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“Morganna shows good sense at the oddest moments.” His head turned, eyes narrowed on her as he began to pull her out of the crowd. He stalked across the room, heading for the shadowed corner of her table. Rather than being pushed into one of the chairs there, she found herself flattened against the wall as his head lowered, his lips at her ear.
“What are you doing here?” She stared up at him defiantly. “I don’t remember inviting you.”
“No, you were too damned busy running away from me,” he snapped.
She should have told him then and there she didn’t want him, didn’t need him, but the words wouldn’t come out of her mouth.
“Jealous, Reno?” She was breathing harder, her nipples pebbled and pressed tight against her dress.
“Not jealous at all,” he assured her tightly. “You wouldn’t let another man touch you, would you, Raven? You know who that sweet little body belongs to, don’t you?”
“Yeah.” She smiled slowly, aware of the drowsy passion that reflected in her expression. “Me.”
He nipped her ear firmly, sending shudders racing through her. “I’m going to paddle your ass for that one.”
“Oh, spank me.” She gave a mock shiver, her voice sarcastic despite the tremors of trepidation skittering up her spine.
She gave a startled jerk as he imprisoned both wrists in one hand, holding them above her head as the other moved to the back of her thigh, running up the skirt of the dress to cup one rounded cheek of her ass firmly.
The feel of his hand, callused and warm, had her breath catching in her throat. The implied threat in the action should have pissed her off, at the very least should have made her more nervous than aroused.
“Oh baby, I will spank you.” To prove his point, his hand moved back before delivering a light, warming tap to her flesh. “You have no idea how well I’m going to spank that pretty little ass. If you wanted to play the vixen, sweetheart, then you knew where I was. You could have come to me.”
Her head fell back against the wall as his fingers slid beneath the edge of her panties and trailed down the narrow crevice separating her buttocks.
“I wanted to forget about you, not run to you,” she snapped breathlessly, fighting herself and the weakness that struck her knees as his fingers probed ever closer to the slick curves of her cunt.
She could feel her flesh heating further, the thick juices coating her pussy, preparing her for him as her mind filled with the erotic images of the night before. Reno coming over her, parting her thighs as he slid between them.
Her breath hitched in her throat as her vagina spasmed in greedy hunger.
“We’re going to discuss that one as well, darlin’,” he growled at her ear, pressing his hips against her lower stomach, letting her feel the thick erection behind the fly of his jeans. “We’re going to discuss all your little bad habits, in depth.” Two fingers plunged inside the weeping entrance of her cleft, stretching her sensitive flesh as he pushed her to the edge of climax.
The music surrounded them, the awareness that anyone could be watching. Not that they would see much the way Reno had positioned her.
“Reno…” Her gasping wail was low, a throttled cry of need as his lips slid to her throat, his teeth raking as he took gentle nips, then soothed the little fire with the warmth of his lips and tongue.
“Damn you, Raven.” His voice was rough, the edge of control apparent in the husky baritone. “You’re pushing me too far, baby. Only you would refuse to settle back and see where the hell this could go. Why do you want to push me?”
He thrust his fingers in her weeping pussy, holding her on the edge of sanity as she fought to keep from screaming out her demand that he take her. There and then.
“I’m not pushing you,” she gasped. “You keep pushing.… Ah God, Reno.” She had to bite her lip to keep from begging as he slid his fingers from her, panting as his lips continued to caress her neck, his breathing heavy and labored.
She stared up at him as he pulled back from her, lowering her arms, but still holding her wrists prisoner with his powerful hand.
“Show-off,” she accused darkly as her gaze flickered to her bound wrists. “Why didn’t you just bring the handcuffs?”
“Don’t tempt me.” His smile was all teeth. Predatory, intent. “Now come along like a good little girl, Raven.”
She frowned at the heavy mockery in his voice. He might be a bit more than pissed, she thought, which only caused her own temper to rise. He had no right to be angry with her; it was her choice how she spent her time, not his. And she would be damned if she would put up with this attitude because she decided to spend time dancing rather than waiting around on him.
“Hey, dude, you got no right to be hauling her out of here.” The big boy from the previous dance stood in their way, bringing Reno to a slow stop.
Raven glanced over his shoulder, wide-eyed. The younger man wasn’t as tall as Reno, but he was thick and heavy, built like a damned linebacker and staring at Reno like a bull on a rampage.
“Sorry, dude, but the lady belongs to me.” A normal rational man might have paid attention to the warning in Reno’s voice, not to mention the savage look on his face.
“I didn’t see no brand, asshole.” The younger man swayed drunkenly in front of him, causing Raven to stifle a groan of mortification.
