Nephilim and the Nun novel Chapter 23

Quinn:

"How did it go?" She asked, sauntering into the kitchen.

"As planned".

In response, she nodded slowly. 

My eyes drifted down her body. I could never tire of admiring her gracious curves. She was dressed in my tee from the night before, without the shorts.

"So, " she cleared her throat while fighting off a blush. "What's the next step?" She tucked some of her wild morning hair behind her ear.

"The General".

"Okay. I hope this works".

"Me too".

Moving past me, she went straight to the coffee maker to get her cup of coffee. After brewing herself a mug, she reached up to the top shelf for cream and sugar. This time around, I didn't help her. Instead, I remained in my place, watching the show.

The more she tried to reach for the shelf, the more her shirt raised, almost exposing her ass completely. Instinctively, her hand shot out to pull it down. She whipped her head towards me, staring at me with wide eyes and mouth agape.

A smirk graced my lips.

"Honey, I've seen that tight ass more times than I can count. And the best thing was, it was bare". My smirk widened while her mouth hung open.

"You…" she pointed a finger at me accusingly.

"want me to do more than just seeing". I completed for her, wetting my lips.

The action caught her attention. Her eyes darted to my wet lips and she gulped.

"I could help you get the sugar and cream but you're gonna have to pay".

With that, her eyes snapped to mine, glaring daggers at me. But my smirk remained.

"A kiss in exchange for sugar and cream". 

Again, I licked my lips, hinting at my point and as predicted, her eyes traveled back to them. Just when I thought she was going to give in, she stepped towards the kitchen island and carried one of the stools to climb.

I watched in amusement as she tried to climb the high stool. She almost succeeded but she stepped on the wrong foot and was about to fall when I blurred to her and caught her. Her arms wrapped around me tightly, holding onto me from the fright of falling hard.

At that moment, her eyes met mine. She stared into mine, mouth slightly open. All I needed to do was to lean in and claim her lips but strands of my long hair fell onto my eyes. Instinctively, she raised her hand and moved the stray hair from my eyes. Her hand rested on my cheeks while she kept staring into my silver orbs.