Page 39 of Divine Sense

“What’s wrong? Is everything okay?” he questioned as we moved through the crowd of people.

“Just smile and look normal, Mr. Vesey, I need you for just a moment,” I encouraged through a smile. For a guy who doesn’t want anyone to know there’s something going on between us, he’s doing a pretty terrible job of hiding the fact that he cares about me as more than a client.

We continued to walk together side by side until we reached a door that led into a small closet where the house keepers kept the cleaning supplies and old towels. I swung the door open after a quick glance over my shoulder and pulled him inside behind me.

“Magnolia, what is going on?” He looked down at me and tried to catch my glance but I ignored him. My hands were moving towards his belt as I slipped out of my heels.

“I said I needed you,” I reminded him with my eyes locked on the thing my body so badly desired.

“Yeah, I know—hey stop, what are you doing?” He caught my wrists in his hands and pinned them at my sides.

“You said you were uncomfortable,” I added, tilting my head to the side, hoping he would catch on. He blew out a breath and shook his head at me.

“Yes, I did?—”

“Okay, so you’re uncomfortable and I’m needy.” I yanked my hands free when I felt his grip loosen and undid his belt quickly. “Let me take care of both of us.” I’d started to drop to my knees in front of him when he looped his hands under my arms and pulled me to my feet again.

“Magnolia, no. Not here. Not now. Absolutely not?—”

“Why not?” I whined, pressing my body to his in the tight closet. I slipped my hand down his chest and started to play with him through his expensive wool suit. He grinded his head in a circle, the sensation of my hand on his cock winding him up quickly. I felt him start to grow under his pants and pressed up to my toes to bring my lips to his neck.

“Come on Jack,” I whispered into his ear, “Let me take you in my mouth. I’ll do whatever you say and follow whatever stupid rules you set if you let me have this. I want it. I want you.” My hand gripped him harder and my body was nearly quivering against him.

“This is such a bad idea.” He was looking up towards the sky, as if he was talking to God or some other higher power, before he brought his hand to my neck and pulled me into a deep, almost painful kiss. When his lips met mine my body was engulfed in so much lust that I thought I was on fire. When our eyes met again,it was as if another side of Kolbi had come out and replaced the buttoned up, professional version of him that had been in the room not even thirty seconds earlier. “Get on your knees, angel, show me what that pretty mouth of yours can do.”

I flashed him a naughty grin before doing what he asked and dropping to my knees in front of him. I made quick work of his belt and pulled his pants to his knees. Once his dick was free, I wrapped my fingers around it and stroked it a few times before placing my lips around it. He groaned with appreciation and ran his fingers through my hair which fell behind my shoulders in loose, Hollywood waves. I felt him grow even more as I continued to suck him off. When I glanced up towards his face, I found him looking down at me, watching me as if I was the greatest show he’s ever seen. He was chewing on his bottom lip in an attempt to hold back his moans. I moved my mouth around his cock and brought a hand to his shaft, matching the movements of my mouth with my hand. Once I found a rhythm, I moved with precision and after a few minutes, felt his fingers grip my hair even tighter.

“You are so fucking good at that,” he growled as he loomed over me. I used my free hand to hold onto the back of his calf, bracing myself against him as he’s started to thrust himself in and out of my mouth.

“Yeah, let me fuck your mouth like a good girl,” he moaned and I felt myself nod in approval. I’d never liked doing this with Daniel because he always made it seem like a requirement. With Kolbi though, it felt like a goddamn gift. Knowing that I got him off like this made me feel good, feel desired, and that was something I’d never felt with Daniel.

“You’re going to make me come,” he warned. I nodded my head again. “You want me to come in your mouth? Is that what you want?” I nodded again and gripped his leg tighter, silently begging for him to give me what I wanted. With a few morethrusts, I felt the warmth of his climax hit the back of my throat and he quickly pulled me off of him. He was panting and bracing himself up on his knees as I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. He lifted his head to look around the closet and handed me a towel from the shelf. Once I was done using it, I tossed it to the floor and pushed myself up to my feet. He wrapped his hand around the small of my waist and pulled me in. “You are a very bad girl, Miss Sinclair.”

“That’s funny, because I’m pretty sure you just told me I was a good girl,” I teased. As if to put a stop to my arguing, he shoved his tongue down my throat and kissed me like his last breath depended on it.

“If we weren’t in this tiny closet in the middle of a very public function, I would lay you down and call you all kinds of things.” He pinched my ass which made me yelp before bringing his hand to the bottom of my chin, tilting it up so I had to look at him. He studied me intently as if he was lost in thought. I traced his full, bottom lip with my finger before he kissed it.

“We should get back to dinner,” I offered knowing good and well that everyone would be called to eat soon.

“We should,” he started. The way he said it made it seem like there was more he wanted to say.

“But…”

“Would you like to go on a date with me?”

I was so taken aback by his question that I literally took a step away from him.

“A date? You’re asking me on a date?” I felt my eyebrows push closer to my hairline.

“What? You don’t want to go on a date with me?” he asked as he pulled his pants above his waist again and redid his belt.

“No, I do. I’m just surprised you’re asking. You were the one who’s all about ‘keeping this a secret.’”

“You know as well as I do why we need to.” He redid the button of his jacket which had come undone. While I knew he was right, I still didn’t like it. I knew my parents would freak if they knew we were seeing one another. But maybe they wouldn’t? My mother was still holding out hope that Daniel and I would reunite, but Kolbi was just as successful as Daniel is, if not more. Maybe it wouldn’t be a big deal if they knew?

“I know.” I wrapped my bottom lip around my teeth and looked at him. “I’d love to go on a date with you.”

He pulled me in again by my waist and kissed me on the forehead with so much tenderness and care that I felt my insides start to wilt. Before opening the closet door, he knelt down and helped me back into the stilettos I had slipped off. One at a time, he took my foot and slid my heel back on for me.

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