Page 80 of Caressed By Sin
I got hard just thinking about her pussy on my tongue.
“Azar.” She stepped around me and strolled off. “You’re not taking this seriously?”
“Of course I am. Fatou, forgive me. These days with you. . .have been entertaining. . .in fact. . .they've made me tipsy.”
“I'm sure you've had more interesting weeks in the all the years that you've lived.”
“These memories with you will keep a smile on my face for a long time.” I grinned. “And, I'm excited to make more memories with you.”
Her heartbeats increased more.
Does that make you nervous, Hunter?
She walked faster.
My eyes followed the curve of her ass, loving the way the bodysuit clung to it.
Then, suddenly, the fragrance of Demons hit me. It was the citrus odor of a lemon peel and overripe flowers merged with the stank of people dying and wet, blackish rot.
I abruptly stopped on the ramp. “I smell Demons. . .but I'm not sure if it is the Boto Brothers. This is different.”
“What do the Boto Brothers smell like?”
“Like Demons but with a hint of muddy river water and cheap suits.”
Skepticism covered her face. “Cheap suits?”
“I'm serious.” I checked where the scent came from. “The smell is further down the harbor, but again. . .this doesn't exactly remind me of them. What do you want to do?”
She twisted her lips and looked that way. “I still want to see if it's them.”
I frowned. “If Ferkos lied, I will kill him.”
“And I will help.” She turned back to me. “Since we’re close, I was thinking that we should have a plan for the Boto Brothers just in case Ferkos warned them.”
“What plan?”
“Last night, Ferkos said that they ordered a creature.” She touched her chest. “I could arrive as that order and—”
“No.” An unfamiliar feeling twisted in my stomach as I thought of the brothers catching her scent. I wasn’t sure what the sensation was, but it had been a long time since I’d experienced it.
Jealousy, maybe? Concern?
Fatou blinked. “If the Boto Brothers see you, we will have to fight immediately. But if they open the door and see me—”
A murderous rage-filled growl escaped my lips.
Fatou raised her eyebrows. “Azar, what’s wrong?”
“You are allmine.”
Our eyes met.
She looked away. “This isn't about. . .us.”
“It is. Being with you has overshadowed experiences for past decades.”
“You’re an incubus. You’ve had a lot of women.”
