I refused all his offers to ease my period cramps with his magic fingers the last few days. I wouldn’t, had he used my mouth to get off after that amazing orgasm in the bath, but hedidn’t, so I saidnoevery time.
We kissed, we cuddled, and his big hands roaming my body drove me wild... but we haven’t fucked all week, and I’m apparently addicted to his cock because surviving those days washard.
“I’m sorry,” he finally says. “I’m just... worried, okay? I was miles away.”
“That doesn’t excuse you. And why are you worried? It was Noretto’s idea to side with Carter. He won’t try anything.”
Koby comes closer, grasps my waist, and leans in, taking my mouth in a long, slow kiss that leaves me breathless, and slick between my thighs.
“It’s you I’m worried about.” He drops his forehead to mine.
Oh...
Damnit, how does he always know what to say?
I wrap my arms around his neck, pecking his nose. “I’ll be at Carter’s with three bodyguards and the girls. I’ll be okay.”
He exhales a deep, minty breath, then seals my lips with another kiss, but I pull back quickly.
“I’m already turned on, Koby. Don’t make it worse.”
“I can make it better.” His lips move to the crook of my neck and his open-mouthed kisses make my toes curl, melting anger into raw want. “We have time.”
“No. We havetenminutes. That’s not enough.”
He nips my earlobe, already lifting me into his arms. “That’s plenty. I only need three to get you off.”
“I saidno.” I smack the back of his head. “I don’t want a quickie. I’ve been thinking about you inside me every single day for the last week and I want it to last.”
His jaw flexes, dark eyes dragging over my face before he sets me down like the good boy he is.
“Fine, but I want you wet for me all evening. Think about me. About everything you want me to do.”
“I’m hanging out with the girls for the first time tonight, and you want me to ignore them and imagine your mouth on me?”
“That’s what we’re starting with? Good choice.”
He takes my hand, lacing our fingers, and leads me to the hallway where a pair of brand-new black heels waits.
They match my dress.
When Koby asked what I’d wear to the girls’ night, my first thought was black. Anton forced me into cute pastel colors, so I need something different. The dress is short, figure-hugging but still elegant, and judging by how Koby’s eyes burn when I bend down to slip on the heels, the hem riding high on my thighs, he approves.
We exit the apartment, and I pause, spotting a tall man waiting outside. His gaze flicks over me as he inclines his head.
“That’s Apollo,” Koby supplies, his hand urging me forward by the small of my back. “He’ll be looking after you tonight.”
“Oh, okay...” I give him a small wave, watching him move to fetch the elevator.
I want to ask why he’s here but bite my tongue.
We take the elevator straight down to the underground parking lot, and the mystery of Apollo’s presence is solved when he opens the back door of a huge SUV. I slide in first, my back ramrod straight when I spot two people already inside.
Broadway sits sprawled across the opposite seat, arm slung over the shoulders of a very pregnant girl.
“Hey,” I greet, shifting to make room for Koby. “You must be Violet. I’m Leilani.”
Violet smiles, her face softening. “You’ve kept us waiting a while. We’ve been dying to meet you.”
