Page 23 of Touch of Smoke
He put a finger under her chin and tilted her head up until her gaze met his. “You know you’re okay if she doesn’t,” he said. “Right? I know it hurts when she disappoints you, but you’re still standing, bae. You’re still pushing forward and accomplishing your dreams, with or without her validation.”
She sucked in a huge breath and released it. “You’re right,” she said. “Let’s not talk about that anymore. You said you were ordering dinner.”
“Yeah, I am, but I was waiting for you so you could look at the menu.”
“Oh, okay, well are you gonna move and get the menu so I can see it?” she asked.
“Uh uhn,” he replied. “Not yet.” Then he leaned in and licked her bottom lip before pulling it into his mouth.
She flattened her palms on his chest and leaned back out of reach of his lips. “I’m hungry,” she said. “I was irritated, but now I’m hungry.”
He frowned. “Big baby,” he said. Then tweaked her nose. “But first, I do have to tell you something.”
“What’s that?”
“Remember we were talking about the cash-on-hand you need to get some things done by the opening date?”
She nodded. “Yeah,” she said. “And I told you I had some people I knew that might be interested in investing.”
He hadn’t told her he had some people he could ask too, just in case he hadn’t been able to come through for her, but now since he had… “I talked to a guy I’ve known for a very long time today and he agreed to become an investor. He even has a supplier that he works with out in Vegas, but he’s certain he’d be able to help you out too.”
Her eyes went wide. “Oh, wow,” she said, then giggled. “Wow.”
“Wow as in a good thing, right?” He wondered because she wasn’t really giving him the jumping up and down, screaming and clapping reaction he’d been looking for.
“Yes. Yes! Definitely a good thing.”
“Then why are you looking so serious?”
“I’m just trying to figure out how best to thank you,” she said then pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.
Her hands were still on his chest and she started to lower them.
“I mean, I could be a good girl and take my mother’s advice,” she said, lowering her gaze to meet her hands at the buckle of his pants. “’Cause you just said you wouldn’t turn down any sex I threw your way.”
His dick jumped the moment her fingers brushed over it as she unbuckled the belt, undid the button on his pants and then the zipper.
“Now, I want it on record that I never said that was part of our business deal,” he said then had to cut himself off and swallow as she dipped her hand into the slit of his boxers and pulled out his semi-erect dick.
“No, you didn’t,” she said and then looked up at him—a sexier look he was positive he had never seen on any woman before. “But you did say that you wouldn’t pass it up.”
She worked him in her hand, starting at the base of his dick, then twisting her wrist as she stroked him all the way to the tip. He shivered then as tendrils of pleasure soared down his spine and landed in his balls. He had to blink a couple of times to clear his mind enough to speak again. “You just gonna play with my dick right here in the kitchen?” he asked.
And almost cried when she shook her head. “Nope. I’m gonna suck your dick right here in the kitchen.”
There was a brief moment when he couldn’t think again, couldn’t decide if this was a good thing or a fuckin’ fantastic thing. And if it was going to be a regular thing whenever he made her extremely happy, then shit, he planned to do that as often as he possibly could.
Now that she had him free, she lowered herself until she was on her knees and her face was aligned with his dick. He reached down to cup her cheeks, tilting her head up again so he could see her. “I love you,” he said. “I’ve always loved you.”
When her lips spread into a smile, he thought his heart was going to beat right out of his chest.
“I love you too,” she whispered. “I’ve always loved you.”
Then, there was no more time for words, unless the groans and grunts that fell from his lips the moment she closed her warm, wet mouth over his length counted. She didn’t give him a second to catch his breath but took him deep, letting his dick tap the back of her throat until she gagged. “Oh, fuck!” he roared. He fisted his hands in her hair and tried like hell not to come right at that moment.
Her hands were braced on his thighs and she released him enough so that saliva dripped from his dick and her lips. Those pretty ass fuckin’ lips. When he caught her glancing up at him,he moved a hand and traced her bottom lip. It was already swollen and wet and his dick jumped at the sight. He slid one finger, then two into her mouth, pressing them back to her throat in the same way she’d taken his dick.
“Fuckin’ beautiful,” he groaned. “You are so damn beautiful, baby.”
