Page 171 of Drown Like Heaven
This was also the first time I’d even seen Micah with someone other than myself. I didn’t like it. I hated being reminded of everything they’d done together, that they had their own brand of intimacy—which I wasn’t a part of. Dakota actuallylikedhim, somehow.
She didn’t know him like I did.
He was playing with the ends of her hair, twirling them between his fingers, looping them around his knuckles.
“You want her to blow you?” Micah asked me, his icy stare fixed on my expression, watching me. A cold sweat instantly broke out across my back. It was about the last thing I expected to hear come out of his mouth.
“What the fuck?” I nearly choked.
“Did you not hear me?”
“I must’ve heard wrong,” I gritted out. “Sounded like you were asking if I wanted my dick sucked by the girl sitting on your lap. No idea why you would ask that, so I must’ve misheard.”
“You didn’t mishear.”
Dakota’s eyes were bouncing back and forth between the two of us. I could see from here the way she was pressing her thighs together, see her flushed cheeks and parted lips. Did he discuss this with her already, or was she as surprised as me? I couldn’t tell.
“That’s insane.” I adjusted how I was sitting as heat flooded my groin.
“Is it? You’re looking at her like you want your dick in her mouth.”
“You’re bluffing.”
“I’m not.”
He was just wicked enough that I couldn’t confidently say he was lying.
“Are you being serious? Are you seriously asking me this?”
“Yes. If you want her to suck your cock, she will. Why not? It’s just a blowjob.” He was rubbing her back now, like she was his possession he was preparing to use. It was so fucked. “You seem tense.”
Yeah. I am goddamn tense. Because I’ve been fucking the girl on your lap for weeks, and now she apparently belongs to you.
“I’m not tense.”
“That’s a lie.”
I fought the urge to roll my eyes. “Just a blowjob?” I echoed. “Feels like you’re trying to trick me into something.”
“I’mofferingyou something, because it seems like you want it.”
I had to bite my tongue to stop myself from snapping back at him. This conversation was already exposing too much of thebitterness between us, and I didn’t want Dakota to find out any more. For whatever reason, it seemed like Micah didn’t want her to know either. Maybe that was the reason for the pointless dinners: a guise of normalcy.
“So, right here, right now?”
“Yes.”
Freak. I didn’t respond, running my tongue over my teeth.
Micah whispered something in Dakota’s ear and she stood up, then paced over to me, her eyes so big and gorgeous and her expression so nervous.Are both of you fucking with me?Her little tank top was doing nothing to conceal the hard points of her nipples.
I was in pure disbelief.
This had to be some game between them, and I was the collateral damage.
Or maybeDakotawas the collateral, and this was Micah getting back atme.
Could’ve gone either way. Regardless, Micah was the puppet master of it all.
