He stands up, looming over me. “Feel what?”
“Do it again,” I demand.
A hand reaches down for me, and suddenly, I’m being pressed into the bed. Teo’s calloused fingers enclose around my neck, his breath mingling with mine as he glares at me. My heart almost leaps out of my chest.
“Let me make one thing very clear. You are my prisoner. You will be my prisoner until your brother gives me what I want. I will not play these games with you.”
Every word vibrates between us enticingly.
“Sounds like you’re scared,” I whisper, tilting my head up so he can better grip my neck. “You felt it too, don’t lie to me.”
“I felt nothing.”
“Then prove it.”
Whatever semblance of self-restraint holding him back seems to snap at my words. He closes the inches between us instantly. Crashing his mouth against mine in the most delicious way…
Yes.
Yes, yes, yes.
He’s hovering over me, tantalizingly close and yet too far. My free arm wraps around his neck, hoping to drag him closer.
He chuckles against my lips, holding firm. “You’re very eager to disgrace your family name.”
In response, I hook both legs around his waist. The sudden weight has him falling on top of me, a wall of solid muscle, and…yes, a hardening cock pushes into me.
I twist him over in a heartbeat. One arm still strung to the bed frame, I straddle him, pressing myself into that hardness with reckless abandon.
“As it seems, are you,” I purr right back, my free hand pinching his cheeks together. I bite at his puckered bottom lip and draw out a feral groan from him.
His hips suddenly buck up, catching me off guard. Stars close over my vision as the force of him against my throbbing core threatens to wreck me entirely.
The next thing I know, he’s on top of me again, breathless in our fight for dominance.
He stares down at me hungrily. His eyes snag on the fallen strap of my dress, low enough now to show off the side of my breast
“I’d take it off for you,” I smirk. “But someone handcuffed me to the bed.”
He shoots me a frustrated look. It’s the only warning I get before the sound of tearing fabric reaches my ears.
The sting of having my clothes ripped from me doesn’t register at all when the sight of Teo mouthing down my naked torso overwhelms my every sense.
“You can seduce me all you want. You’re not leaving this bed,” he says, his head getting lower and lower.
“Is that a promise?” I breathe.
Fingers pull down at my thong. His tongue follows behind every touch. It’s the perfect kind of agony, wrapped in longing and lust.
He doesn’t play with me. He just takes his devilish tongue and licks up my juices with one long, almost lazy sweep. My thighs tighten around his head in retaliation.
“You’ll be begging me to let you go by the time I’m done,” he murmurs against my inner thigh. Before biting down. Hard.
“Fuck!” I gasp. But he doesn’t let go. He brands me there, and I thrash against him in agony and joy.
His hands hold me still. “Just remember, you started this.”
Then Teo Vitale buries his tongue inside of me.
