“Don’t you have a plane to catch?” I asked as my eyelids fluttered closed.
“Not until I've tasted what’s mine,” he said, his voice deeper than before.
My eyes opened just in time to see him drop to his knees—one of the most dangerous men in the world, on his knees—for me.My chest rose and fell rapidly as he pulled my legs apart, hooking them over his shoulders. He ran a single finger up and down my folds, sending an electric wave of pleasure through me.
“So wet for your demon,” he murmured as he inhaled my scent. I found my mouth falling open for the second time. Did he just—
“I have dreamt of tasting you for nearly a fucking decade, so forgive me if this gets a bit messy,” he continued, keeping his eyes on my core. He looked like a man starved, rabid—feral. Primal.
Before I could respond, his tongue was on me, and I saw heaven’s gates slipping away from me. The sins I committed for this demon were my one-way ticket to hell, and I welcomed it. My hands went to his head as he licked my clit over and over slowly. Up and down. He was torturing me.
“Col,” I whimpered. “Please.”
He looked up at me, smiling harshly as he kept his pace. Then he bent, impaling me with his tongue, lapping me up.
“Oh,” I cried as he growled, his hands wrapping around my thighs.
“If that agent ever catches me, and I get put on death row, this pussy will be my last meal before they put me in the chair,” he hissed against my clit before he slammed a finger into me, flicking my clit with that wicked tongue.
“You can’t—you won’t be on death row,” I breathed as my legs began to shake, my hands stroking his head.
He grunted, burying his face in my pussy like it was the last thing he would ever taste. He rose higher on his knees, bringing the lower half of my body with him as his arm held me up under my ass. This man was bending me like a pretzel.
Bending me to his will, feasting on me like he could survive on me alone.
“This is the closest to heaven I'll ever be,” he groaned into my clit, the vibrations stirring me even more, leisurely thrusting a single finger in and out of me.
Those ice eyes snapped down at me.
“Come on my tongue. Feed me, Karina.” He latched onto my sensitive bundle of nerves and sucked, groaning into me.
I was gone. Words left my mouth, but my brain couldn’t register what they were. I bucked and squirmed, clinging to his head as he continued to fuck me with his face through my orgasm. Many minutes passed—or hours. I didn’t know. My body was trembling with pleasure, as he licked me slowly.
“Such a good girl,” he praised between his kisses while I came down from my high. He sat me down gently before standing up, his handsome face glistening with me. I moaned at the sight.
“You are sexy with my cum on your face,” I breathed, my body spent. He smirked at me.
“Seeing you well fucked is a work of art, angel.”
I smiled up at him, my heart happy. My Col wasback.
His smirk fell as his face grew serious. “Ever been to Boston?”
Chapter Twelve
Haley
I stared at my best friend, jaw hanging open.
“He…?” I trailed off, struggling to comprehend it all.
“Yes.” Kay was standing above me, dressed in a black dress that clung to her body, stopping at her knees. She was wearing Christian Louboutin’s. She had makeup on, including blood red lipstick. Her straight blonde hair was smoothed back into a high ponytail, making her blue eyes seem fiercer. She looked like a different person, but at the same time, she was still Kay.
Bella had opened the curtains today, allowing the sun to break through the glass and shatter the stiff darkness of this room. I ached to get out of this bed and after enough begging, she let me earlier this morning. She stood close as I swung my feet over the bed, and she was overjoyed when I stood up on my own. It was painful. I wouldn’t lie to myself about that; my torso stretched fully for the first time in weeks, and the weight of my upper body pressing down on my sore hip wasn’t fun either. Apparently, one of those assholes kicked me in the hip as well.
Everything about that night was a blur, but the memory of that morning was the first thing that entered my mind every time I woke up here. James over me, enveloping me in his warmth and love as he thrust into me, telling me how much he loved me over and over again.
“Princess…”
