Filthy Series by Chelle Bliss & Brenda Rothert

Author:Chelle Bliss & Brenda Rothert [Bliss, Chelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bliss Ink LLC

11

Kennedy

Nix’s mouth is warm, his kiss demanding. He tastes like Cognac and cinnamon, and I can’t seem to get enough. When he moves his knee up to the chair I’m sitting on and slides it between my legs, they part in silent obedience.

He gives a low hum of amusement. “Can’t get these legs open for me fast enough, can you?”

“Less talking and more kissing,” I say, taking two fistfuls of his shirt and bringing him closer to me.

He leans over me, sliding a hand around to grip my ass. I wrap my leg around his waist and he returns his mouth to mine, his kiss making me moan softly. I’m hot, achy, and high on the feeling of letting go of everything but this moment.

I’m not watching or analyzing. I’m not working Nix so I can get information out of him like I’m supposed to be. Despite the blue wig, it’s Kennedy kissing Nix, not Eva.

When I tighten my leg around Nix’s waist, he groans and his free hand slides into my hair. He pulls it hard enough to make me gasp. I bite his lower lip to even the score.

“Fuck,” he says breathlessly. “I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop.”

“So don’t.”

His eyes darken, and he’s lowering his mouth back to mine when the sound of someone walking into the room makes us unwind ourselves from each other and turn.

“Nix.” It’s Grayson, the owner of the Loft. His calculating gaze sweeps over us, and it hits me just how fucking stupid I’m being right now.

Grayson is a tall, broad, biracial man with a permanent scowl. He lacks the smoothness of men like Nix and Hassan, but he doesn’t need it. He commands attention and respect, not just because he’s a powerful man, but also because he’s known for having people who disrespect him killed.

“What?” Nix’s aggravated tone makes my stomach roll. He’s got balls, I’ll give him that.

“You’re needed in a suite upstairs. That proposition we discussed?”

“Can it wait?”

Grayson’s eyes narrow. “Fuck no, but the pussy can. You in or not?”

Nix sighs softly. “Yeah. I’m right behind you.”

Grayson shakes his head and leaves the room. I’m not surprised he didn’t even acknowledge me because that’s his style.

“Sorry,” Nix says, his eyes locking with mine. “I came here for business tonight, but you distracted me.”

I arch my brows and give him a look. “I did no such thing.”

“Don’t bullshit me. That dress?”

“You didn’t have to look.”

He leans closer, his breath warm against my lips. “Yeah, I did, and I had to touch, too. And if this meeting wasn’t really important, I would’ve said fuck it.”

“Better get to it. Grayson’s impatient.”

“He’s a fucking hothead.” Nix brushes a lock of blue hair away from my face. “Will you be here when I’m done?”

Though I want to nod eagerly, I shrug. “Maybe.”

His gaze is so intense it leaves me breathless. “Meet me at the bar upstairs.”

“I’ll be there.”

He gives me a quick, soft kiss and then leaves. My heart is still pounding hard, and it starts to sink in how careless I was just now.

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