Page 11 of Calculated Kisses with a Scorpio (BLP Signs of Love #10)

The moment we crossed my threshold, I had her naked at the door.

Finley’s body was beautiful, and I would love to appreciate it, but right now, I needed her in a way I had never needed another soul before. I never regretted having a large house until this very moment.

Our first time shouldn’t have been on the couch, but I didn’t think I could make it upstairs.

“I want you, but I’m nervous. It’s been a while. Be gentle with me, Kairo.”

I nipped at her chin, then kissed the spot.

“Always, baby.” I looked in her eyes, and the lust in them had me ready to bust right there on my seven-hundred-dollar rug, Kashia insisted I buy.

“Can I eat your pussy, Finley? I promise I’ll fill you up, but I’m trying to eat first.” Her body visibly shook as she nodded, but I shook my head.

“Use your words. Tell me what I want to hear . . .”

“Yes,” she whispered. I shook my head and folded my arms across my chest and stared in her eyes. “Yes, Kairo, you can eat my pussy.”

I smirked and she rolled her eyes.

Gripping the front of her neck, I brought Finley to me and kissed her so deeply I couldn’t tell who was breathing for who.

When I needed air, I pulled back and spun her around.

I pushed Finley forward until she leaned over the arm of the armrest of my couch.

Unable to help myself, I smacked her ass, then gripped her cheek.

I wasn’t sure how the turn of events happened so quickly, but I wasn’t about to complain.

“Scoot forward and bend this knee for me.” I tapped her leg, and my dick grew as she followed directions.

I ran my hand down her slit and hissed at how wet she was.

“Mmm . . .” She moaned, and I couldn’t have agreed more.

“Pick a number between one and five.”

Finley’s body shook as I caressed her with my fingers.

Her scent had me dizzy, and I knew once I got started, I wouldn’t want to stop.

I told her to pick a number so I could stop myself.

My finger slipped into her sex, and her grip on the single digit sent my dick into a frenzy.

We were about to abort the mission just so he could feel what I felt.

With my free hand, I spread one of her cheeks and had to talk myself out of adding another finger.

Baby girl wanted me to be gentle, and I would be.

“Two,” she finally responded.

I chuckled. “Nah. Higher, baby.”

“F-four.” She stuttered.

“Higher.”

By the time the word left my lips, Finley exploded around my finger, and I lapped up every drop.

I flattened my tongue and licked Finley from her clit to her opening. Her body jerked forward when my tongue dipped into her sex. The way I wanted to climb inside of her should have been illegal.

Two orgasms followed, and I was so proud of her.

“Kairo!”

“I’m right here, baby girl. Tell me what you need.”

I leaned over her and rubbed my hardness against her most sacred place.

“Oh, fuck!” Finley’s body shuddered and felt constricted. “Me, please.”

I wanted to continue to eat, but baby girl was begging for me to fill her up, and I needed to handle my responsibilities.

“When you feel like you good, throw that shit back on me, okay?”

I pushed into Finley and was met with a little resistance, so I pulled back some and then went in again.

It took me doing that three times to have her fully wrapped around me. For a while, neither of us moved. I was grateful that Finley needed some more time to adjust because if she so much as coughed, I would nut. I rubbed up her back until the back of her neck was in my hands.

The pressure of my hand caused her to clench around me, and I could sense that this was about to be an uphill battle not to cum.

“You’re so deep. God!” She moved forward some, but I held onto her waist.

“Don’t run, baby girl. You can take all that I have to give, right?” I reached around her to play with her clit.

“Fuck, yes. Yeah, I can.”

My teeth sank into my bottom lip when Finley pushed back into me.

That was all she wrote, and I went to work.

The way I gave it to Finley had me second-guessing if I’d ever had sex before.

I guessed that it was different when I actually cared about the person.

Finley was doing so good taking all of me.

I moved us off the armrest and onto the actual couch.

Looking down in her face as I delivered each stroke turned our gentle session into me fucking the shit out of her.

I tried my best to remain gentle, but it would just have to be something I apologized for later.

“I can feel you about to cum, baby girl. Let that shit go for me.”

I smashed my lips against hers.

“Kai!”

Her climax triggered mine, and I filled her in more ways than one.

“Shit.” I breathed and rested my forehead on her shoulder as my body jerked.

The Next Morning

My cell phone vibrated on my nightstand, and I pressed the side button to send it to voicemail.

Once the ringing stopped, I snuggled deeper into Finley’s neck. Just as I was good and ready to fall back to sleep, a series of text messages came through. I decided to ignore it until Finley’s cell phone started ringing next.

Alarm bells went off in my head, so I sat up and grabbed my cell phone.

“What the hell?”

I had missed calls from almost every member of my family, and my text notification said that I had sixty-seven unread messages.

“What’s wrong?” Finley asked with sleep heavy in her throat.

“Do me a favor and check your phone.”

Not understanding why I asked but not fighting, Finley sat up and reached for her cell phone.”

I looked down, and my cell phone rang again, and it was my father. Answering, I couldn’t even get out my hello when I heard him going off in the background. I couldn’t make out exactly what he said, but he was tearing someone a new one. Did he butt dial me?

I was about to hang up when I heard my mother’s voice.

“Kairo? Oh my gosh! We have been trying you for hours. Where are you?”

“What’s going on, Ma? We didn’t get to bed until late, and I didn’t hear my cell phone until about five minutes ago. Why is Pops going off?”

“It’s bad, Son.”

As soon as those words left my mother’s mouth, Finley screamed.

Whatever Ma said after was lost to me as I watched tears stream down her face, and she stared at her cell phone like she’d seen a ghost. I took it out of her hands and pulled her to me.

Finley wrapped her body around mine and sobbed into my neck.

