Destructive Luxe_A Luxe Novel Book 2

by H. Q. Frost

  "I love being inside you," he whispered in her ear. Her hands dug into his hair and she met his thrusts with her own. "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever touched, El," he whispered. Each time he whispered something she grew closer and closer. "Fuck, I love when you moan like that."

  Sweet endearments and dirty talk during sex was his MO, and he was skilled with what to say to bring a woman pleasure. Every line he used on her, he'd used on other women. That was what they loved to hear and it was working on Lilith so he wasn't going to stop. The difference was, his words actually meant something this time around.

  He built her up so high with his sexy endearing comments that she almost blurted words she wasn't ready to admit out loud.

  "You're so fucking perfect under me, El. When I'm inside you, everything is right."

  She took a final thrust upward and a slow tingling sensation built from her chest to between her legs, releasing the gush of her orgasm. The force of her release had him unable to hold back his own.

  Holding himself over her, not to crush her with his weight, he could feel the rapid rise and fall of her chest against his. Her hands went to his sides and she softly pulled her nails upward to his shoulders just as the rest of the lights went out.

  "That's our cue," he huffed and pulled out of her. She gasped from the loss of contact and he smirked.

  Grabbing his phone, he illuminated the screen so they could dress.

  "Not sure Brooks will want this back unwashed." He chuckled folding the blanket then tucked it under his arm, reaching out blindly for her hand.

  Lilith put her other hand to her embarrassed face and blurted, "I'm sorry my orgasms are like that."

  "What?" That made him feel like an ass for saying what he did about the blanket. "Are you kidding? That's so fucking hot, El." He spun her to face him. "I love it. I love everything about you."

  He could feel her smile as she pressed her lips to his. It wasn't unlike him to talk his way into women's pants, but with her, he didn't want to stop. He wanted her to know the maudlin way she was capable of making him feel.

  "Date's up, Mr. Borg," she said as they reached the door.

  Daylight stung their eyes and they both looked down.

  Her fingers ran through her tangled hair. "How's my hair? Is it a mess?"

  "Looks like 'my boyfriend just fucked me' hair." He chuckled.

  "Help," she said in a desperate tone.

  Laughing, he untangled her curls and her soft, silky black hair fell nicely into place down her back.

  "Do you like it?" he asked as they walked toward the entrance; she looked over confused. "Your hair color."

  "Do you?"

  "I do." He nodded reassuringly. "A lot."

  "I like it." She grinned putting her hand to his. "Stop here." She stopped him at the gate, not wanting to say her goodbye where Tony could see them. Wrapping her arms around his neck she smiled at him. "Thank you for the beautiful." She kissed him. "Beautiful." She kissed him. "Flowers this morning. And thank you for this amazing afternoon to help me with my shitty day. I have the best time with you." She kissed him again.

  "Me too, El. You need to come over soon. I bought something I want to show you."

  "I will."

  "When?" He stared at her with a grin, trying to act as if he wasn't serious, but he was dead serious.

  "Uh, Saturday?"

  "It's Monday," he dryly responded. Five days without seeing her would be torture.

  "We'll get together sooner, but next Saturday I want to spend the night with you." She kissed him, biting his lip. "Okay?"

  He barely formed proper thoughts when she did that to him. "Yeah."

  "Go back to work." She giggled letting him go. "Call me later. Text me or something." When she glanced back at him, he nodded.

  Before getting into the car, she waved then blew him a kiss; he grinned like a smitten idiot and watched her get in.

  "That was Borg, right?" Tony asked.

  "Yeah."

  "You guys are close?" he asked in confusion.

  "He's my boyfriend."

  "You were supposed to meet a client and I swear Veronica sent me Borg's file." He grabbed his phone.

  "He was the client."

  Tony looked in the rearview at her then decided to turn and look directly at her.

  "It was a little joke." She pulled her phone from her purse that she left in the car.

  "What happened to your other boyfriend?" he asked and she cocked her eyebrow at him. "Borg wasn't your boyfriend that was living at the condo."

  "Oh! I broke up with him." She looked away.

  "Does Ian know you're dating Borg?"

