Page 135 of The Sweetest Devotion

Those shots were good and the food was delicious. Pool would take another go, but I did enjoy my time at On Tap enough to come back.

“Yeah,” I said.

Keith’s hand took mine and squeezed gently. “Good, because we’re leaving now.”

I should’ve held my ground and put up a fight, but after not seeing him for weeks, there was no place else I wanted to be.

“We have to stop by Jay’s. I packed an overnight bag,” I said.

“Of course you did.”

I tilted my head back, grinning up at him. “Mad?”

Confused, Keith perked a brow. “Why would I be mad when I came to get you?”

Giddiness took over as I walked with him back to where Jadyn was in the booth.

“I’m heading out, Jay,” I said as I patted Keith’s bicep. “Sorry to abandon you.”

Jadyn wasn’t offended in the least. In fact, a wicked grin had me curious. “Oh, don’t be. Just thought of a much-needed pool scene for my script.”

Oh God. Here we go.

I trusted Jadyn more than anyone in my life these days, so I knew she was working on a masterpiece that I’d love by the time I got my hands on it.

“Let me guess, the male lead’s name isKenneth?” I quipped.

Jadyn chuckled as she stood from the booth and grabbed her purse. “Whaaat? Do I look like the type of person who would be so obvious?”

I deadpanned. She had named the bougie man Kenneth. Great.

“Do I want to know what’s goin’ on?” Keith asked.

Jadyn put on her best innocent act. “Nah, you don’t.”

Keith was still confused, and I couldn’t help but laugh. I hoped whatever Jadyn was writing ended with a happily ever after. Not all of us were so lucky.

After stopping by Jadyn’s on the way to Keith’s to get my bag, and deciding to leave my Lexus because of my two shots, Keith brought me to his house. My hormones were suddenly raging and one step in the front door and I was on him.

“What time you on?” Keith’s husky chuckle liquified my insides, leaving me wet and horny.

“It’s been forever,” I whined as I stepped out of my heels.

I all but tugged him to his bedroom where I was ready to tear off his clothes with my teeth if I had to. I quickly undid my jeans and let them pool to the floor before I mounted Keith in my bodysuit.

Only, he wasn’t matching my energy. He held me at a distance as I attempted to kiss my way from his neck to his mouth.

“We can’t,” he said as he sat back on the bed.

I reeled back, confused, needy, desperate. “Please?” I took his hand and let him cup me, showing him how much I wanted it.

Keith moved the seat of my suit to the side and brushed along my entrance. The tip of one of his fingers entered me and I bit my lip and felt myself sink down on his hand for more.

“So greedy,” he mumbled as he removed his hand.

My eyes flew open and I pouted. I wanted it, anyway he wanted to give it to me.

Reading the frustration on my face, Keith came and laid me down, hovering over me. He stuck his finger into my mouth and watched as I sucked it dry.

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