Dirty Pleasures – The Lion and the Mouse Read Online Kenya Wright

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Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 140940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 705(@200wpm)___ 564(@250wpm)___ 470(@300wpm)
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“Hold on, mysh.” He held his hands up and yawned again.

That was when a sudden realization came to me.

I scanned the space. “Why am I in here? I’m supposed to be in the cell. Did I go in there and you moved me or—”

“First things first.” Kaz appeared more awake and slowly sat up. “Lunita was doing what to me?”

“Trying to fuck you.” I left the bed and grabbed my robe from the nightstand. “Now my question. Why didn’t you put me in the cell?”

“Because I did not want to—”

“Kaz, that was the only fucking reason why we rode on your sister’s plane—”

“Get back to Lunita and what she was doing to my ass.”

“You are so hardheaded.” I tied the robe over me. “I told you to put me in the cell because I didn’t want her coming out and starting shit, but you must have your way—”

“Because you are mine!” He roared and rose out of bed.

I tensed.

Even though he was across the room, his presence towered over me.

I folded my arms across my chest. “I should have been in the cell. Being yours has nothing to do with my sleeping with you at night—”

“It has everything to do with it—”

“Stop getting in the way of my progress of trying to control Lunita—”

“You just controlled her, and you were right next to me.”

I frowned.

He glared.

“Kaz.”

He leaned his head to the side. “Yes?”

“Next time, I’m going to let Lunita ram her finger up your ass. How about that?”

He opened his mouth in shock.

“Maybe that will teach you something.” I turned and stormed off to the bathroom.

“Mysh, we are not done talking about what happened.”

“I took control.” My chest swelled with the evidence of it. “Oh my God. I really did. I just. . .have to figure out how to do it again.”

“You took control? What does that mean?”

“She was kissing your cock and I just reached up and I don’t know. . .I pushed her away although. . .I couldn’t see her, but I just knew that was what to do.”

But wait. . .Can she do the same?

I opened the door, entered the bathroom, and stared into the mirror. I didn’t know why I had to see my reflection, but it felt necessary. The familiar face that looked back at me was my own, yet this morning it told a different story. My eyes screamed that I had won.

I’m here. This is me.

Kaz stood in the doorway. “Lunita returned and you forced her away and came back?”

“Exactly.”

He widened his eyes. “How do you feel?”

“Good.” I shivered. “I took control. That has to be important. Right?”

Maybe, I am. . .the host. Right?

A male voice loudly sounded in the room. “Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We are now beginning our descent into New Orleans.”

I ran my fingers through my hair. “I’m still. . .trying to figure out how. I was so mad. That could be significant too. The emotion could matter. I was so fucking mad. Fire and explosions mad.”

The pilot continued, “The local weather is looking good, a typical warm New Orleans’ morning with a temperature of 78 degrees Fahrenheit and a light breeze. The sky is clear with a few scattered clouds, so you can expect a smooth landing.”

Worry hit Kaz’s face. “Tell me more about how mad you were.”

I dragged my view from the mirror and turned to him. “There Lunita was, kissing on your cock. I could feel her excitement. She planned on fucking you.”

Worry filled Kaz’s eyes.

“We are running on schedule,” the pilot said. “And anticipate touching down at Louis Armstrong New Orleans International Airport at approximately 7:45am local time.”

“I have no doubt in my mind that she was really going to fuck you.” I shook my head. “Probably suck you off first. I don’t know. Why the hell would she think that was okay? Every time she comes out she keeps overstepping more and more.”

Kaz looked away. “Mysh, I need to tell you something—”

“As we prepare for landing, please ensure your seat belts are fastened and—”

“Goddamn it!” Kaz stormed off, muttering something in Russian that could only be a curse word.

“It has truly been a pleasure serving you,” the pilot said.

When Kaz got to the door, he yanked it open and roared, “Tell that fucking pilot to shut the fuck up before I rip his throat out!”

Surely not hearing him, the pilot said, “Welcome to New Orleans.”

Kaz slammed the door. “Idiot!”

What is wrong with my baby?

The hum of the plane’s engine shifted in tone, becoming louder and more intense.

I stepped out of the bathroom. “Kaz, you can’t be threatening the captain like that. He could accidentally kill us or something, and think of the kids. They don’t need to hear you screaming—”

“My father yelled all the time—”

“And you are probably crazy because of it.” I touched the side of my head. “I’m already nuts. Let’s try to keep it chill as possible around Emilio and Paolo, please.”



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