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“The good guy doesn’t get another man’s wife alone at a party with every intention of fucking her until she comes all over his cock.”
20
ELOISE
My mouth falls open as heat explodes in my cheeks.
“Alistair—”
I whimper as he looms over me, his lips brushing mine as his mouth slips to my cheek. I can feel his breath in my ear as his hand slides sensually over my hip, pulling me against his rock-hard body and the obscenely fat bulge in his pants.
“Massimo is setting up a high stakes poker game out there,” he growls quietly. “He wants me at the table, and he’ll be looking for you soon.”
I shudder. “Then I should go?—”
My breath catches sharply as Alistair’s hand slips behind me and grabs my ass possessively. Heat throbs in my core as my body trembles.
“There’s a scene in Casino Royale, when Bond tells Vesper to come to the poker game at a certain time, because he wants the table to be distracted by her beauty.”
I swallow. “Is that what you want me to do?”
“No, princess,” he growls. “I want you to walk in at a certain time with my cum filling your panties and drying on your fucking skin, so that when I look at you while I’m sitting across the table from Massimo, I’ll remember that I’ve already beaten him.”
It’s outrageously hot. But at the same time, it gives me pause.
“Is that what this is?” I whisper. “I’m just a prize you get for beating Massimo?—”
“You’re not just anything, Eloise,” Alistair hisses as his teeth rake down my neck. He nips at my earlobe, making me moan sharply. “You’re the whole fucking deal.”
He bites down on my ear again, making me yelp as heat and lust gather in my core. He cups my breast and drags his mouth up my jaw to my lips. He kisses me deeply, making me whimper as he pinches my nipple through my dress.
And I come alive.
My hands are suddenly all over him, desperately yanking at his shirt and kissing him eagerly as I melt against him. His shirt opens, and my pulse thuds in my ears as I slide my fingers over his bare skin, my fingertips tracing his muscles and his tattoos.
He suddenly spins me, pinning me to the edge of the desk and yanking my dress up over my hips. He grabs my ass possessively as he reaches up to pull the top of my dress down, letting my breasts spill out. He swats my ass hard with his palm, making me yelp in pleasure and need as I squirm back against him.
“You still think I’m the good guy, Eloise?” he growls as he yanks his pants open. I whimper as I feel him pull his big, thick cock free, letting it slap heavily against my ass.
“Is that what has your greedy little pussy so fucking wet for me?”
I moan as he cups me through my soaked panties, his finger rubbing up and down my seam as my legs start to shake.
“Because you think I’m the good guy?”
“No,” I choke.
“You’re not under some mistaken impression that you’re a good girl, are you?”
“Alistair,” I moan, my back arching as I desperately push back, needing more of his touch. Fuck, it’s like a craving I can’t ever sate. Like an itch that I keep scratching, but it keeps coming back, and he’s the only one who can reach it anyway.
“Because I’m not a good guy, Eloise. And you are definitely not a good girl.”
I yelp again as he spanks my ass with hard, deliberate swats. A moan rips from my throat as he sends electric sparks through one cheek, then the other, then back to the first until my ass is on fire.
My back arches again as he grabs my soaked panties and yanks them down to mid-thigh.
“Because a good girl, Eloise,” he murmurs, bending over me. He grabs my hair in a fist, pulling it to the side so that his lips can brush my ear. “Doesn’t bend over her husband’s desk like a greedy little slut, begging another man to give her the fucking she needs.”
