Page 25 of Fearless
“You know that’s not true,” Mari scolded, finally bringing Hades’ front paws down to the ground.
I pulled the cigar from my mouth and leaned back in my chair. “Then get over here and show me how untrue it is.”
She gave me a sultry look that made me so fucking hard before striding over. Sliding a hand along the back of my shoulders, she leaned down to kiss me. I knew she meant it to be a quick, sweet peck designed to be appropriate in the company of others right in front of us.
Naturally, I couldn’t allow that.
I grabbed the back of her neck to prevent her escape before molding my mouth to hers. Soft and pliant, her lips opened for my invading tongue. My other hand grabbed the back of her thigh, pulling her around my leg so her sweet ass could take a seat in my lap.
She stopped resisting before ever sitting down, wrapping both hands around my neck to tongue-fuck my mouth with the same intense passion. This woman got me hotter than metal pipes in the sun and I didn’t give a fuck who was in the front row audience. To be completely honest, I hoped Gunner got a sense of what he was missing now, and would think twice about blowing her off.
I smiled woozily as we came up for air. The booze, her lips, and the wild fucking realization that this woman loved me, hit me all at once in a heady rush.
“Now I hope to whatever fucking god that still listens that you don’t kiss my dog like that,” I teased, circling my arms around her waist.
“Only right before I’m about to see you,” she dished back with a swat to my chest.
“That must be why you taste so good,” I laughed.
“Hey.” Her arms tightened around my neck as her lips brushed my ear. “I came to tell you something serious actually.”
“Something wrong, sugar?” I cupped the side of her neck, pulling back to look at her.
“No, it’s just,” she bit her lip, visibly nervous, “Jandro asked me to come over tonight and I said yes.”
“Really?” I squeezed around her tighter, a grin spreading on my face. “Finally getting some alone time, huh?”
“I guess.” Her gorgeous eyes twinkled and a smile pulled at her lips. She was excited about this, which just made my heart fucking soar.
“You spending the night there?”
“I’m not sure, maybe. We’ll see how it goes first.”
“I won’t wait up for you,” I said with a kiss to her nose. “If you’re in bed with me in the morning, great. If not, that’s good too. It means you’re in a safe place with someone I trust.”
“You’re sure?”
“Of course I’m sure, beautiful. Hell, you’ve already spent the night in a tent with him.”
“Nothing happened back then.”
“I know. Even if it did, I was being an ass and we all know it. You would’ve been entitled to a revenge-fuck.”
“Reaper!”
“It’s true. Anyway,” I patted my fingers on her hip, “I’m glad you two are progressing, sugar. I know he’ll make you happy, but in the event he fucks up, his ass is mine at Fight Night.”
“He said the same thing about you,” she groaned, rolling her eyes.
“See? You have good taste in men.”
“Or the worst,” she grumbled, but was unable to hide her smile as her fingers played with the hair on the back of my neck. “So I’ll see you tomorrow?”
“You better.” I closed my fist in her hair and pulled her mouth to mine again, sinking my teeth into her plump lip just enough to make her gasp. The territorial part of me wanted her to feel my bite when she kissed Jandro. “Have fun, sugar. I love you.”
“Love you,Rory,” she snickered against my neck and bounced away before I could spank her for calling me that.
With a final head scratch and kiss for Hades, she left through the pool gate and headed down the street toward Jandro’s shop.
