Page 118 of Mr. Devereaux


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“Very funny.” I turn to look up at my man. “We’re really going to make a go of this.”

He bends down to kiss me and the girls sigh. I know our PDA is gross, but we can’t keep our hands to ourselves.

“We really are.” He kisses me back.

“God, you guys, get a room!” Ariana laughs.

I think I have the seal of approval from my friends. The fact they like Alistair is a relief. And he thinks they’re hilarious. My friends mean the world to me, and the fact he’s made this huge effort and has been attentive the entire time we’ve been in Seattle, makes my heart melt.

“Oh, we will be spending a lot of time in that room,” he mutters against my lips.

“Oh, we will?” I smile.

“I’m sure your friends can spare you for one evening?”

I shake my head. “I need to make you work for it.”

“That’s a little hard when you can’t resist me.”

“Oh, cocky much?”

He pushes his hips into me from behind as my friends go to replenish our drinks. The cocktail party is amazing. Lukas and Kristian are chatting by the bar, and I’m going to send Alistair over there to join them so me and the girls can chat some more. It’s a small gathering, but it’s intimate and the food going around is to die for.

“I can feel that,” I groan, pushing back against him.

“I should hope so. You did call it a monster dick.”

“Careful, you’ll get excited if I praise him too much.”

He chuckles against my neck. “I love how you refer to my dick like it’s a third party.”

“Well, it could have its own zip code.”

He mutters incoherently against my pulse. “I know what zip code I’d like to be in.”

The dress I got is kinda racy. A red ensemble with cut outs at the side and mesh panels. It’s not too low cut, leaving just a small amount of skin with a round neckline. I paired it with heels, not that I need the extra height, but I’m still not as tall as Alistair.

“Hold your horses. If you’re a good boy, Daddy, then I might ride you reverse cowgirl when we get back to the hotel.”

He chuckles. “That isn’t a vision my cock needs while I’m this hard.”

“I spent a fortune on this dress.”

“And it looks beautiful. Pity you won’t be in it long enough.”

“You’re just trying to make me eat and run.”

He pulls me around so I’m facing him. My arms slide around his shoulders. His eyes are so full of love when he says, “I’m going to enjoy eating you later, but I won’t be running anywhere.”

I purse my lips. “Such a charmer.”

He leans in for a kiss. “Only for you.”

“Always?”

“Always, Princess. I’ll never grow tired of this.”

“I’m so glad we found each other. Or we made our way back to each other, at the right time.” Whichever way you look at it, it’s a win.

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