Page 118 of The Bitter Words

I reach between my legs and make circular motions over myself. He slides in and out of me with the intensity of a lion trying to mate for the last time.

Our skin slapping against each other echoes through the room along with our various grunts and moans. I open my eyes and watch his reflection. He keeps his gaze lower where we’re joined together.

He releases my shoulder, grabs a handful of my butt, and squeezes it until I yelp. “I fucking love this ass. One day I’m going to take it and make it mine.”

Just the suggestion of him taking it makes me combust. “Casey! Fuck!”

“That’s it. Come all over my dick. Make me all wet and shiny.”

Shocks of pleasure web from my pussy and out through every vein in my body. My legs quake and I shudder in bliss.

“Fuck, Livianna. Your pussy gets so tight when you come. It’s the best.” He thrusts into me hard and fast. A few pumps more and his body stills. “Oh, yeah. I’m shooting my load so far inside you.”

His dick throbs in waves against my walls. His orgasm must be intense. I catch my breath as he brings himself back to the room.

He pulls out, takes the condom off, and throws it away. “Let’s get cleaned up and get something to drink.”

“Sounds good to me.” I retrieve my panties once I’ve wiped myself down with a damp paper towel and put them on. “I’ve got some coke if you want a line.”

“Why not? It’s Friday.”

We get ourselves straightened out and do a couple of bumps. We check our noses. Once we’re presentable, he takes my hand and leads me out of the bathroom.

The hallway is crowded, but the people waiting are pretty cool about us taking so long. Casey is a pretty big guy, so I’m shadowed by his body.

He glances back and shifts to the side. “Get in front of me so I don’t lose you.”

“Okay.” I maneuver around him and start out to the main part of the bar. I smile and peek back at him. “We’ll be lucky if we get a table.”

“Watch out!” He holds his arm out to stop me from running into something.

We collide with someone and I’m squished between two men. Both of whom I’m very familiar with.

Callum’s clean, ocean breeze cologne is easy to detect, along with the feel of his chest against my palms. My heart stops and I bring my gaze to his.

Part of me shrinks while the other part holds my head high. He’s probably been having sex with women for who knows how long, so I’m not doing anything wrong.

For a brief second, I just want him to beg me to come back to him and make everything better. I shake the thought loose as soon as Zara pops into my brain.

“Sorry, man.” Casey makes room for me to step out frombetween them. “My lady here wasn’t paying attention to where she was going.”

Callum tips his chin in acknowledgment and stares icy daggers at Casey. We stand in silence for what seems like a full minute.

The air grows tense and fueled. I tug on Casey’s hand to get him to move, but he pulls it back to keep me in place.

“That’s where I know you from!” Casey grins and pats Callum’s arm. “You’re Cash Mayze. I’m a huge fan.”

“Thanks.” Callum’s hardened expression remains solid. His cold, glossed-over eyes tick to me. “For the record, I’ve been here since happy hour. You weren’t here when I arrived, so I’m not in violation.”

“I know. We just got here.” I tuck my hair behind my ear. “So you know, I’m not going to call anyone to enforce those orders. Things were just… I needed some time and space.”

“Wait.” Casey motions between us. “Do you two know each other?”

Callum flashes me a pain-sickened grimace. “Why don’t you tell him, Lily?”

“Lily?” Casey’s face wrinkles up. “Wrong person.”

“No, it’s not.Your ladyis Livianna Hemings.” Callum sucks in a breath as if someone punched him in the gut. “For saying you’re a huge fan, you obviously don’t know shit about me. Makes me wonder why you’d call yourself one.”