When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 915

Hearing his question, if it hadn't been for the predatory gleam in his eye, she would have honestly thought he was just checking her schedule.

For once, she was quick on the uptake. "Yes, I have class."

After saying that, she practically fled to the kitchen for a glass of water, suddenly feeling parched.

As Lemira stood by the fridge, a broad chest pressed against her back, and a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist.

Lemira nearly choked on her water.

She finished her sip and spun around, eyeing Orion defensively. "Did you want some water too?"

Orion didn't say a word. He simply dipped his head and took a sip straight from the glass in her hands.

Lemira looked up at him. He was undeniably striking, his jawline sharp and devastating in the morning light.

Even the slow, deliberate way he drank was incredibly captivating.

When he stopped, a single drop of water clung to his bottom lip. He just stood there, staring at her.

Lemira felt an irresistible urge to wipe it away, but before she could, he leaned down and claimed her lips.

The kiss was blistering and intense. He lifted her effortlessly, setting her down gently onto the kitchen counter.

Lemira's heart fluttered wildly as she reached up, looping her arms around his neck. She loved him; she didn't want to reject his touch.

Her proactive response was like throwing gasoline on the fire in Orion's eyes.

He broke the kiss, his breathing ragged.

His dark eyes were bright, filled with a smoldering heat.

The usually aloof, untouchable man looked like a desperate teenager in front of her, a silent question burning in his gaze.

Lemira felt a rush of shyness and looked down, avoiding his eyes.

Orion pressed a kiss to the curve of her neck. "Can we?"

Blushing furiously, Lemira pulled her hands back. "Never mind."

Orion let out a low, rough laugh, trailing kisses down her throat. How could he possibly stop now?

He had no intention of stopping.

Lemira's fingers dug into his shoulders. She glanced nervously around the kitchen; faintly, the sound of a car horn echoed from the street outside, but the apartment was dead silent.

She knew she was never going to be able to look at this kitchen the same way again.

But suddenly, Orion froze, a look of profound frustration crossing his features.

Eventually, Orion carried her back into the master bedroom. Lemira hopped out of his arms and dashed straight for the bathroom.

Orion rubbed his temples, making a mental note to buy a box immediately so they wouldn't be derailed next time.

After all their lingering, it was already noon.

Orion drove her out to Bistrova for lunch.

As soon as Lemira checked her phone, she saw the massive news coverage of the Maple Group launch. Naturally, the Langstons' humiliating spectacle was heavily featured, contrasting sharply with the overwhelming praise for Maple Group's tech.

She smiled. The Langston family must be regretting every life choice right about now.

She recounted the news reports to Orion.

Keeping his eyes on the road, Orion asked casually, "When do you plan on calling the cops?"

Lemira paused. "Tomorrow, probably. I need to iron out the details with the Langstons later."

If the Langstons hadn't still possessed a tiny shred of usefulness, she wouldn't have bothered interacting with them at all.

Orion's grip on the steering wheel tightened. He knew this day was coming.

After they finished lunch, Orion drove her straight to campus.