Contents ( 50)
- Contents
- Chapter One
- Kylo
- Chapter Two
- Saint
- Chapter Three
- Kylo
- Chapter Four
- Saint
- Chapter Five
- Kylo
- Chapter Six
- Saint
- Chapter Seven
- Kylo
- Chapter Eight
- Saint
- Chapter Nine
- Kylo
- Chapter Ten
- Saint
- Chapter Eleven
- Kylo
- Chapter Twelve
- Saint
- Chapter Thirteen
- Kylo
- Chapter Fourteen
- Saint
- Chapter Fifteen
- Kylo
- Chapter Sixteen
- Saint
- Chapter Seventeen
- Kylo
- Chapter Eighteen
- Saint
- Chapter Nineteen
- Kylo
- Chapter Twenty
- Saint
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Kylo
- Epilogue
- Kylo
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Lila Rose
- Connect with Lila Rose
- Releasing next year:
- West's Story
I smirked. “Was the date that good you can’t stop thinkin’ about it?”
“Something like that,” he replied with a laugh, but it wasn’t a normal one for him. “Do you roughly know when I’ll next be on?”
“No, not until it comes up.”
“Right.” He nodded.
“Okay,” I said.
He nodded once more and walked to the door.
Stop! Come back. Get to your knees and fuckin’ pleasure me. By the way, you’re an asshole for getting my dick addicted to your mouth.
I wondered if he would want my dick in his mouth again. It’d be so fucking wrong to ask, and very damn greedy.
Could I be greedy?
“Kylo,” I called as his hand touched the doorknob that I wished was my knob.
Fucking hell.
“Yeah?” he asked, looking over his shoulder.
Open your fucking mouth and just ask. It wouldn’t be weird. Who was I kidding? It’d be beyond weird.
I shook my head. “Nothin’, have a good night.”
He shook his head and turned. “No, you were going to say somethin’. What was it?”
Fuck.
I shrugged. “Can’t remember.”
He stared at me, crossing his arms over his chest. “Bullshit,” he stated.
Prick.
I glared. “It’s fuckin’ not.”
He cocked a brow.
I’d never really looked at him before. He wasn’t bad looking for a guy. Young, but I knew he was twenty-three. All right, Jesus Christ, I’d admit he was damn good-looking in his suit. Even in his normal gear. His dark hair was opposite to my blond, but his was shaved at the sides, longer on top. His blue eyes were like a fucking clear blue sky….
What the fuck was I thinking?
“Go get changed and get outta here,” I told him. I wasn’t giving in to my desire for his mouth.
His jaw clenched. There was no doubt in my mind he wanted to argue some more, and I kind of did too because it was making me hard, and if it came down to it, I would win. But hell, arguing with him would lead to me asking for his mouth.
I wasn’t doing it.
As soon as he was out of here, I could leave since Country was taking over for the night. Then I could call a hookup, meet her someplace, and get head.
Would it be as good as Kylo?
I didn’t know, but I fucking prayed it would be.
Jenny had a good mouth on her. It’d been a while since I’d used her, and at least she knew it’d be just a one-night thing. She wasn’t looking for anything serious.
I grabbed my phone to do just that when Kylo asked, “What were you thinkin’?”
“Nothin’, now get outta here so I can go. Country will be here to take over soon.” I opened up the chat with Jenny and started to type something out.
“You’re callin’ a hookup?” Kylo asked, his voice hard.
I jolted and turned in the chair to where he stood close, looking over my shoulder. “What the fuck you think you’re doin’?” I clipped.