“Help what?” She blinked innocently.
I leaned into her, my other hand coming around her back and holding her to me. “Even dressed up like Satan's plaything you can’t help being the sweetest thing in the room.”
A pout took over her face, and she gave me a glare from underneath her eyelashes. “You know I’m supposed to be a devil, right?”
“Can I tell you a secret?” I asked. She bit her lip, her eyes getting heavier the closer I held her. Slowly, her head bobbed. “When I first saw you, I thought you were the most beautiful thing to ever be set in front of me. Like an angel.”
“What?” she whispered.
“Mhmm,” I leaned in further. “But I gotta admit. I like seeing you all muddied up like this, too. I’ve seen you nice and clean, but I think I’m ready to see you dirty, Alta.”
“Well.” Her chin lifted on her own this time, bringing her mouth closer to mine. “Somebody’ssupposed to be teaching me how.”
“Oh, something tells me you already know how,” I said. “You just don’t know how to take it.”
“Teach me,” she ground out, and I was not imagining the pressof her body full against mine now. Blood flooded straight to my dick, and it grew heavy as we pressed against each other. “Show me again, please.”
I swear her begging me would turn me undone.
My own voice rasped. “If these lessons of yours keep expanding, you’re going to take everything I have to give.”
“You offered,” she reminded me. “And I know how to say yes.”
“Fuck, why are you so sexy?”
“I don’t know.”
My mouth curved in the familiar tilt she always pulled from me. “Rhetorical question, Alta.”
“Are you going to kiss me again or?—”
“No.”
“What?” Her words came out quick and distressed. “But you said that I could come to you whenever?—”
My hand skated up the expanse of her costume clad back, my fingers pushing behind her neck in a gentle squeeze. “I’m not going to kiss youbecause,this time, you’re going to kiss me.”
Surprise parted her lips as she looked up at me with eyes so wide. She was probably thinking about the way she almost backed down last time.
I could just kiss her. God knew I wanted to. I wanted to kiss the shit out of her. But a small part of me wanted her to be the one to kiss me. I wanted to know that she wanted it,me, without me leading her there first.
Pointed coughing cut the tension in the air. Alta and I broke apart, turning to see Ryan standing there looking at us.
His eyes were wide though he tried to keep his voice even. “Gotta lock up, Gus.”
“Right,” I said, hardly paying Ryan any mind. Instead, I looked down at the girl beside me. “Rain check, Boss?”
She bit her lip, a soft whine coming out, and I felt a soft pinch sting my side where her hand rested. There she went, pullinganother smile from me. “Ryan will walk you down to your party. I’ll find you in a bit.”
She nodded, but I detected a bit of impatience in her tone. “Don’t take long. I want you to see everything before it gets taken down.”
And there she went pulling my heart away from me too. I tucked her soft waves behind her shoulder, the expanse of her exposed skin on clear display for me.
“Of course, Boss,” I said. “I wouldn’t miss a thing.”
I had to hand it to her, it was a good set up and just like the brother said, it was smart.
After locking up the shop and walking the couple blocks down to the courtyard where Alta’s party was in full swing, I came face to face with the masterpiece my girl had created. I would have come earlier, but just as she predicted, we were booked to the teeth ever since “party hours” began.