  "Yep. We gonna get back to work? I have to get Richie on the schedule." Lilith eased into the seat and closed her eyes. Thanks to Justin, the smile on her face and flutter in her chest had promise to make her day turn around.

  Justin having to fly to California last minute for a big case cancelled any plans of them getting together that week. As it was, Lilith's packed schedule only gave her and Ian a few hours together the entire week. On Friday when Justin flew back in, he convinced Lilith to come up to the bar for a drink, and to bring Ashley so she could be introduced to his friend Tomo.

  "Here?" Ashley cringed when they arrived.

  "Shut up, come on." Lilith grabbed her hand, pulling her into the bar.

  It seemed all eyes were on them in the packed bar.

  "Awkward," Ashley muttered and Lilith giggled.

  "El!" Kurt called out.

  "Hi." A big smile graced her face as she walked toward Justin who was stalking toward her.

  "You look so sexy." His hand slid along the bared flesh between her shirt and jeans. "You should get a big fucking tattoo right here." He pulled back to look at the soft skin of her lower stomach. He wanted to stroke his tongue over it in front of a bar full of his friends.

  "Yeah?" She giggled stepping closer to him.

  "So fucking sexy." He grinned.

  She couldn't stop herself, she pushed her lips to his. During the passionate kiss he dipped her back and when they stopped, the bar cheered.

  "They didn't believe me you were coming." His eyes went to her breasts. "Where's your coat, ZP? You're really cold."

  Her erect nipples were taunting. Lilith quickly slid her arms over her breasts.

  "Oh god," she whispered and laughed.

  "Hi, Ashley."

  "Hi, Justin." Ashley's lackluster response made Lilith glance at her.

  "Everyone, this is Ashley. She's El's best friend," Justin announced before stopping someone walking past. "Tomo, Ashley's into graffiti and shit."

  Ashley smiled and looked at Lilith.

  "You are?" Tomo's charming smile had her stepping a little closer.

  "Are you…" She paused and narrowed her eyes a little. "French?"

  "Oui." He chuckled. "You speak?"

  Justin pulled Lilith to the bar, leaving Ashley and Tomo to talk.

  "Nice to see you again, El." Eleanor approached.

  "You too." Lilith's happy smile spoke her intentions with Justin. Clanking her glass with his, she heard Ashley's laugh and beamed at her friend over her shoulder.

  "I think she likes him," Justin said looking over at them.

  "I hope he likes her."

  "He will. She's hot, she does fun stuff he's into. He'll like her." He went to lean in but Kurt squeezed his way between them and turned to Lilith with a grin.

  "Hey," he said and she laughed.

  "Prick," Justin muttered. "Can I get a minute with my girl?"

  "Yeah, no. How've you been since we've seen each other last? You doing okay without me?"

  Lilith cocked her eyebrow then looked at Justin.

  "Shh. It's okay." Kurt's hand swiped down Lilith's cheek. "He knows your true feelings for me."

  "Asshat." Justin slapped the back of Kurt's head and he cowered.

  "Aw." Lilith giggled and rubbed the assaulted spot.

  "Take care of me, El." Kurt put h
is head on her shoulder.

  Lilith was laughing but Justin's threatening glare on his friend made him pull away.

  "Gotta go," Kurt said quickly and ran over to the group they were with.

  Lilith grinned. "I love your friends. Eleanor is sweet and Kurt's hilarious."

  "He's a prick."

  "He's still funny." She grabbed his shirt at his stomach and pulled him toward her.

  "I wish you were coming home with me," he whispered inches from her lips.

  "I do too." She stared into his eyes.

  "I love being with you." His bottom lip brushed hers.

  She let out a shaky breath. "Justin, I—"

  "Stop fucking on the bar!" Tomo interrupted, slapping Justin on the back. "Tomorrow night we're all getting together for drinks. It's Ashley's birthday Sunday. We're celebrating!" He raised his beer.

  Lilith thought about the party for Ashley that she refused to attend because of Heidi, but she put a smile on her face and grabbed her beer from the bar. They clanked their glasses together.

  "Hey." Justin pulled Lilith against him. "I bought you something. It's in the jeep. We'll be right back," he told Ashley who barely acknowledged him because she was enthralled with Tomo.

