Chapter 148 148

Chapter 148 148

ROBYN

“Should I check on my best friend?” Tiptoeing, I cupped his rugged face with five o’clock shadow overdue for a trim. He was still handsome, though. God, I loved this man so freaking much.

“Fuck no. Don’t be a cockblocker. I’m sure she’s fine.” Humor flashed in his eyes, kissing my lips. “Let’s go to bed.”

“Okay. Give me two minutes. I’m going down to the kitchen.”

“Are you hungry? I can fix you something to eat.” This was what I loved about him. He didn’t care even if someone could cook for us. He’d do it by himself.

“No. I just need to rehydrate.”

“Baby, what are you doing? You know there’s water and something to drink in the kitchen on this floor.”

Okay, he got me. “Then I’ll go there.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “Let’s go.”

I hadn’t approved his proposition, but he had already taken my hand, dragging me outside the room.

“You don’t have to come with me.”

He hadn’t let go of my hand until we made it to the kitchen. “No, but I feel like you’re planning something fishy.”

“Wow.” I playfully slapped his ass, making him groan. “I swear, I was just worried about Piper.”

“They’re fine, baby.” He grabbed bottled water while I was searching for some flavored yogurt. “Wave will call me if things escalate between them.”

“You’re right.” I grabbed a spoon from the drawer and leaned against the counter. “You want some?”

“No thanks.”

“So, have you been to your therapy lately?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“Just asking. You slept soundly at night, even with this chaos around us.”

“Yeah. It’s crazy.” I expected more details, but that was all I got.

“Any update on their secret meeting? Have Moses and Lex been contacted by the devil for offers?”

He shook his head, but kept his gaze pinned on me. I felt a little self-conscious. When he dropped his smothering gaze down my chest, my nipples hardened against my silky white camisole.

“Babe, don’t look at me like that.” I scooped a spoonful of yogurt and shoved it into my mouth.

“Why not? I can look at you however I want.”

I rolled my eyes. “You know what I mean. Why don’t you go back to the room? I’ll be there in a minute.”

“No fucking way. You’re sexy when you eat.”

“Geez.” My cheeks burned. “Is there a thing I do that doesn’t turn you on?”

“Probably nothing.” He let his smirk spread across his lips. “You’re hot. Period.”

“You’re hot, too.” I licked my lips. “I don’t even know why you like me. Of course, you told me I’m beautiful, but there are more beautiful, tall, sexy women out there who would love to have you. You can pick up wilder women who would willingly let you take them to sex clubs.”

“Baby, I stopped going there for a reason. I did it for experience, to learn something, and mostly to numb the pain and fill something hollow inside me, but most of the time, as I walked out, it didn’t help. Yes, it broadened my imagination, my knowledge, and filled my curiosity, but that’s all. I wanna take you there because I want you to see that it’s not all lewd and bad. It’s also an art.”

“Like Kama Sutra.”

He smiled at me. “Yes, in modern-day interpretation.”

“Right.” What we did earlier was me stepping out of my comfort zone, and it was riveting and daring. I pressed my thighs together just thinking of doing it with the audience.

Maybe I wasn’t there, yet, at that point where I would be willing to participate, not even close, but maybe I’d try watching people exercise their sexual exploitation, as long as I was incognito.

“What are you thinking right now?” He reached out for my wrist across the island, tracing circles over my pulse. “Tell me.”

“Maybe I can watch, but definitely not join them, but I have to be anonymous.”

“Why? Are you ashamed if someone recognizes you?” His question didn’t offend me. I felt like he really wanted to know the reason.

“Not ashamed. Maybe inhibited, and I’m not ready to be in that kind of environment.” I tried to be as honest as I could. He would know if I was lying anyway.

“There’s a room for voyeur. The performers can’t see who’s watching them, but they know they have an audience. It’s completely private.”

I laughed softly. “You’re such a bad influence, Mr. Kolby.”

He smiled, clearly satisfied with my decision. “I will be with you, baby. And it’s normal to feel something, to be aroused. That’s the whole point of it.”

I pursed my lips. What the hell am I doing? “We’re definitely living in a diverse, expanding sexual orientation. So instead of engaging in digital intimacy, I might as well explore and live my life to the fullest, right?”

“Like watching porn?” He got up and rounded towards me. He then wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck. “You were amazing earlier. It’s not so bad to be bold and express it, isn’t it? No one is judging you. In fact, I commend your courage. How does it feel?”

“Weird.”

“Weird?” He nipped the skin on my neck, making me squirm. I bit my bottom lip as he began to run his tongue around it. “Why is it weird? Tell me, baby.”

“Because I haven’t done it before, and you surely did. Did you enjoy it?” My voice shook at the end.

“Yes. I fucking enjoyed it. Watching you pleasure yourself drove me crazy. I have never come so hard like that by jacking off. And you were fucking beautiful, so bold and free.”

“I don’t know what came into me,” I admitted. I was pushing my boundaries, “but it was fun.”

“Next time we’re gonna use sex toys.” He pressed his rigid cock against my lower back, allowing me to feel how much talking about wild sex with me could turn him on. His hand came to my chest, cupping one breast, tracing circles over my taut nipple. “Don’t worry, we’ll set some limits. You can always say no.” His voice dropped into a husky whisper.

I sucked in a breath. My heart pounded against my ribs in nervousness and excitement. My skin tightened. My clit ached, and wetness pooled between my thighs.

“And you’re going to like it,” he whispered into my ear, making me shiver. “You will ache for it. You will beg for more, and you’re gonna be beautiful and hot spread on the bed.”

I licked my dry lips and cleared my throat. “Um. I think I’m done eating.”

He chuckled. “I’m fucking hard right now.”

“It’s not that obvious. I couldn’t even feel it,” I joked as I drank down my embarrassment of being horny. I almost choked on water.

In one swift motion, he spun me around, grabbed my wrist, and pinned them behind me with one hand, while the other came to the back of my head and slammed his mouth into mine, kissing me hard, biting my bottom lip, demanding dominance.

I let him. I opened my mouth for him, and he glided his tongue inside, swirling in my mouth, tasting the yogurt I had eaten. I moaned as he sucked on my tongue and pressed his hard cock against my core.

I wanted to ground against him. I wanted to seek relief from the intense ache in my pussy. I wanted him to spin me around, bend me over, pull my shorts down my knees, and take me hard. But my fantasy all disappeared when he pulled away.

My chest heaved in dismay. I groaned inwardly.

He looked at me with under his lust lust-filled gaze as if he was so proud of his work of art. And then he released my wrists. “I’m counting the days, baby. Let’s go to bed.”

I was still pressed against the island when his phone rang. I didn’t even know he brought it with him. We looked at each other.

“Who would call me at this hour?”

“You'd better go check it.”

He quickly grabbed his phone and checked.

He frowned and answered, “Dad, are you okay?”

I loved him for not keeping grudges against Lex. I could see now where he got all his qualities. He was kind, generous, and caring to people, animals, and the world we lived in.

“What? What do you mean he didn’t show up to his AA meeting?”