I was slightly overstimulated because my mother still talked in the background, and Finley sobbed loudly.

I told my mother I’d hit her back and picked up Finley’s cell phone.

CON WOMAN OR FIANCèE ?

Town resident, Finley White may have just come into the biggest payday of her life.

Sources say that White went into Diamonds & Moore to steal, but when she was caught, she sank her claws into Kairo Moore instead.

Now they’re suddenly engaged. I smell a con .

. . It’s sad that Moore doesn’t see that he’s just a ploy for White to get her hands on his family’s millions or is it billions.

Sources say White used what’s between her legs to bag a high-profiled bachelor.

Can we trust the source, or have White and Moore found love in an unusual place ?

I gripped Finley’s phone as I scrolled down until I was at the gossip page’s comments.

@bennythepictureman : I should have known something was up. She wanted to disrespect and lie on me when she has been being a low class ho for the rich ma n.

@camillehudsonnoriver : She got me fired too! I caught her stealing and instead of seeing that girl for who she was @themooreyouknow let me go .

The source from the gossip page had Camille all over it, but I didn’t think she was dumb enough to comment.

I took a screenshot of everything and forwarded it to my lawyer, then called Von.

“Meet me at my parents’ house,” I told Von as soon as the call connected.

“Bet.” He hung up, and I soothed Finley through her tears.

“Come on, baby girl. We need to head to my parents’ house so we can brainstorm on our next moves.”

Finley leaned back and looked at me like I had six heads.

She climbed out of my lap and looked around frantically. I knew she was searching for her clothes, but she wouldn’t find them in here. Our clothes were probably still right where we left them. I had a housekeeper that was on a sporadic schedule.

If Laura came in today, then our clothes would be picked up and hanging in the laundry room, ready to be dry-cleaned.

“I can’t go to your parents’ house, Kairo! Did you see what they’re saying? I know it was Camille who did that shit, too. She couldn’t get you on her side, so she resorted to slander.”

She broke down again.

“That’s why we have to go to my parents’ house.

Our lawyers will handle her. They have all the footage and documentation stating that this is a smear campaign.

She will pay for what she’s doing to you.

” I stood from the bed and walked to her and grabbed her face.

“I need you to remain calm on this. A cease and desist will be sent. Yes, people have seen it, but I promise to make Camille’s trial just as public.

She doesn’t get to hurt you just because she’s facing her karma.

How about we shower and then go touch some grass? ”

Through her tears, Finley laughed.

“You still want me after all of this? It can’t look good, and Steven is probably clicking his heels right now.”

“Yes, I still want you, and it doesn’t matter if he is. He can’t get me out of my position, and if he tries, he’ll be sued too.”

In the shower, I catered to Finley’s mind, body, and soul.

I washed her, made love to her, and then gave her a massage as I cleansed her again.

It took us about two hours to get out of my house, and although I appeared calm, I was fuming.

My calmness was for the sake of Finley. Her character was attacked today.

Even when things looked good for her, there was always something tearing her down.

As we drove to my parents’ house, she was on three-way with her family.

“My parents are coming over too. I appreciate you for getting my mind off things for a while, but I need my parents.”

“No need to explain, baby girl. Even at thirty-five, I am the same way.” I grabbed her left hand and gave it a squeeze. “You need your safe space, and you deserve that. One day, it’ll be me, but right now, I’m okay that it’s not.”

“Thank you.” She sniffled.

I brought her hand to my lips and kissed it.

The next few weeks would be hard, but I didn’t plan on going into my marriage with this hanging over us. Camille fucked up when she misplaced her anger, and I promised myself that it would be a decision she would live to regret. We pulled into my parent’s driveway, and Mr. White came outside.

Before I had the car in park good, he pulled on the door handle.

“Munchkin.”

“Daddy! Why would she do that? Bullying me in grade school and almost getting me arrested wasn’t good enough? Why would she bring my business to the internet?” Mr. White wrapped his arms around his daughter, and she sobbed into his chest.

“I’m not sure, Munchkin, but I know she won’t get away with it.”

And she wouldn’t.

I put that on my life. The three of us walked into the house, and the family room had been overtaken by bodies. I greeted everyone and waited for Finley to do the same so I could pull her toward me. Her body was rigid as Pops introduced everyone.

The lawyers stood and walked over to where Finley and I stood.

“A cease and desist has been issued to the gossip blog. I need the names of everyone that will go on the lawsuit. Are you familiar with Benny Douglas?”

“Unfortunately, he’s my ex-boyfriend. He’s just mad I left him?—”

“Nah.” I cut Finley off from whatever excuse she was about to give. “Add him to the list. He made the same money comment before, so his bitter ass can be on it as well.”

We talked more about the next steps and what we needed to do.

After a while, Finley and I were separated because my father needed to speak to me.

Without a word from me, Von followed us to the back of the house.

I figured it had something to do with Diamonds & Moore, and I was right.

When we made it to his office, Von and I sat in front of Pops’ desk as he sat on the edge closest to me.

He looked vexed, and that had me worried.

Pops sighed and folded his hands in his lap.

“I can’t prove it, but I think Steven had something to do with Camille’s actions. He knows about the family-first focus and may try to use this scandal as a way to get you out of your seat. We need to get to the board first.”

“I think he did, too, because seeing Camille with Steven yesterday wasn’t a coincidence. When I didn’t respond to Camille how she wanted, she probably was given the green light to make herself out to be the victim.”

“Well, she won’t be for long . . .” he muttered.

Pops, Von, and I went over strategies on how to handle Steven if he got beside himself. The side meeting took about thirty minutes, and when we rejoined everyone, Finley found herself nestled right against my body.

I might not be her safe space at this moment, but I knew it wouldn’t take long before I was.