Conquest: A fake fiancée romantic comedy (The Four Groomsmen of the Wedpocalypse Book 1) by Lilian Monroe

Author:Lilian Monroe [Monroe, Lilian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781922986290
Publisher: Method and Madness Publishing
Published: 2023-06-06T16:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

Water spewed out of Leo’s mouth in a fine spray, speckling the table, their legs, and Amelia’s tablet. Beside her, Leo began to cough and splutter, his body racked with violent spasms. She tossed her tablet aside and smacked his back in a panicked attempt to help.

“Are you okay?” she half-screeched, whacking his broad back once more. Jumping off the couch, she rushed to the bathroom and grabbed a towel. She tossed the towel at Leo and watched him wipe his face, then his chest, then the table, then her tablet.

Finally, Leo lifted his gaze to meet hers and growled, “What did you say?”

“I said, ‘Are you okay?’”

“Before that.”

“Oh,” Amelia whispered, her skin suddenly hot all over. “That.”

“Yes,” Leo rumbled, tossing the towel at the armchair. It landed on the arm, then slid to the ground. Neither of them moved to pick it up. His eyes were dark and hot and dangerous, and Amelia couldn’t move from where she stood on the other side of the coffee table.

She wrung her hands. “Well,” she started, when the silence stretched too long. “You see… I don’t…” She huffed. Didn’t they have a deal? Wasn’t this a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to talk to an expert? This was no time to get embarrassed! They had a simple exchange, and yes, things had gotten more complicated, but a deal was a deal. She squared her shoulders. “I want to learn about blowjobs.”

A small, wheezing sound escaped Leo’s lips. After a beat, he forced out, “Blowjobs.”

“Yes. Oral sex.”

“I know what blowjobs are, Amelia.”

“Right,” she whispered. “Well, I’m not very good at them, and I hear from my friends that it’s really not that complicated, but in the past, I’ve been told by partners that—”

“Who?”

Amelia jumped at the vehemence of the word as it exploded from Leo’s mouth. She smoothed her hands over her stomach to wipe away the dampness that had started to coat her palms and took a small step back. “What?”

“Who said that to you?” Then, oddly, something shifted in Leo. He went from looking angry and intense to slowly, purposefully relaxing back into the sofa. He unclenched his hands, which had been gripping his knees, and spread his arms across the top of the couch cushions. He nodded to the seat she’d vacated a moment ago. “Sit down.”

“You know, I really don’t appreciate being ordered around like that,” she mumbled, but somehow her feet didn’t get her strong-independent-woman memo, because they were already carrying her toward the sofa. She sat down as far from Leo as she could.

He turned to face her, and although his movements were smooth and relaxed, there was an intensity to his eyes that made no sense to Amelia. “Tell me who said these things to you, Amelia.”

“I don’t see how that’s relevant.”

“It’s relevant because he lied.”

“And how could you possibly know that? It’s not like I’ve ever given you a blowjob.”

The intensity of his eyes faded slightly, and a dangerous grin tugged at his lips. They were entering perilous territory.

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