Page 142 of Malice and Surrender
“Why can’t they both be me? I’m not one-dimensional, but I do love getting you all fired up. I bet if I checked, you’re already wet and ready for me.”
She crossed her arms. “Don’t you wish.”
I chuckled again. “Should I check?”
“Okay, can I have nice Jace back? Is there like an off switch to this one or something?” I laughed hard, something that I didn’t often do, and as hard as she tried to hold it back, Raine ended up laughing as well.
Sobering, I smirked at her. “Good luck. Avro has tried for years and still hasn’t found one.”
“How does he put up with you,” Raine asked, yet the question hit close to things I didn’t want to look at. I’d been lucky to call Avro my friend, and I won the lottery when it turned out his feelings for me were as strong as mine for him. How I’d managed to hang onto him this long was a mystery.
“I was joking,” Raine said, her hand landing on my chest over my heart like she sensed the fear and sadness that filled me.
A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth as I traced my thumb across her lower lip. I wanted to lose myself in her. “I know, Peaches.” An idea struck. “I have an awards show I need to attend coming up, and I want you to go with me.”
Raine’s mouth fell open before she started to laugh all over again. “You can’t be serious?”
“Why not?” I shrugged. “I have to take someone. I’ve already been told that I can’t attend alone. Which means I will end up at the mercy of Allen and what and who he decides. He wants drama, so lord knows what he has cooking.”
“You’re serious,” she asked.
Picking her up, Raine wrapped her hands around my neck as she straddled my lap. I groaned as her ass settled into place. Sliding my hands under her hoodie, I sighed as my fingers came into contact with her smooth, warm skin.
“I’m very serious,” I said as I unclipped her bra with one hand, the material springing apart. My cock thickened as she moaned under my touch. “I don’t invite people to go with me, Peaches. I’ve always been assigned someone that will make me look good or start a conversation. You know what they say, ‘No headline is a bad headline.’ But, I’d like to have someone that I want by my side for once.”
“I’m not sure I’m red carpet material,” Raine said, her voice breathy as I pushed the sweatshirt up over her tits. Pulling her closer, I sucked the first nipple into my mouth and loved how it hardened as she squirmed in my lap.
“You’re more red carpet material than I am,” I said, then switched nipples to give the other one equal treatment. “Fuck you taste good.” My tongue licked over the sensitive tip, and Raine moaned loudly. Nails seductively scraped the back of my neck as I teased her.
“Take off your hoodie and T-shirt,” I ordered, my mouth finding her soft skin as soon as the material was out of the way.
“Oh fuck,” Raine moaned. “I don’t know if I’m ready for such a huge public event like that,” she said.
“You never are.” It was an honest answer. I’d thought I knew what I was getting into, but I had no idea. “I almost threw up when I stepped out of the limo, and all the lights started flashing.”
“Not a selling point,” Raine teased, and even though I couldn’t see her face, I could picture the look she was giving me. I gently nipped at her nipple, and she yelped but wiggled closer.
“That’s it. Keep wiggling on my cock like a good girl,” I said, and let my tongue trail a line from her nipple all the way up to her collarbone. Gripping the back of her neck, I pulled her closer and growled against the soft skin under her ear. “Do you really want me to go with some random girl?”
She stiffened, and I smiled. “We’ll have to hold hands and kiss for the cameras. I’ll have to stare longingly into her eyes and answer questions like we’re hot for each other.” My breath fanned her skin, and goosebumps rose, making her shiver. “Maybe get caught coming out of one of the private areas with our hair a mess and cleaning lipstick off my face to get the rumors flying.”
Raine made a little sound in her throat like she was growling. Fuck, that turned me on. I’d always played it off like Avro’s jealousy was too much and over the top, but I secretly loved it, and it made me so hot for him. When I could, I would make a special trip home to surprise him after the event. It was always the same each time I had to go to one. Avro would text me every fifteen minutes, sending me dirty photos and videos that made it hard to focus on a single conversation, and insisted on having phone sex when I got back to the hotel. He may have said he was fine with our lifestyle, but he didn’t like it splashed on television, especially when I needed to pretend to be in love with someone else.
Raine had the same jealous streak, she may not fully realize it yet, but I knew she would lose her mind if she saw girls hanging on me. The anger was vibrating off her now, making me so fucking hard.
“Is that what you want, Peaches? For me to pretend to be fucking another woman for all the cameras. Maybe have to pretend to live together for a while before it all falls apart?”
“I don’t fucking care,” she said, but her clenched jaw and tight, annoyed tone told an entirely different story.
“Okay then, I’ll call Allen and set someone up. Maybe two this time,” I said and pulled away from her neck as I reached for my cell. She grabbed my forearm, and her eyes were fierce as she stared into mine. “Something wrong? I thought you said you didn’t care?”
“I thought you said you wouldn’t be with anyone else?”
“Peaches, this is not cheating. This is part of my job. Just like a hooker offers sexual favors for money, this is something I must also do.” It was a stretch, but the sparks of rage in her eyes were too much for me not to toy with a little longer.
“You’re comparing yourself to a hooker,” she asked, and I had to bite the inside of my cheek not to smirk.
“Like I said, just part of the job. Would be nice to have someone there that isn’t just grabbing my ass and cock for the cameras,” I said, pouring it on thick. I tried to move my arm, but she held it firm.
