The Rebel King (All the King's Men Duet #2) - Kennedy Ryan Page 0,31
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“And the county commissioner in Montana. The secretary of state in Virginia.”
“Doc,” she says, the chill thawing from her eyes. “You saw those?”
“The mayor in Nashville,” I continue, bending to breathe it over her lips. “The congresswoman in Tallahassee.”
She closes her eyes and listens as I recite every race I watched from a distance, document every moment I saw her rise in her field.
“I was proud of you then.” I dip to kiss her, just a quick brush of our lips. “And I’m proud of you now. Of course I know you can do this.”
She leans forward and takes my bottom lip between hers, the sweet, hot suction of it so perfect I groan and slide my arms under her thighs, lifting her up, her back pressed to the wall.
Shit, I’m hard.
Any anger still lingering in the air blurs with our building passion, and I want to fuck more than I want to fight. I kiss her neck, licking lovingly at the fading bruises. I push her higher until her chest is level with my face, and I suck her tits hard through the thick material of her sweatshirt. She moans and drops her head back to the wall. With one arm on my shoulder, she uses the other to lift the sweatshirt. She’s not wearing a bra, and I latch on to one naked nipple greedily, not even caring that I’m sucking so hard the noises I make are loud. The sweatshirt drops over my head, and I’m in a cave of cotton, lost in the clean scent in the valley between her breasts, feasting on the plump tips until they turn tight and hard in my mouth.
“Jesus, Doc,” Lennix pants, circling her hips on my cock. “I’m gonna come.”
I don’t let up, savoring her nipples and thrusting between her legs, helping her get off. Through the sweatshirt, I hear her breaths coming faster, harder. She grunts with each thrust until finally, her groan releases long and hard, tiny cries of suppressed pleasure reaching me in the scented dark of her clothes. I continue laving her breasts, relishing the right. She is exactly what I want in every way, down to how her nipples fatten in my mouth and the sounds she makes when she comes. I don’t want any man to ever hear her unravel that way again.
I tighten my arms under her, pulling her close. She’s mine completely. And I, unequivocally, belong to Lennix Moon Hunter.
I pull my head from under her sweatshirt, let her legs drop to the floor. Her expression is dazed wonder and satiation, her eyes hazy. Teeth marks dent her lips where she trapped her pleasure inside.
“Think your friends know what we’re doing in here?” I ask.
She swipes shaking hands over her face and grins, pointing to my crotch. “They’ll know we didn’t finish with that huge pipe between your legs.”
“Nothing to be done about that right now.” I adjust myself as well as I can. “But you’re deep throating my cock tonight, by the way,”
“Gladly,” she says, swinging the door open.
Kimba’s impish grin teases me over the rim of her wine glass. Vivienne avoids eye contact, but there is a carnation pink flush washing her cheeks. She’s either embarrassed or turned on. Maybe both. Wallace, sitting in the window seat tucked into the corner with Lennix’s bookshelf, holds some tome open on his lap.
Vivienne stands and brushes a hand over her skirt. “Um, I have an early fuck . . . ahem, I mean an early flight. I have an early flight to catch.”
Kimba’s hearty laugh booms. “Real smooth, Viv. Let’s go back to my place so I can get alone and work out all these feelings Lenn and Maxim have inspired in me.”
“Ugh.” Lennix drops her head into her hands. “Could you just not rub this in?”
“Girl, I’m rubbing it out soon as I get home.” Kimba winks.
“You didn’t hear anything,” Lennix says, biting her nail like she hopes they didn’t.
“Okay,” I cut in, fighting back a huge grin. “It’s been great catching up. Kimba, I’m sure we’ll connect about the campaign now that things have settled down.”
“Yes,” she says, still smirking. “I think we’ll save The View until after Owen announces.”
“Fine with me. Just coordinate with Jin Lei to make sure I’m in the country.”
“Good seeing you again,” Vivienne says, reaching up to hug me. “You guys are still adorable together.”