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“What if I don’t want you to hold back?” I asked, my voice breathy.
My stomach clenched when his eyes lowered to my lips. I licked them, feeling my throat dry as his touch, intense stare, body heat, and delicious male scent turned me on. If I could, I would take him to the corner, tuck the dress of my skirt up and ride him until both of us forgot our names.
“These lips,” he rumbled, his thumb rubbing over my bottom lip. “The things I want to do to them.”
I didn’t care whether we were in public. So close to the stage of the club with people surrounding us, sharing their own naughty whispers. I didn’t care one bit when I parted my lips and took his thumb in my warm mouth. Staring at his face from beneath my lashes, I sucked on his thumb, licking the soft pad and hollowing my cheeks.
He emitted a low groan, making me clench my thighs. I released it with a pop, my red lipstick smearing at the base of his knuckle.
“You were saying?” I asked, raising my brows, but I was sure he couldn’t see them since my mask covered them.
He pulled back, his sharp jaw clenching. “Do you have any limits?” he asked, his voice deeper and hoarser than before.
I smirked and shook my head. “I am sure I can handle it, big guy.”
“Even if I want to fuck your ass?”
My eyes widened. Words died in my mouth at his question. This man was blunt and arrogance rolled off of him in fumes. He didn’t care about anyone overhearing us. He wasn’t insecure about his desires and demanded answers when asked because I was pinned on the wall with a firm, but gentle hand wrapped around my throat.
“I asked you something, kitten,” he purred, his low voice making me shiver. “I don’t like to repeat myself. Is anal off limits?”
“Yes,” I said in a firm voice. “I haven’t prepped for it.”
He nodded. “Good girl, I want you to be honest throughout the night.”
His praise made my knees shaky. He pulled away and offered his hand to me. “Come on, I am going to punish you before I fuck you.”
Before I could accept his hand, a man in a white suit appeared by my side.
“You’re mistaken.” The stranger with white mask dismissed the man in a dark suit who was frowning at him. “She is mine for the night.”
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RULES
DAMON
My hand clenched into a fist, and I glared at the man who was eyeing the woman—my kitten—like he owned her. It wasn’t her fault. She looked stunning in her navy dress (despite the spilled champagne) with her brown skin glowing under the dim light.
“She’s with me,” I told him, my voice gentle but firm. “Find someone else.”
“I’m not sure if you heard me. I said she’s mine for the night.”
Before I could say anything, the woman stepped between us, glaring at the man. My eyes dipped down the backless dress to the delicious curve of her ass. It was perfect. I wanted to tug off that dress, spank her, and see it jiggle as I fuck her. I couldn’t wait.
The woman started, “On what basis? I didn’t sign up for any demos or—”
While it was good to know she could stand her own guard, I had already chosen her for the night.
Glaring at the man, I said, “She has a partner.”
I brushed past him and wrapped my hand around her dainty wrist. My eyes snapped at her face, her coffee-colored eyes. I felt the burning electricity shoot through me when I touched her.
I need her. Now.
Holding her, I dragged her away from the man, shooting him a look that said I’d like to see you try to take her from me, and showed my ID to the guard who was assigned in front of the VIP suites.
I had come to Hollywood because I was invited to check out my ex-competitor’s sex club, Aphrodite. It was similar to my previous club, Vixen, which I had sold off to another investor who would take much better care of it while I work on Moore Beauty. I wasn’t planning to go to Aphrodite. I was busy making sure our new product for the brand was converting into profit and that the marketing team was doing their job.