  The chill in the air had Lilith pushing tighter against Justin and he took his coat off, putting it around her.

  "You're going to freeze." She tried to give it back.

  "I'll freeze then. You're not going to." He pulled her close again. "So this is what I bought. What I've been telling you I bought." He pulled his phone out of his pocket and opened his pictures.

  First glance showed a few of Layna in the mix of pictures flashing across the screen. Coming to a stop, a picture of a newest model Rocket III Triumph motorcycle displayed on the screen. She had no idea what type of motorcycle it was, but it looked more comfortable than his Diavel.

  "That's really sexy. You gonna take me for a ride?"

  "Yes I am and what I bought for you is this." He pulled a matte black helmet out of his jeep; it matched his bike. Lilith grinned and giggled, grabbing the helmet. "And this." Reaching in the front seat, he pulled a black leather jacket out.

  The coat was a double-breasted zip up with a silver zipper and two zipper pockets on the side. It was tight, it was fashionable, and it was practical for riding. It'd keep her warm and as safe as a riding jacket would if she were to fall off.

  "It's all cute and shit, reminded me of you. Cute and durable."

  She stared wide-eyed then jumped into his arms, pushing him into the jeep.

  "I love it!" Her lips landed all over his face. "Oh my god, I can't wait!" she squealed with delight and he laughed.

  "I was worried you'd hate it."

  "No! God no! Put it on! Put it on!" She let him go and pulled his jacket off.

  The sexy jacket slid over her arms and he zipped it, admiring how snuggly it fit over the curves of her breasts.

  "Can you move around? Are you comfortable?"

  "Yes! It's so warm. I love y—" Words halted. "I love it." Both worry and disappointment was hidden when she dropped her head. She wished those words could flow because they were sincere, but she hoped he didn't catch it.

  Unsure if he heard that correctly, he held out the helmet. "Put it on." He smiled as she slid it on. "Can you move your head? It shouldn't be too tight or you'll squeeze your face." He laughed lifting the visor.

  "It's great. You're great. I'd kiss you but I'm not sure how." She laughed.

  "Like this." The helmet was pulled off her head and she wrapped her arms around him.

  Their lips locked with a perfect fit and his hands slid down the sleek jacket to the small of her back, pulling her closer so she could feel the thickening in his jeans.

  "We have to stop," she breathed as the familiar gush had her clenching stomach and pelvic muscles.

  "No we don't." The whispered words breathed into her mouth before his tongue slide over hers again. Roaming hands clutched at her ass, wishing her jeans weren't between them.

  "I want you so bad," she moaned while catching a breath.

  "Come home with me." His lips traveled down her neck with taunting bites.

  "I can't. Oh god," she breathed, pushing herself harder against his leg and softly rocking.

  "Let me make you come." Her tight jeans restricted the movement of his fingers when he slid his hand down the front, so he undid the button.

  "Justin," she gasped, digging her nails into his arm.

  "I want this in my mouth, El," he moaned into her ear while rubbing a steady circle around her clit. "I want to wear you on my fucking face so I can taste and smell you all day."

  Inhaling sharply and squeezing his arm tighter, she let out a gasp as he pushed two fingers inside of her.

  "Such a tight fucking pussy, ZP," he growled in her ear, hooking and pumping his fingers faster.

  "I'm going to come," she whispered, her breath quickening.

  "Squirt on my hand. Give me what's mine, El."

  "Justin," she moaned louder than she'd been as she lost it to a trembling orgasm that gushed over his hand.

  He held her up by her ass cheek while feeling her convulse around his fingers that were still inside her. When her tense muscles loosened minutes later, he eased her to standing and slowly pulled his hand out. Wanting to taste his reward, he brought his fingers to his lips but she grabbed his hand, pushing the two fingers that'd just been deep inside her into her mouth. Her tongue slid between them and he groaned, painfully hard. His tongue intruded her mouth with his fingers, determined to taste what he knew would be his complete undoing of the woman.

  The ringing of her cellphone made her abruptly stop.

  "Shit," she huffed, pulling it out of her pocket. "Hello."

