“I look forward to the next,” he says, and his half-hard cock twitches against his thigh.
I blink and avert my eyes. “Oh, my god, you’re naked.”
Somehow I hadn’t realized.
“You took my underwear,” he says with amusement.
On the floor by my feet, camouflaged against all the black, I see my panties. I pick them up and hold them out to him with an overly wide smile.
“Here you go.”
An expression I’ve never seen comes over his face. It’s a shit-eating grin filled with challenge.
He snatches my underwear and bends down, stepping his feet into the leg holes. I watch, mouth agape, as he pulls them up to the bulk of his thighs and the material stretches to its limits. With a slow, deliberate tug, he gets his dick behind them, and snaps the band on his muscular hips.
He turns, showing off the thick globes of his ass sticking out the bottom of the panties while his tail snakes out the top.
“A tad small,” he says. “But very luxurious.”
I laugh. I can’t help it. He’s so…
A million words fly through my mind at once to describe him, but there isn’t one. The closest equivalent is…wonderful.
He’s sowonderful.
He laughs too and slides my panties off. I take off his boxers and we exchange underwear. Mine are still warm from the heat of his skin and something feels so right about that.
Rhazan leans in one more time, kissing my cheek as a fiery portal appears beside us.
“Good night, Firecracker,” he murmurs against my skin.
I turn into him and capture his lips, then bite the bottom one and suck it into my mouth. He groans, his hands tightening onmy arms. I release him with a pop and step toward the portal with a grin.
“Good night, RhazDaddy.”
twenty-five
Break-Ins and Big Threats
My body floats through the portal and I land in the pantry of our coffee shop. My euphoric mood is cut down by a blaring alarm and icy wind. My heart leaps into my throat and I run from the pantry to the front of the shop.
It’s destroyed, windows shattered, black paint splashed against the walls and furniture, display case broken. Glass snaps under my Docs and I look down to see my cute spiral galaxy cup broken in a dozen pieces. The star-speckled black saucers were thrown at random like frisbees.
I suck down a deep gasp of air and the fissure in my heart cracks open, spilling anger all over my chest.
We worked so hard.
This wasours.
Sirens scream in the distance. Red and blue lights flash across the wall, and I snap back into myself. I run up the stairs to theapartment and throw open the door. It’s dark, but there’s light coming from under their bedroom door.
“Zixin!” I yell as I run down the hall.
There’s a loud scrape on the other side of the door and then it opens. Zixin has a kitchen knife and teary hate in his eyes.
“They ruined it,” he murmurs. “Just like Ma and Ba’s wuguan.”
I push the knife aside and hug him. “But they didn’t get you.”
