El Diablo (Killer of Kings 6)
“And if he tries anything? What do you want me to do?”
“What would you do? Tell me what Alesha would do. You weren’t acting tonight, which is why he was drawn to you. Don’t play a part. Be yourself and we’ll get this. We’ll make it work.”
“You always sound so confident. I don’t have the first clue what I’m doing.”
“You do.” He brought her hand to his lips, kissing her pulse.
He heard her slight gasp, and he released her hand. This was a bad idea. He shouldn’t be kissing her, touching her.
She was a virgin. Since she let that little detail spill just a few short hours ago, he couldn’t bring himself to concentrate. He wanted to be the one to bring her pleasure. To show her what it was like to take on a real man.
His dick ached, and he didn’t want to think about Boss and the threat he posed.
He wanted Alesha, no doubt about it.
How could he have her all to himself without Boss interfering? He didn’t want to fuck up his place at Killer of Kings after working hard to prove himself the past year.
Boss had eyes everywhere, so Xavier had to be careful. Especially, if he was still able to help find his sister. Boss was close to giving him more information on his sister, he could feel it.
Running his fingers through his hair, he waited for her to finish her food. The moment she did, he pulled out a couple of notes, leaving a generous tip, and took her out of the diner.
Helping her into the car, he waited for her to strap in before getting seated. Gripping the steering wheel tightly, no matter what he tried to think, he couldn’t think of a reason or an excuse to keep Alesha breathing and in his life. How had he gotten himself into this mess?
“Apart from when you abandoned me to go and snoop and I was talking with a guy that scared me, I really enjoyed tonight.” She smoothed out her dress.
He turned to look at her. “You did?”
“It’s the first time I’ve dressed up in a long time. I liked it.” She rested her head on his shoulder. “Thank you, Xavier. Tonight, I actually felt like a princess.”
All he was thinking about were the many ways that he could take her as his own. She was thanking him for a nice night, and he wanted more, so much more. For the first time he was thinking about the future, his own happiness, one woman.
Gritting his teeth, he drove the rest of the way, pushing his foot to the gas. He had to get her home. He needed the safety of his house to be able to do what he wanted to do next.
Without saying another word and with her head on his shoulder, he drove as safely as he could.
She was really getting to him, and he couldn’t control this need that bubbled up inside him. Parking up in his secure garage, he placed all the necessary codes before exiting the vehicle. Helping Alesha out of her side of the car, he put a hand at the small of her back, and headed toward the main door.
“Do you think we’re being watched even here?” she asked.
He hoped not.
“Stop worrying about everything.”
Stepping over the threshold, he kept hold of her arm, closed the door, keyed in the code, and then pressed her up against the wall.
“I don’t like this dress,” he said.
“You were the one that picked it out. I thought we’d gone over all this dress talk.”
He put his hands on her hips, sliding them up so she had no choice but to lift her hands above her head.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“What I started earlier.” He brought his lips down on hers, needing another kiss. Another taste wouldn’t hurt him. He could turn off his emotions whenever he chose.
His cock h
ardened, and as he pressed himself against her soft body, he couldn’t help but become addicted. Locking his fingers with hers above their heads, he held her steady against the wall.