Page 67 of Reckless Knight (Knight's Ridge Empire 7)

“And I’m assuming your dad works for them too.”

I nod, not wanting to talk any more about that motherfucker.

“You hungry?” I ask.

Jodie shakes her head, sadness darkening her eyes once more.

“Drink then? There’s pretty much every spirit you could ask for in Evan’s bar.”

That makes her face light up.

“Lead the way to oblivion.”

Holding my hand out for her, I lead her toward the alcohol.

“What’s your poison, Demon?”

Her eyes scan the coloured bottles.

“Tequila. There’s lime and salt, right?”

“Of course.” I laugh, opening another cupboard.

I make quick work of slicing the lime while Jodie fills two glasses with very generous shots.

“Lick,” I say, holding my hand out for her. Her eyes darken almost immediately as she follows orders. Part of me wonders if the state of my hand will put her off, but she doesn’t so much as flinch to do as she’s told. Her instant submission makes my cock twitch.

Her tongue laps at my skin and I have to force myself to pull back before I shove her down on her knees to make better use of her mouth.

After sprinkling salt where Jodie licked, I grab her hand to return the favour, coating the back of it.

“Ready to get wild and reckless?”

“Fuck yes,” she agrees, grabbing her glass ready.

Lifting her hand to my mouth once more, I lick up the trail of salt, eliciting a growl of desire to rip from her throat before shooting back the tequila and snatching up a wedge of lime and biting down on it.

Jodie watches my every move with her lips parted and her chest heaving.

“Your turn, Demon,” I say, holding up my hand.

“Y-yeah.”

She follows my steps until she reaches for her lime and finds it gone. Her eyes flick to me, dropping to my mouth where it’s waiting for her.

“You’re bad,” she growls.

A smile twitches at my lips as I wrap my hand around her waist and pull her forward. Her body collides with mine, causing a rush of air to spill free as her lips wrap around the lime.

I release it and spit it to the counter before capturing her mouth.

Lifting her from the floor with a grunt of pain, I sit her back on the counter.

Our kiss deepens, becoming more violent with our need for each other.

The second she bites down on my bottom lip, the split rips open once more, the taste of copper filling my mouth, and a hungry growl rumbles deep in my chest.

“Moving to body shots already?” she asks as I begin kissing down herneck.

An appreciative groan fills the air around us as images of her naked and laid out before me fill my mind.

“Now you mention it…”