Naleighna Kai's Literary Cafe Magazine Father's Day Issue | Page 67

“You want me, Devin?” His glare made me want to squeeze my thighs together. I challenged his words on purpose, wanting to get a rise out of him. I wanted to rattle his cage, tempt the beast that lay beneath the swagger. I didn’t want to be the only one who felt something. “I know what I said, Alexia.” His tone came with a force and depth that threatened to have me swoon on the spot. “I didn’t stutter. I want you and the girls to be our guests.” I stared into his eyes, trying to find any reason to deny his request. He never once looked away, meeting my inquisitive gaze with one of his own. Everything else seemed to fade to black, leaving us in this space, wondering who would blink first. I almost dared anyone to try to separate us in that moment. There would be consequences. I didn’t care if anyone watched this dance. We could do this all night for all I cared. I was on top of the world after tonight’s performance, and this would be the cherry on top of one of the sexiest nights of my life. His eyes softened, almost begging me to say yes. Maybe he isn’t as bullet-proof as I thought. “I don’t know, D. I’m tempted, but I still don’t know if I want to go. Persuade me.” His hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me into him. His fingers interlocked at the small of my back, teasing below the top of my panty line. His hands felt so good against my body that I didn’t know whether I wanted him to take them off me or explore more intimate areas. “Say yes, please? Say you’ll be our guests. It would mean a lot to me if you say yes. Say yes.” I wanted to do more than say yes. I wanted to kiss him so badly my body trembled. I needed to purge, and he was the perfect outlet to exorcise some demons lurking deep within my core. The dam was ready to burst, but I had to do something to keep it together. The way his hands caressed me, resistance was futile. He wouldn’t release his hold on me, and I didn’t want him to, either. Damn. Now I knew I was in trouble, only this time, I welcomed it with every fiber of my being. www.shakirrashaan.com