Bi-Sensual by Nikki- Michelle

Author:Nikki- Michelle
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2017-01-04T16:00:00+00:00

Mona

Housekeeping. Fucking housekeeping had interrupted my orgasm. Demitri and I had jumped away from one another like children who had been caught doing something they had no business doing. I closed my legs and hopped off the couch. He had an erection that refused to be hidden, so he disappeared into the bathroom. We kept playing with fire, and I didn’t know why. We had to stop the madness.

“I’m so sorry,” the woman from housekeeping said. “I asked the front desk if you were in your room, and they said you had stepped out. They say you asked for fresh linen. I was going to leave fresh towels and change your linen. So sorry. So sorry.”

That was my fault. When I’d called down and asked for those things, I had told them I’d be stepping out. The woman continued to apologize as she backed out of the room. I nodded. Smiled. Kept it polite. Gave her a nice tip, anyway. Assured her it was okay, and when she was gone, I shut the door and caught my breath after putting the DO NOT DISTURB sign up. The thought of Elliot catching me with Demitri actually scared me. I didn’t know what he would do. But I also knew not to test him so I would find out.

Demitri came from the bathroom ten minutes later. By then I’d saved my manuscript and closed my laptop. I’d dressed in a pair of formfitting jeans, combat boots, and a loose-fitting tee that read BLACK WOMEN’S LIVES MATTER TOO. I hadn’t eaten since breakfast. Was hungry and needed to eat, because I couldn’t think straight. I wasn’t myself when I was hungry. That was clearly evident by the game Demitri and I kept playing.

“We have to stop this,” I said once he’d rounded the corner.

“Then stay away from me,” he said.

I quirked a brow. “You’re in my hotel room. You started it.”

“No, you did. Told you to stop massaging my damn scalp.”

I rolled my eyes. The roughness of his voice alluded to how serious he was in the moment. Still, I didn’t have time to go back and forth with the blame game. We had to get out of that hotel room, or the fire we were trying to make was going to burn us.

I said, “I’m about to go to Yeah! Burger. Want to come?”

He watched me, gave a curious stare. “I need to, but you keep playing with my dick.”

I was acutely aware of the fact Demitri was trying to bait me. The episode with him had left me emotionally frazzled and out of focus. I could barely muster the strength to ignore him.

“Fuck off, Demitri,” I snapped.

He had taken his shirt off. The wall of muscle that was his chest beckoned to me. No tattoos anywhere on his body. Just beautiful chocolate skin. I noticed how his shorts hung low. That Adonis line—or V cut, as some called it—was so defined that I wanted to trace it with my tongue. I got my wits about me and brought my eyes back up to his face.

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