Page 150 of Redeeming the Villain
When we get out to the lobby after the game, Alora and Blair are waiting for Griffin and me.
Alora’s face lights up instantly, and my heart fucking melts. Every win feels better with her—hell, life feels better with her.
Dropping my bag to the ground, I charge over to her, cupping her face and crashing my lips to hers. She quickly finds my rhythm, kissing me back with the same intensity.
She moans softly into my mouth, only loud enough for me to hear in the bustling lobby. But it makes my dick twitch in my pants. God, I’m never going to get enough of her. It’s impossible.
When we pull apart, her eyes are on fire. She’s just as turned on as I am. Her lips tip into a devilish smirk, and an idea pops into my mind. A bad one … one we definitely shouldn’t do.
Throwing my bag over my shoulder, I take her hand in mine. “See you back at the house, Griff.”
“You too,” he murmurs with confusion, but doesn’t bother to ask any questions. It’s better that way anyway.
“Malik,” Alora squeals as I lead her down a quieter hallway, one she’s been down before.
I twist the knob of the overstock equipment room, and when it opens, I smile, pulling her inside behind me and flipping the light switch on.
Maybe she won’t feel comfortable with this, or maybe she will want to go back home first.
But as I turn to face her, I realize that my little Bug likes some adventure. Her hands are on my jaw, and her lips are on mine instantly, her tongue delving into my mouth with greed.
Leaning back against the door, I lock it before circling my hands around her waist.
“I need you so fucking bad,” I groan into her parted lips.
She nods with her kiss as her dainty fingers find the bottom of my sweatshirt. The moment her hands slip beneath it and explore my abs, my cock twitches.
She loves my body and has no problem showing her adoration, making me fucking feral as she runs her hands up my pecs and then over my shoulders, tugging me closer to her.
Sucking her bottom lip between my teeth, I nibble at it, and a moan vibrates through her and into me.
She whimpers. “I want you.”
I push my joggers and boxers down, and my erection springs free, bouncing between us. “Get on your knees and beg me for it.”
Her eyes darken as she flicks her gaze down at my pulsing cock and back to my heated stare. She wets her lips as she wraps her hand around my shaft, dropping to her knees before me.
With her eyes big and sultry, she takes my tip into her mouth, circling her tongue repeatedly.
I flip her hair to one side. I think the hottest thing she’s ever worn is my last name and number. “You look so fucking good like that, baby.”
She takes more of me into her mouth, and I slide down her throat, filling her up until her lips press against the base of my shaft. She flicks her tongue out of her mouth, lapping at my balls, and the sensation nearly sends me spiraling over the edge.
“Holy fuuuck,” I groan, my eyes rolling into the back of my head.
The warmth of her mouth leaves me, and I open my eyes, looking down at her. Her lips are pursed, and her eyes are hooded.
“How aboutyoubegme?”
Her words take me by surprise, but my cock fucking twitches, bouncing off her chin.
“You want me to beg you?”
She bites down on her bottom lip and nods, standing to her feet and taking my shaft in her hand, pumping me slowly. “Beg me to let you fuck me.”
Her hand feels so good on me, and for the first time ever, I’ll beg. But in my own way.
Wrapping my hand around her throat, I lower my mouth an inch above hers. Using my other hand, I slide my thumb along her tongue, opening her mouth.
