-ups, and offer bribes in return for silence and loyalty.

“Ready when you are, sir,” the man said, standing by the door with an accent I couldn’t quite place. I waved him off, motioning for him to wait in the car as the morning air was crisp.

His green eyes found mine, and he flashed another double row of teeth before turning and rounding the hood.

“Hope I didn’t make you wait too long.”

Leni pushed through the revolving door, her jacket catching the wind and flowing behind her. I greeted my girl with a smile, admiring her unrivaled beauty as she approached and pressed herself against me, stirring my cock to life.

“Not at all. Ready?” She nodded and rose to her toes for a quick kiss, but I caught her waist and pulled her into me. “Good morning, beautiful.”

She smiled against my mouth. “It was averygood morning. Thank you,” she said, biting my lip. “Who needs an alarm clock when a beautiful man replaces it with his tongue between my legs.” She backs up with a sly grin, allowing me to open the door. “You’re going to spoil me, and I’ll expect a tongue fuck every morning.”

“Don’t tempt me, love. I’m already addicted.”

I followed her into the vehicle and pulled her into my lap. “Come here.”

“Were you able to double-check the flight status?”

“I don’t care about that,” I muttered into her neck, suckling her soft skin.

Leni giggled when I hit that sweet spot behind her ear. “You don’t care about delays?” she asked innocently.

“No, I don’t give a damn about any of that right now. All I want are those pretty lips wrapped around my cock.”

She smiled and kissed my jaw. “Is that right?”

“I don’t know why you wore lipstick.” I fisted the back of her hair. “Ruin it.”

“Right here? Right now?” she teased, hand stroking my hard shaft.

I peered around her and closed the driver’s partition. He made eye contact with me briefly before disappearing behind the divider.

“On your knees.”

“Only for you.”

She slid off my lap and worked the buckle and buttons on my pants. “Have I ever told you that you have the prettiest dick I’ve ever seen?”

I tipped my head back and laughed, unsure if I took that as a compliment. Men don’t exactly want to think of their cocks as pretty.

“You know what’s pretty? The way your eyes water when my dick is halfway down your throat. Prettiest fucking sightI’veever seen.”

It was her turn to laugh as she stroked me and leaned in to swipe at the precum with her thumb before bringing it to her lip.

My balls strained at the sight, and I tightened my hold on her hair, tugging her to my mouth and kissing her roughly as I chased the taste of my arousal on her tongue.

Leni gazed deep into my eyes and leaned forward to kiss me again. “I think I could love you one day.”

A smile burned across my face, my heart stopping for a fraction of a second before roaring back to life.

“Fuck, woman, I think I love you right now.”

Her beaming smile turned mischievous as she squeezed my cock and ran her tongue up the underside.

“Oh…fuck, baby.” I let my head drop on the seat and closed my eyes as the heat of her mouth enveloped me. “Just like that.” I guided her down my shaft and held her in place as far as she could take me, the tip of my dick pushing with bruising force against the back of her throat. I could feel the slight innate fight in her, the instinct to seek oxygen. But I held firm. “That’s it. You can take it.”