just
to be on the safe side. Nothing else happened. No pain, no unwarranted
shifting. Breathing a sigh of relief, Darius rinsed his face in the sink before
he unlocked the door and left the powder room. He’d just have to keep a close
watch on himself. At the first sign of pain, he’d have to make a mad dash once
again. He just hoped Brisa wouldn’t think he’d lost his marbles.
Darius walked into the living room thinking he and Brisa
would start up where they’d left off. Having her in his arms, naked and
willing, had felt good. Real good. His cock stirred to life, but it soon
deflated when he saw her sitting on the couch fully dressed. Shit.
Brisa gave him a small smile as he approached. “I, ah,
thought since you ran out in the middle of things, then didn’t come back right
away, that you’d changed your mind.”
He pulled her to her feet and dragged her close. He did the
quickest thing he could think of that would show her how wrong she was. Darius
claimed her lips in a heated kiss, pouring all the desire that quickly rose
inside him into it. He didn’t stop until he had her clutching at him.
He lifted his head. “Does that feel as if I changed my mind
about you?” For good measure, he pressed his renewed erection against her
belly.
Brisa stood there for a few seconds with her eyes closed.
Her cheeks were flushed. Her eyelids fluttered, then opened all the way. She
met his gaze. “No, not really.” Her voice was breathy sounding.
“Good.” He went to kiss her once more, but she turned her
head.
“Then why did you run out of the room so fast? Are you
okay?” She grinned. “I’ve never had a guy bolt like that in the middle of a
blowjob. You could give me a complex doing that. Make me think I messed it up.”
He dropped his hands to her backside and rocked his cock
into her. “Believe me when I say it didn’t have anything to do with you. Or
what you were doing. It was me, though it ended up being nothing.”
She eyed him. “I don’t know about that. You sounded as if
you were in pain.”
“I’m fine. I…ah, had a cramp in my leg. So I had to go walk
it off before it got worse.”
Brisa didn’t look as if she totally believed him. “A cramp?
While we were… I’ve never heard of that happening, especially in the leg.” She
gave him a saucy wink. “Maybe in other places, but not there. You weren’t
exactly using it at the time. And you needn’t have left the room to walk it
off. I would have helped you with it.”
“Well, it was a little embarrassing. Having to put an abrupt
end to things because of a cramp isn’t exactly sexy, now is it? I thought it
best to take it out of the room, then come back and continue.” Darius squeezed
Brisa’s bottom.
She put her hands on his chest and used a finger to draw an
invisible circle around Anubis’ mark. “Okay, I’ll let you have this one, but
try not to let it happen again. Especially when we’ve gotten to the good part.”
“I promise. How about I show you the upstairs? Specifically
my bedroom. I’m sure you’ll like it.”
Brisa glanced over at the couch. “I suppose there would be
more room up there.”
“Definitely. I have a king-sized bed.”
She broke his hold by stepping back. “All right. Show me.”
Brisa walked toward the living room’s entrance, then paused to look over her
shoulder. “Don’t forget to bring your clothes.”
Darius quickly gathered them up and followed her out of the
room. They’d just reached the bottom of the staircase in the foyer when the
sound of a cell phone ringing could be heard.
Brisa walked over to her purse and picked it up off the
floor where she’d left it. “That’s me.” She reached inside and took out the
phone, then grimaced. “It’s my boss. I’d better take this.”
He listened to her answer, then after a few seconds heard
her ask, “Are you sure there is no one else except for me?” Seeing a look of
disappointment flash across her face, he figured the answer