Page 30 of The Aries Alliance
“If you say so.” He positioned his body on the edge of the couch.
For the first time, I noticed his bare feet, which were also prettier in person than in the photo. It didn’t make sense for such a tempting man to be in my presence when I needed my release.
“I’m excited about being in partnership with you. Let’s seal our deal with something real.” War rubbed his hands together as if he were cold.
“How? With a blood oath?” I asked mockingly, hoping to stop the wetness pooling at my center.
“Yes and no.”
“What the hell? Stop playin’.” I lowered my hands to my lap and squinted, sensing something shady was about to pop out of War’s mouth.
“Blood’s messy and too crude. But I am open to an old-school exchange of bodily fluids.”
My mind went to the gutter. I shook my head and checked my watch.
“That’s nasty, and I need to bounce. My friend’s waiting for me. Kiss my ass, War. Respectfully,” I added, recognizing it wasn’t his fault I was so horny and that God made him uber fine.
War snapped his fingers.
“That’s it. Stand up for me.”
“Why?” My heart raced as I imagined what War would do to me if I let him.
“Because I’m going to kiss your ass. It’s not like a real kiss, but it’ll do. Stand in front of me before you leave and let me give you something that’ll have you dreaming about me when you get back.”
My clit thumped.
“I’m not a whore.”
“I didn’t say you were, sweetheart. I just want to seal our deal in a special way. Please?” War pressed his hands together and turned his mouth downward, giving me the cutest puppy dog face I’d ever seen on a grown man.
I stood and pulled my dress down, logic quickly telling me this wasn’t a good idea. I took a big breath and sighed, remembering that nothing about this weekend made sense anyway. I might as well go all out with the ridiculousness. War was a genius when it came to feeding off my energy and pushing me to new limits.
“Okay.”
“Come here then.”
I kicked off my stilettos and stood tall with my butt in front of War’s face. When he gripped my hips and pulled me closer, I stumbled back, almost falling into his lap.
“Stay still for me.”
I took a deep breath, waiting for War’s lips to touch my butt check through my lacy dress. Instead, he reached for the hem of my dress and lifted it slowly above my thighs and then over my butt, pushing it to my waist. I gasped and closed my eyes as cool air hit my exposed ass. He held the dress up with one hand and palmed each cheek slowly.
“Damn, girl. I didn’t know you were working with all this fat ass.” His fingers traced the crack of my behind until it reached the outer lips of my vagina.
I remained silent, stunned at and aroused by War’s boldness. He smacked my butt, leaving a sting that felt surprisingly good. His magical touch distracted me from protesting about the physical boundaries he crossed.
As light as a feather, he placed his lips on the spot he smacked, kissing it and lightly sucking until my clit thumped. When I winced, he released a low chuckle and repeated the action on the opposite side.
“How does that feel, Scar?” His long fingers lifted my panties, which barely covered my wetness, and massaged my outer lips ever so lightly.
“War . . .” I shut my eyes and squeezed my butt cheeks, trying to slow down the intense sensations that made me want more of what he offered.
“Yes?” He spoke directly into my skin before gently biting it.
I rolled my eyes, relaxing my body and allowing him to take over. I didn’t want to resist the freaky direction War took me.
“That’s it. Let go, baby. You don’t have to be in control all the time. Let me do the work.”
