Page 104 of Eye of the Hurricane
“Only Luna knows.”
“When do you start?” I ask.
“I start three weeks from Monday. Until then I’ll continue shadowing and finishing my last course at DHU.”
“This is huge! You worked so hard for this. We should do something to celebrate,” I tell her.
“I had something in mind for that,” she says with a shrug.
“What did you have in mind? We’ll do whatever you want.”
“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about,” she starts, adjusting her necklace and twirling a piece of her hair. “All my life I’ve had a laser focus on this one thing. This one path. I didn’t leave room for much else. I made a strict plan and forced myself to never deviate from it. Until I met you, thenthe lines of the plan got blurry. Still though, I didn’t let myself step fully out of line. It was all to get here. And I finally did it. I guess what I’m trying to say is that the plan is over now and I have time. For this—us.” I don’t know if she’s done talking yet or not but I crash my lips into hers anyway. Because I’m not wasting another second not having this when it’s all that I want.
“I got the call and the first person I wanted to tell was you. I asked myself what all I wanted to do with my newfound freedom and all I could think of was you. It’s just you, that’s all I want.”
“Well, what are we still doing standing out here? Call an Uber. I’m ready to take you to bed. Have been since I saw the costume but especially now.”
“Andthatis what I had in mind to celebrate,” she says, ordering the ride. This woman’s going to be the death of me.
Chapter 29
Katherine
I’msure our driver would rather drive into oncoming traffic than have to drive us for a single second longer. All we’ve done is kiss the entire drive. Okay, maybe we’ve also got a little handsy too.
The driver parks in front of my house and clears his throat loudly. “We’re here.”
“Thank you so much!” we both reply. As soon as we step out of the car Ares sweeps me off of my feet and I wrap my legs around him. We stumble to the front door through broken kisses.
I fumble through my bag for my keys and hand them to Ares. He unlocks the door and walks inside, then tosses the keys to the kitchen counter with a loud clatter. He shoves the front door shut with his foot.
It’s always hot and feverish with Ares but this is another level. He pushes my body up against the door, pinning me between him and the hard surface. The cold of the door causes me to gasp.
“You’re addicting. This is all I ever think about,” hegrumbles in my ear. His mouth drags from my ear to my neck. He sucks the flesh there between his lips before nipping at it with his teeth. I moan in response.
He runs a hand up my thigh until it wraps around to my ass and gives a harsh squeeze. His lips are back on mine. I’m moaning in his mouth and I can feel him hardening between us.
“Take me to bed,” I pant out between kisses. He nods, walking to my bedroom. When we reach my bed he sets me on my feet beside it. He drops one last kiss on my lips before taking his time dismantling his costume.
While his focus is away from me I drop to my knees. I don’t know much about giving head considering I’ve never done it. The two things I do know about it are that I want to do it right now, and he’s damn well earned it.
When he turns around to find me on my knees he wraps a hand around my elbow, dragging me to my feet.
“Get up, you’re too fuckin’ pretty to be on your knees,” his voice is strained like that action took up all of the restraint he’s got in his body. He licks his lips looking down at me. A hot sensation builds in my chest.
“But I want to taste you,” I pout. A smirk tips at one corner of his mouth.
“You want to suck my cock, Kat?” I nod. “Then you’re going to do it with a soft mattress under your knees and my fingers buried inside of you so I can show you how I feel about that costume.”
“I’ve never done it before, it might not be good,” I admit. He chuckles to himself.
“It’s you, it’ll be good,” he assures me.
He unbuckles his belt and slides it through the loops. Hesets it on the side of the bed and strips down to nothing. He climbs onto the bed and lays flat.
“I should take all of this off,” I say, gesturing to the costume I’ve got on.
“Lose the tights and the panties. Keep the rest on.”
