Chapter 113 - Kiss Me Already

"I shouldn't have gone out with Barry." She groaned.

"I hate that I didn't come to stop you in time… that you went out with him. Damn traffic." He huffed.

"Damn the traffic," she repeated. "Do you…" Why was it so hard to say the words out loud? "want to try without any secrets?"

"Yes." He nodded vehemently.

"Can we kiss now?" she asked petulantly.

"You want me to kiss you?" he asked, jerking in surprise. She just nodded. "I already told you that I wouldn't be able to stop if I start," he warned.

"And I already told you that I didn't want you to stop," she informed. There was a confident smirk on her face, one he had imagined she would have every time she made him hard with her words. He stood up instantly and took her by the arms. Pulling her up to her feet, he slowly leaned in.

"Kiss me already," she commanded.

Cage complied.

He slid his arms down her back and pulled her against him. Her soft and fragrant body pressed up tightly against him. He was finally successful in holding her the way he had hoped to for so many months. Of course, he had held her in his arms as she cried, but it was nothing like this. There was unbidden passion in this embrace. Her smoldering eyes and full lips were right there, inches from his face.

She was a slight thing, barely above five foot and he was a giant compared to her. He had to raise her to her toes to get anywhere near her. He slowly inched towards her and her arms wound around his neck, her fingers stroking the hair and scratching his scalp with her nails. He groaned as he looked into her eyes and quickly swooped in.

She was about to say something but was stopped mid-sentence, his mouth swallowing her words. He would listen to what he had to say when they were done, but he had an inkling that she probably meant to command him to kiss her because he was taking too long.

She gave a satisfied sigh when their lips molded together. Her fingers tightened around his hair and he felt a slight sting on his scalp. He took it as guidance and a rush of happiness flashed through him at her confidence. He touched his lips lightly to hers, brushing it his hers… once… twice… thrice. He blinked open to see her staring at him.

'What a pair of psychopaths we are,' they thought in unison.

Seeing the hunger in her eyes made him want to take her right there. No, he couldn't do that. This time, he pressed his lips firmly against hers. He caught her bottom lip between both of his and she m.o.a.ned. Her mouth opened slightly, giving access to his tongue to delve into newfound land.

Their tongues touched softly, moving against one another. She tilted her head to the side to give him deeper access.

He had kissed a lot of women on camera but they had never affected him in this way. He had to strain not to grind against her as his length hardened against her stomach. The sting in his hair only contributed to his need for her. He pressed their lips together harder, biting and licking at them to show her exactly what he wanted, but he restrained. This was perfect. She ground her body against his, driving him insane.

'Is she trying to kill me?' he groaned into her mouth.

He pulled away dejectedly when he heard a cough and realized that the door was open.

"Get a room," Angelina said from the hallway. When they turned to look at her, they saw her grinning from ear to ear.

"We are in a room," his little kitten said smugly.

"Ew. It's mine. Finish your business in your room." Angelina turned to go and she didn't look reluctant in the least. She raced away, leaving the lovebirds on their own.

"Should we relocate?" she said, looking up at him with a dreamy expression.

"Love, I need to call my manager and see how he is faring. He has been gone for a long time," he said, shaking his head.

"You're leaving?" There was a hint of sadness in her voice that he didn't miss.

"It's not that I want to leave…" he grumbled. "But I didn't know if you wanted me to stay longer," he said softly, looking at his hands.

"Please stay," she urged, putting her hand on his shoulder before she got on her tiptoes and cradled his face in her palms. "Please?" He, in turn, gripped her waist in agreement.

"How can I say no to you?" he said with a charming smile that would make most women swoon. "I'm not going anywhere unless you come with me."

"All mine," she pretended to growl. He chuckled at her cute reaction and tapped her forehead with his fingers. She pouted leaning closer and resting her head against his chest.

'He's so tall,' she sighed.

"And you're mine," he swore. She really liked the sound of that.

- - -

[Before they met]

A couple of days had gone by. Katherine had been in her room, working her butt off and not really coming out.

Angelina on the other hand was constantly looming around the living room, waiting for her to come out. Her wish wasn't fulfilled. She was still upset, f.u.c.k.i.n.g raving about it, but she had been a little piece of shit to Katherine because she was upset.

She shouldn't have been so harsh. They were good friends and saying that she deserved to be cheated on was a horrible thing to do. She was terribly sorry and didn't know how to mend what she had done.

Lily had been awfully silent, but she hadn't been angry. If she had been angry, she would have taken a hatchet to Angelina's head. In reality, Katherine held Lily and Angelina together. She was the one who brought them together despite how radically different their personalities were.

"She's a mess," Lily said suddenly when both of them were in the kitchen grabbing their cup of morning coffee.