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But she only rolled her eyes. I couldn’t even feel her pulse racing, like it always did.

I felt sick to my stomach.

What the—shit, surely she wasn’t serious about being through with me?

Panic filled me.

It couldn’t be too late.

I bent to her throat. There was no way she could resist this. I gave her hair a little pull, took her skin in my teeth and ran my tongue down to her clavicle.

She tasted delicious, silky sweet skin.

“No one tastes like you,” I groaned in her ear, feeling so desperate to touch her again, to feel her hands on my body.

But she only shrugged me off and walked away.

“Come on, Rosalie,” I pleaded. “Give me a chance. I can prove I’ll be a good boyfriend.”

“Beg on your knees, then.”

CHAPTER 15

Rosalie

Ithought that would shut him up and start a fight but, to my astonishment, Kingsley instantly dropped to his knees in front of the entire band and began to crawl toward me.

Cornelius’ jaw was practically unhinging like a ventriloquist’s dummy as he watched him, and Eunice’s eyes were as wide as saucers.

“Damage—your reputation—the role?—"

“Give me a chance,” Kingsley said, his eyes locked on me as he moved, one slow and seductive motion at a time, the muscles of his broad shoulders flexing and stretching.

I said nothing, my fingers curling into my skirt as I watched him.

He was down on the floor, on the fuckingfloor,in front of everyone else.

And still he crawled toward me, his eyes fixed on mine, each movement deliberate and slow, dragging it out to make sure I saw every single inch he obeyed me.

“What, didn’t think I’d do it?” he asked, in response to the astonishment that must have been all over my face.

“No, I didn’t.”

“Baby girl, I’ll be the best fucking relationship guy you’ve ever seen.”

“I don’t think you can do it,” I said, but Kings heard that note in my voice, the way my voice dropped an octave as he knelt at my feet.

“I can. Let me show you.”

“No.”

“One date. Just one.”

I hesitated, my skin buzzing with how close he was, how good he smelled.

“Have you ever seen me beg for anything in my life?”

No, no, I hadn’t.