  "Hey, you're not still working are you?" Ian asked.

  "No. I went out for a drink." Her eyes closed tightly as her stomach flipped.

  "Come home, baby."

  "Ian, I—"

  "We need to talk about the money going into Karen's account," he said carefully and Justin watched her tense up. "Lily?" Ian said after a few seconds of silence.

  "I'll see you soon." She hung up the phone and looked at Justin. "I have to head home to discuss a few changes with Luxe."

  It took a lot for him not to complain, but he kept his mouth shut while they walked into the bar with their fingers locked.

  "Nice coat, El," Kurt called out and she smiled.

  Lilith leaned into Justin's ear. "Thank you so much. You have no idea how much I love it, all of it." She nibbled his ear softly.

  Feeling freezes so JUSTIN knows it must be

  I look into her eyes and I want to jump in. I want to tell her I love her, that I'm crazy about her. I want to tell her to have my babies and we can live happily ever after. I want to tell her to leave Ian Jacks because he's a worthless prick anyway.

  All I tell her is, "I'm glad."

  Thank shit I didn't let that crazy shit out.

  She smiles at me that sexy, innocent, but so seductive smile and my heart's racing.

  "Fuck happened to you, man?" Tomo breaks my infatuated stare on El and touches my arm that has a trickle of blood running down from when El dug her nails into me.

  "Oh shit." I start to laugh; that's so fucking sexy. I hear her gasp and she grabs my arm. She knows she did it and to subside the sadness on her face, I smugly say, "Tells me I did a good job."

  "I'm sorry." She mouths the words and I shake my head no.

  The quick kiss she places on my lips isn't enough but she grabs Ashley, telling her they have to leave. It's bullshit I got a whole forty minutes with her. And it's bullshit Jacks says jump and she says how high.

  My girl says goodbye to my friends and I watch Eleanor hug her, which is bizarre because Eleanor hates everyone, but El's a fucking magnet drawing everyone in. She touches my lip then walks out the door. She's fucking gone and I'm still standing here like an idiot that's lost without his map. She's my fucking map.

  "You
poor bastard." Tomo laughs loudly, patting my shoulder and I realize I'm longingly staring after her.

  I feel like a tool and a pussy right now. My friends are laughing and I look at Eleanor who's grinning. I burst into laughter at just how pathetic I am.

  "This man has it bad. Get him a strong drink." Kurt wraps his arm around my neck. "She's going to be the death of you, brother."

  "Fuck yeah she is. She's torture." I stare at the shot glass in front of me and wonder what I've gotten myself into.

  Lilith woke when Ian did but she didn't have anything to do until the sex class Tash set up for the girls of Luxe.

  When she called Ashley's phone, Ashley grumbled, "Lilith, it's early."

  "It's almost ten. Get up, I want you to come with me."

  "Where?"

  "I need to get a tattoo."

  "What?" Ashley groaned.

  "I want a tattoo."

  Ashley began to laugh loudly. "Justin Borg has got a hold on you."

  "Shut up. Just come with me."

  "Tattoo shops aren't even open yet." Ashley chuckled.

  "I want to get some food first. One should be open by eleven. I only have until two though. I have that class thing today."

  "You're fucking serious!" Ashley almost choked on her dry mouth. "You cunt, you really want a tattoo?"

  "Yes. Will you please come? I have no idea what I'm doing."

  "I don't have tattoos!" Ashley snapped.

  "I know, but you're more experienced with…stuff." Lilith shrugged.

  "Oh my, baby girl, how I love you. Let me get the fuck out of bed. Pick me up."

  The girls sat at breakfast silently as they both tried to figure out where Lilith should go for her first tattoo.

  "Why don't you ask Justin?" Ashley finally asked.

  "I don't want him to know. It's for him."

  "What! Like his name?" Ashley shouted, drawing the attention of the people in the small diner.

  Lilith laughed, putting her hand to her blushing face. "No. I'm getting it because he said it'd be sexy, and what I'm getting is for Ian."

  "What the right fuck, Lilith!" Ashley stared wide-eyed. "You dirty whore. Only you could get a tattoo for two guys." She began to laugh and put her hand to her mouth. "What is it and where?"