I bite down on my lip. Have I been lying to myself about who I am, or is Nero just corrupting me? Maybe spending all this time in his world has gotten to my head.
I’ve always prided myself on knowing right from wrong, but this place doesn’t feelwrong. It’s just different.
A drop of sweat rolls down the valley between my breasts. “I swear they turned up the temperature. I’m boiling in this blouse.”
Nero’s dark gaze slides over to me. “Should I take it off you?”
A shiver scatters down my spine. He’s so close that I can feel the caress of his breath against my cheek. My gaze drops to his lips. “You’re no longer worried about others seeing me in a state of undress?”
His big hand appears on my thigh. “You’re right. We can grab a private room to help you cool off.”
I swallow. “I think that would be quite counterproductive. I can’t believe you’ve never been to a place like this.”
He starts tracing circles on the inside of my thigh with his thumb. “I’ve been inside a few, but only when I had business to sort out with the owners. I never stuck around to participate.”
“Why do you think he invited us here?”
Nero presses his nose to my neck and inhales. “Who?”
My gaze dips down to Nero’s lap. There’s a pronounced bulge there.
“Maksim.”
He pulls back to look at me. “I have no clue, but have I told you that you look really fucking pretty when you turn all pink like this?”
My pussy flutters. “We should stay focused,” I whisper, trying to regain control of the situation as Nero’s hand begins to move higher beneath my skirt.
“We should.” The words rumble inside Nero’s chest. “Shit, baby. You’re already wet.”
Panicked, I scramble to my feet and press myself against the wall, needing to put some distance between us because I’m enjoying his attention a bit too much.
I’m enjoyingallof this a bit too much.
Nero steps closer, trapping me against the wall with one arm while his gaze drops to my chest. Damn it, why did I wear such a flimsy bra? It’s not enough to hide the hard nipples poking through my blouse.
“You sure you don’t want to find a private room? Who the fuck knows how long Maksim will take before he decides to show up.”
“I’m sure,” I choke out.
“I could take care of you so well,” he murmurs. “It pains me to see you suffer in those soaking panties.”
I glance down at the outline of his erection. “You seem uncomfortable too.”
His eyes darken, and he moves closer, pressing his body against mine. “Why do you think that is?” His words rumble inside his chest at the same time that his hard length twitches against my thigh.
A moan catches inside my throat. “Is being here turning you on?”
“Watching you get all flustered is. You’re so worked up that you’re grinding against me.”
My eyes snap wide open. Oh God, I am. When did that happen?
“You know, maybe we should split up for a bit,” I squeak out.
A woman lets out an excited moan from somewhere outside the alcove, and I instinctively lick my lips.
His eyes drop to my mouth. The tension between us is palpable, charged with electricity. “You’re not going anywhere without me.”
“Oh, there you are,” a familiar voice calls out.
