Page 88 of Blissful Devotion

“You, actually,” I tell her honestly, and I watch a light dusting of pink paint her cheeks. Fuck, I love when she blushes. The way she can’t hide how her body reacts is delicious and very dangerous.

My cock was already hard just from the sight of her, but now we're pushing it. If we keep it up, I might very well have us stay right here for the night, and that’s not what I want, or rather, that’s not all I want, I guess I should say.

It’s even worse when her eyes trail down my body, and I get the feeling she wouldn’t complain about the change of plans.

I peel my gaze from her to check my watch and find the motivation I needed.

“The movie starts soon,” I tell her and clench my jaw when she sinks her teeth into that plush bottom lip I love.

I’d never thought my imagination was very good, but I can vividly imagine the taste of her and the way those beautiful lips will feel wrapped around my cock.

I still haven't had her all to myself, and gods, the temptation… I am a weak man.

“Kat.”

Her eyes snap up to meet mine, and I see the heat there, the desire, and I want to give in; fuck, do I want to so bad—but I also know she needs this break.

“Behave,” I tell her, my own voice deep and raspy in a clear tell of my own desire, but it can’t be helped.

I see her weighing her choices: to listen or not, and all I can do is wait. If she doesn’t listen, I’m not sure I’m strong enough to do anything but give in—not right now, at least.

It’s so funny how each of us gets a different version of her, and yet she’s still always herself. If I were Nathan, she wouldn’t have even blinked at his command; Alex would have told her to behave as he ripped her dress off and fucked her, all the while the rest of the house was just down the hall.

He loved the thrill of teasing the rest of us, the risk of one of us finding him; it was a dangerous game, but one that got her off almost as much as him.

I didn’t punish or push, though; no, I gave orders, and she pushed back. I’d been shocked at how much I loved her bratty little ass.

“Fine,” she scoffs, playfully rolling her eyes with a smirk before releasing her clutch with one hand, which she holds out to me in offering. “Let’s go then.”

Now it’s my turn to fall in line, and I shake my head at her satisfied smile as I do.

She still found a way to be a brat; why am I not surprised?

Thankfully, she’d said her goodbyes before she came to get me so we could head right out without an hour-long send-off. I drive us to the theater in mostly silence; she picked a radio station but kept it low, adorably bobbing her head. When I reach for her hand over the center console, I can’t stop the way my chest puffs out when she doesn’t even hesitate to intertwine her fingers with mine.

We pull up, and I watch her eyes go wide as understanding dawns on her.

Nate had offered to let me drive one of the dozen cars they have, but I’d refused. Flashy wasn’t my thing, and I hardly ever got to drive my truck. This was the perfect opportunity.

“I’ve never been to a drive-in!”

I had a feeling, which is why I’d picked it. In my opinion, movies are better like this; it gives a whole new experience and is the perfect excuse to cuddle up and avoid the slight chill when the sun goes down.

Add in Kat, and it’s fucking perfect.

“I heard you talking to Des about wanting to see a movie, and they happened to have it showing here too, so I thought it might be a cool experience.”

The way she beams at me tells me I made the right choice as I pull into one of the spots and throw it into park.

“Wait here.” I lean in, press a quick kiss to her forehead, then regretfully pull my fingers free of her to reach into the back seat and slide the small truck window open.

I catch the confusion on her face for a moment before understanding sinks in. I didn’t think she could seem happier, but she’s practically vibrating, and my cheeks hurt from smiling at her reaction.

Most of the blankets and pillows are already set up, the mattress inflated, and a few of her favorite snacks I wasn’t sure they would have were stashed in the bed under the cover. It only takes a second to pull the cover off, settle the few things that slid around on the drive, and lay down the last few things.

I jump down and nearly run to her door, flinging it open to pull her out and into my arms as her beautiful laughter fills the air, and I can’t help but hold her closer. Somehow I manage to keep her in my arms as I climb up onto the tailgate of the truck and kick off my boots. She doesn’t hesitate to do the same, letting her shoes drop to the ground without another look.

Spinning around, I drop down onto the air mattress and reluctantly set her down beside me. She watches me for a moment before she looks around, and this time her smile is sweet, her cheeks red as her tongue darts out to wet her lips.