Page 39 of Reckless Knight (Knight's Ridge Empire 7)

“Now that sounds like something I can’t argue with.”

By the time Jodie stops me outside Brianna’s flat, I can’t deny that my arms aren’t aching—not that I’m going to tell her that.

“Put the key in the lock, Demon.”

“We could be about to walk into anything.”

“I’ve seen Nico at his worst, and we already know Brianna doesn’t care, if the night in Hades was anything to go by.”

Jodie laughs, letting me know that I’m right.

“Let’s do it, then. We’ll just have to bleach our eyes later.”

With a laugh, I throw the door open and march inside.

“Thank fuck for that,” I mutter, finding an empty living room, although it soon becomes clear that they’re not too far away because Brianna’s screams for God fill the air around us.

“Baby, you’re freezing,” I say when the shivers wracking her body only get stronger.

“Maybe making out in the rain was a bad idea.”

“I’ve got a better one. Where’s the bathroom?”

Jodie points to a door on the other side of the living room, and I take off toward it.

The second we’re inside, I kick the door closed and lower her arse to the counter.

“What are you doing?” she asks when I turn my back on her.

“Exactly what I promised. Warming you up.”

Leaning into the shower, I turn it on before stepping back between her thighs.

“Arms up, baby,” I demand, quickly wrapping my fingers around the bottom of her sodden blouse and pulling it up her body. The rest of her clothes quickly follow until she’s standing before me, completely bare.

“Jesus,” I breathe, getting lost in her sinful curves, but the second I take in the goosebumps covering her skin, I remember what we’re meant to be doing.

“Get in,” I demand, spinning her around and slapping her arse to get her moving.

“You’d better be joining me,” she warns, shooting me a wanton look over her shoulder.

“You’re about to be naked with water running all over you. I’m there, Demon.”

Reaching behind my head, I try to pull my jumper from my body, but the motherfucker is stuck to me like glue.

Jodie’s laughter hits me as I try to wrestle myself out of my soaking wet clothes, although her amusement is soon cut off when I push my boxers over my hips, letting my hard cock spring free.

She backs up when I step into the shower with her and a smile twitches at my lips.

“It’s a little too late to run, Demon.”

Her eyes hold mine before a gasp of shock rips through the air when her back collides with the cold tiles.

“I’ve got you now, and I’m not letting you go.”

“I’m not sure if that’s meant to be a threat or a promise,” she teases.

“Maybe it’s a little of both,” I say honestly, crowding her. “And unfortunately for you,” I murmur, pressing my forearms against the wall on either side of her head, “it’s too late to do anything about it.”