Chapter 16

**Selina**

“Psst,” I shook Luca. “I need your help.”
Luca had passed out on the couch with Beth. He groaned and rubbed his eyes as he came to. “Selina?”
“Kade’s drunk, I need help getting him to… my room.”
He raised a brow. “Your room?”
“I don’t know where else to take him.” I whispered.
Luca helped me drag Kade up to my room and laid him on the bed. He weighed a ton. Thankfully, I had help. Luca hugged me and whispered in my ear where Kade couldn’t hear. “Take it easy on him. He’s had a hard time since the attack. Ptsd has been taking a toll on him.”
I nodded and sat down at the edge of the bed. What attack? Kade has ptsd? So many things I wanted to talk to Kade about, but it would have to wait until he’s sober. I knew being this close to him in my bed was a bad idea. I didn’t care. All I wanted was to give in and take him. I wanted to hate him. Scream at him. Hit him. But I couldn’t. no matter how much I wanted to, I couldn’t do that to the man I fell in love with all those years ago. He was my first love. The first man I gave myself to. He took my virginity. He took my heart.
I changed into a pair of shorts and tank top. I dropped onto the bed and laid on my side. My fingers traced his cheek and suddenly I felt all the emotions set in. Kade and I had our problems. He’s not perfect. Me? I’m definitely not getting mother of the year. But we’re here with each other. We found each other. No. Actually, Kade found me.
“Don’t go, Selina. I need you.” Kade whimpered in his sleep.
“I’m here, Kade. I’m right here.” I whispered.
I ran my hand down his neck to his chest and explored his body with my fingers. So much tension. Sexual frustration. Kade and I have a rocky past. Once lovers turned enemies. I wanted him badly right now. To feel the power between my legs when he fills me up.
“Fuck me, Selina. Ride me, baby. I need to feel you one more time. At least if I die, I’ll die a happy man knowing I had you more than once.”
I was tempted to give in.
Would he hate me in the morning if I took advantage of him in his drunken haze?
“I can’t, Kade. Not like this. Not when you’re drunk. I won’t take advantage of you like this.”
“Do it, baby. Take your revenge on me and use me like I did to you.” I could hear the desperation in his voice. So much guilt. Sadness. Remorse.
“Kade…”
“Please, fuck me like I fucked you. Make me hurt like I hurt you. Just… please… fuck me, baby.”
I couldn’t take it anymore.
I straddled him and pulled my shirt over my head, throwing the shirt behind me. I wouldn’t fuck him, but I would give him the best lapdance he ever had. Get him off with my mouth. Maybe even let him suck my nipples while I grind on his dick.
I buried my chest into his face and ground my hips. He drug his tongue over my nipple and bit down. My hands found his hair and tugged, jerking his head back. Young us was loving and soft. But now, present us was rough and complicated.
“Selina,” Kade hissed. “Do your worst. Make me pay for everything I’ve ever done to you. I deserve it. Please…”
His voice was laced with anguish.
“You’ll hate more than you already do if I fuck you.”
“I never hated you, baby. I hated myself for leaving you. If you don’t fuck me, I’ll just jack off in the bathroom.”
“Is that what you really want?” I asked, grinding my pussy on his dick.
“No, I want you to slide down and take me. Make me hurt real good, baby.”
“I won’t fuck you, but I will make you feel real good, sweetie. Tell me, do you want my mouth or my hand?”
“Christ baby, keep talking dirty like that and I’ll come in my pants.”
“Such a dirty boy for me. I think I have an idea. Have you ever been dominated? I’m talking about tie you to the bed and explore every inch of your body. Tell, me do you want me to torture you?”
“God yes, torment me! Make me beg you to fuck this sweet pussy. I want you to make me ache with need until I cry out your name. I’m your slave to do as you please. You own me, baby.”
If this was a sober Kade, he wouldn’t be so keen on wanting this. Actually, I kind of like this side of Kade. So desperate to please me.
“Hmm, I don’t know.” I teased, tugging the hem of his shirt up to reveal his toned stomach.
“I deserve it, baby.” He groaned.
“You have been an awfully bad boy.” I mused.
“And you baby, are such a damn tease.”
I pulled his shirt up over his head and put it behind his head. My lips brushed over his right nipple and took it between my teeth. I bit down hard. That earned me a strangled groan from him.
“Harder, baby.” Kade begged.
So, this was what it was like being in control.
Was this how Zane felt when he took over my body?
It was euphoric.
Made me feel powerful.
It also made me so wet.
I released his nipple and worked my way to his other one. I teased his right one with my finger and thumb while I took his left one between my teeth. I flicked my tongue against the pebbled tip. He bucked his hips as I ground my hips into him. When I was satisfied that he’d had enough, I pulled back and unbuttoned his pants. Pulling the zipper down, I wrapped my hands around his length.
“What’s it gonna be, slave boy? Hand or mouth?”
“Oh fuck, mouth.” He breathed out. “I want to feel your pouty lips wrapped around my dick. Have for weeks.”
I rubbed my thumb over the tip and spread the pre-cum that had leaked from his slit. He wanted me to torment him? Fine, I’ll play his game. I placed a kiss to the corner of his mouth and whispered. “Be real quiet and I’ll let you come in my mouth, darling.”
I slithered down his body and ran my tongue along the shaft. Kade’s body shivered when I took the head in my mouth. I loved teasing. It’s one thing I’ve become a professional at. All thanks to a few tips from Fiona. She was one of Giovanni’s girls. Not a stripper, but someone who works for Giovanni. She’s a temptress. An assassin. The woman that seduces the information out of the men or women that betray “The Boss”.
Maybe I could use this as an advantage.
Seduce a little information out of him.
Get my answers and get one hell of a ride in the process.
“Oh shit, baby, just like that.” Kade hissed.
I pulled my mouth off of his cock and smiled sweetly. “I’ll get you off if you tell me everything that happened the night you disappeared. Don’t leave one detail out.”
“I… please, keep going.”
“Who escorted you out of town and who was the one who gave the order?”