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Not while I’m standing here and she’s looking at me like she wants to rip my clothes off piece by piece.
“We’re going to stay here for a bit, get to know one another.”
“I thought we just did that.”
I smirk down at the ground, loving her eagerness already.
“This time, with much less talking.”
Slowly, I make my way toward the oak table at the back of the room, unbuttoning my jacket and carefully peeling it off my body. I hang my coat over the back of a chair, settle into the seat, and fix my gaze on Zoe. I consciously absorb every detail of this moment, realizing it will be all I have of her later—just a handful of memories to treasure.
As if she were actually here. Sitting in front of me, ready to open herself up and trust me with her mind and body.
But it’s not me she’s giving herself to. It’s Runi.
Would she still be a willing participant if she knew I was her brother’s best friend hiding behind this mask? About to completely use her body, worship her, deny her pleasure until I’m fully satisfied? Have her begging for me to stop while simultaneously needing more?
A part of me hopes Zoe would still want me if she knew my true identity. Even though it’s unlikely, considering I spent years under the same roof as her, actively trying to not pay her any attention. Making it seem like I wasn’t interested on purpose. Pretending like I didn’t care in hopes that I would eventually forget about how much I wanted her. Leaving her alone was for her own good. It would have gotten messy, and I didn’t want to lose both Zoe and Aaron. But no amount of time or lying to myself ever worked.
It’s better to remain hidden. We can be different people tonight, without all the past weighing us down.
This will forever be my secret to guard. No one can ever find out.
“And how exactly are you planning on doing that, Runi? Are you going to make love to me?” Zoe gives me a shy grin, leaning back on her palms as she presses her thighs together.
I’ve been wanting to tame that mouth of hers for far too long. We’re going to have so much fun together.
Smiling to myself, I remove my cuff links and unhurriedly roll up my sleeves.
“I don’t make love, little brat. I fuck, hard and fast. I’ll take what I want until I’m satisfied. You’ll be screaming, pleading, and begging for me to stop.”
I look up in time to see Zoe reposition herself, squeezing her thighs tighter together, her mouth popping open in shock.
“If you want someone to make love with, you’re not going to get it from me. Now, uncross your legs and spread them open. I want to see how wet you are.”
She takes a deep breath, her eyes narrowing with lust as she locks her gaze onto me, erasing any trace of the confident smile she wore earlier.
The Gothic, dungeon-style room matches the other ones spread across the basement of the mansion. From what I’ve been told, all the rooms are soundproofed, but you’d never suspect it with how timely the stone walls appear and the flickering candlelight dancing on the wooden floors, creating a haunting glow. Dominating one side of the chamber is an old, gray, stone fireplace, its massive hearth covered in ornate carvings that appear to hold years of history. Above the mantle hangs a tapestry of a dark, moonlit forest with two shadow figures in the distance, but the details aren’t important right now.
What is important is the woman sitting on the edge of the large, red bed in the heart of the chamber. Waiting for me eagerly as I approach her. She still appears to be a little shell-shocked by my crude tongue but not enough to take her eyes off me as I stalk toward her.
Standing above her, I lift her chin up, forcing her to look up at me. Her outstretched neck is inviting as I get a perfect view of her perky breasts.
“Do you still want this?”
“Yes,” she breathes out instantly.
“Remember that when you think you can’t take anymore. When I’m telling you to give me more.”
Bending down, I kiss her, not getting over the way her lips seem to fit mine perfectly. As if she were made for me. Sliding one hand down her neck, I wrap my other arm around her back. She deepens our kiss, dragging her nails across my shoulders and down my chest. Shivers rush down my body, and Zoe tugs at the buttons on my shirt.
“I need you.”
“So impatient,” I growl against her lips, gently biting the corner of her mouth as she lets out a soft whimper.
She has no idea what I have in store for her.
“Can I take off your mask?” I say, and she nods, gripping the front of the plastic as she pulls it off her face. I’ve looked at her a million times, but it never gets old. Her beauty never ceases to take my breath away. This magnetic pull I’ve constantly felt for her is getting stronger, and I know tonight is going to forever bind me to her. I said I would ruin her for any man who touches her, but I have a feeling she’s going to ruin me just as much. Maybe even more. The thought of the aftermath makes my heart tremble, as tonight will forever be etched onto my soul like a tattoo.
