Loveless Knight (Sins of Knight Mafia Trilogy 3)
“And leave you with this fucking crisis? I don’t think so.”
“Please don’t leave me again.”
“I’m not. I won’t.” I cupped the side of her jaw. “I swear.” I crushed her mouth with a kiss. I wanted her again. And again. Kennedy crawled into my lap. I wasn’t sure if it was a tear or water from the mist, that had rolled down her cheek.
My hands gripped her back. Maybe today wasn’t the day we needed to leave the shower. Our tongues tangled. Her breathing become erratic. “I don’t want you to go.”
“I won’t.”
I swore I wouldn’t leave her again. Her hips began to sway against my waist. My cock pulsed.
I bit at her lip, I dug into her skin. I wanted to lick every inch of her.
“I won’t go anywhere.”
She sighed. “And if we don’t have control over that?”
“We will.” I hiked her knee to my side. I was hard again. So fucking hard.
Our heads whipped around when we heard a heavy fist pound on the bathroom door.
“Fuck,” I muttered.
“What is it?” Kennedy called with venom in her words.
“Seraphina Castille is downstairs. With a suitcase,” Kimble shouted through the door. “You need to get down there.”
We looked at each other. I helped Kennedy to her feet. I kissed her forehead and reached for the wall panel. We needed the water again.
“We’ll be right down,” Kennedy replied.
I assumed Kimble left. I pulled Kennedy into my arms. “I’ll go find out what’s going on with her.”
“We need to go together,” she countered. “From now on, it’s together. All of this, the beautiful and the ugly, we do it together.”
I pushed her up against the wall. My cock pressed into her stomach. Our lips were blistered by the time I finished kissing her and we walked out of the shower.
20
Kennedy
I pulled my hair back into a bun. There wasn’t time to dry it. I hoped it looked intentional, and not thrown together. When Knight and I walked out of my bedroom suite, the floor seemed empty. Kimble must have returned to the front floor.
There wasn’t time to create and dissect theories about his sister. We had to get downstairs.
I spotted the suitcase first.
“Seraphina?” Knight called out for his sister.
“In here,” she answered. She was pacing in the drawing room across from my office.
“What’s going on?” Knight reached her first and gave her a hug.
“I’m so glad you’re out.” She squeezed him tightly before looking beyond his athletic frame to acknowledge me.
“Hi.” I smiled at her. “Are you all right?”
“I didn’t know where to else go. I tried your apartment first, but then realized you would be here with Kennedy.”