“I know. Controlling, obsessive, and fucking addicted to you too, if we’re making a list.” Her lips twitch. “I don’t know what you think is funny about any of those things. You’re the reason I’m acting this way. Blocking my number and just leaving.”
“I saw that woman go into your room.”
I close my eyes, running my hand down my face. I try to get myself together. Thinking about the hurt she must have felt seeing that is almost unbearable to me. Even though I hadn’t done anything wrong.
“I didn't invite her there, and the maintenance man at the hotel was fired for giving her that fucking key.” Her mouth forms a perfect O shape. “It’s only you, Kinley. I don’t care how far away we are from each other; it will always be you.” I don’t want her to have any doubts about us. This is already going to be hard enough as it is with physical distance between us. We don’t need any other barriers.
“There are rumors.”
“Fuck rumors. Most are bullshit or planted.” I position myself between her legs, making her spread wider for me. Cum drips from my cock onto her cunt as I line myself up with her. I can’t wait much longer, but I want her to tell me to take her. I lean down, taking one of her nipples into my mouth and sucking hard.
Her fingers dig into my hair. “How can I miss you this much and be mad at you?” I’m not sure if she’s really asking a question or more talking to herself.
“Me too, pretty eyes.” I suck her other nipple into my mouth. I’m so fucking turned on I don’t think I’m going to last. “First time is going to be fast. We need to take the edge off.” She nods her head in agreement.
I don’t waste a second. She’s so wet my cock easily fills her. It only takes a couple of thrusts and I’m already coming. I spill inside of her before I pull out and tongue her clit. Seeing my cum leaking from her pussy has me hard again, but I don’t stop eating her until her legs are shaking and she is begging me to take her again.
I’m back inside of her within seconds. I have no idea how long we go at it. I don’t stop until she’s passed out on top of me. I lie as still as I can, enjoying the feel of each one of her breaths.
I savor each one, not sure when I’ll be able to get back to her. Slowly I roll her off of me before covering her with the blanket. I brush my lips against hers. I know I’m acting crazy and irrational, but I have no control over it.
Dad always said that shit would happen one day. That he saw my mom and just knew that she was his forever. He said it would be the same for me and my brother Gerrit. I really shouldn’t be shocked that this happened. I mean, look what happened with my brother Gerrit. He saw Kennedy and went to extreme measures to have her.
I know I’m in love with Kinley. The problem is going to be getting her to love me back. We should probably talk more but whenever we get in a room together we can’t seem to keep our hands off one another long enough to have a conversation. There was this need to be connected. I know she felt that shit too.
Those fucking rumors about me being a playboy are catching up to me. In college I was on the wild side. After that, life got serious and so did I. Women tend to throw themselves at me because I have money. I was never interested in dating until Kinley. Of course with her, I’m having to chase her down. It’s refreshing, and I’m more than willing to chase her to the ends of the earth if I have to.
I find her phone. She is so exhausted she doesn't wake when I use her thumb to unlock it. I find my name and unblock myself. Then I rename it to MINE before putting her phone back. I slowly dress, knowing I have to get going. I brush my mouth against hers one last time. Her eyes flutter open.
“You’re leaving.” It’s not a question.
“I’ll be back.”
“Okay,” she says right before she falls back asleep. I’m not sure she’ll even remember the conversation, but I leave a note next to her phone before I make myself finally leave her hotel. Each minute I’m away from her feels as though it’s a lifetime.
“If something happens to her—”
“I’m a dead man.” Rick smirks. “I’ve got it, boss.”
Rick is one of the best when it comes to being a bodyguard. He isn’t cheap, but he’s worth every fucking penny. Every day he gives me updates and a sense of security when it comes to Kinley. He goes as far as sending me pictures throughout the day too.
“Thank you.”
Rick raises his eyebrows as if he’s surprised by my words. “I’ll keep her safe.”
I turn to give the hotel one last look. I make myself get into the car to head back to the airport. I can still smell her on me.
I know my work has to end. I can’t keep playing this game, but we’re so close to the finish line, I remind myself. I’ve been working for Interpol on this case for too long to walk away before it’s finished. When I get on the private plane I close my eyes, needing to get some sleep.
I dream of her. Always of her.
8
Kinley
I know he’s gone before I even open my eyes. I thought I’d dreamed of him kissing me, but it was reality. I sit up in bed, reading his note that pretty much says I belong to him. I roll my eyes. I should ball it up and throw it away, but I don’t. Instead I fold it and put it into my purse.
I yawn, knowing I need to get going. Today I have a meeting for Healing Hearts. I’m going to need a lot of coffee. That man owns my body. I have so many questions and things I want to say to him, but when he touches me all I can think about is the pleasure he’s going to give me. My mind is free in those moments when he takes control. I think he’s right. I do belong to him. Well, my body does at least.
Of course when I crawl out of bed I see a room service cart in the room. I go straight for the coffee before taking the lids off the food. Holy crap! It looks as though Luke ordered the whole freaking menu. For some reason it doesn't surprise me. What it does do is make me smile thinking about how he made sure I was taken care of. I sit down, enjoying my breakfast and coffee. While it’s sweet, it would be much better if he were here to share it with me.
He never really talks about his work. I think he mentioned something about exporting and importing. I have no idea what more it entails. It does make me wonder if this is how it would always be. Would we only get stolen nights because he doesn’t have the time to stay? I’m not so sure how well I could handle that. I’m already struggling with it.
I reluctantly take a shower, washing away the scent of Luke from my skin. He left small love bites on my breasts. Again that should bother me, but I smile and continue getting ready.
I make it to the meeting five minutes early. It doesn't take long to get everyone on board with our project. It doesn't hurt that we have the Cole name behind us. There are so many children who need homes and so many people who want children but can’t have them on their own. We strive to bring them together.
“That went well,” Chance says as we head out. He’s heading back to the States today.
“It did.” I can’t stop smiling and feeling proud of myself. I sent a text to my sister and Julie. Julie is the CEO of Healing Hearts. There are so many kids out there that we’re going to find homes for.