Page 17 of King of Temptation

She didn’t want his comfort. Or, more to the point, she didn’t want it to feel so damn good. “It’s fine. You aren’t the first person to think my work is silly and vapid.”

“I didn’t say that. What I said was that it’s not worth risking your life for.”

“Oh.” Still, the wound had been ripped open, yet again, and it wasn’t so easily stitched back together.

But then his hand was moving, stroking her burning flesh and completely distracting her from the ache in her chest. “Do you think you’ve learned your lesson, menace?”

Unlike all the times before, now his nickname for her sounded almost… sweet. And the part of her that did actually want to submit rose up inside her, for once overriding the bratty, contrarian side. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.”

Oh, no. No, no, no. She’d written those two words more times than she could count, but nobody had actually said them to her before. And so she was completely unprepared for the way her heart tripped, the way her stomach twisted itself into a knot at his praise.

And she was even more unprepared for the way her pussy clenched greedily, and the way his deep, wicked laughter washed over her as his fingers drifted down between her thighs.

“Do you like that, menace? Do you like being Daddy’s good girl?”

The tips of his fingers brushed against her soaked curls and god help her she actually whimpered. “Y-yes, Sir.”

“Say it.” The growl was back, but not in an angry way. In a way that spoke of the same desperate need she could feel pulsing through her own veins. “Say ‘I like being your good girl, Daddy’.”

Dangerous ground. They were treading on dangerous fucking ground.

And she didn’t care.

“I like being your good girl… Daddy.”

“Fuck.”

Another low growl and then his fingers were inside her, stroking that hidden spot in her pussy, the one that made her eyes cross with pleasure as she arched up with a cry.

“Oh, god! Yes, yes… oh my god.”

“Just Daddy will do for now, menace.”

She couldn’t even muster the will to roll her eyes or come up with some witty response, so overwhelming was the pleasure he was forcing on her. In some distant part of her mind, she knew this was wrong, so fucking wrong, but she was too overcome to care.

“That’s it, baby,” he murmured when she let out a low whine, her hips lifting of their own accord, inviting him deeper. “Let Daddy feel that pretty little cunt squeezing my fingers. Come for me, menace.”

Unable to even consider resisting him, she surrendered, bucking over his knee with a cry as the pressure inside her fractured, shattered, ripping her apart from the inside out as he continued working her with those too-knowledgeable fingers.

When she finally collapsed with a body-racking sigh, then and only then did he pull his fingers from her. “Fuck,” he muttered softly, but she was too far gone to worry about what that single word could mean.

He shifted her, lifting her up into his arms and carrying her to the bedroom, where he stripped her leggings and underwear from her before tucking her into bed. Sleep was already coming for her, dragging her under when he leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead.

“I need you to stay away, Goldie. Because god knows I’m not strong enough to keep my distance.”

Chapter 7

Goldie

She was never going to meet her deadline at this rate.

Once again, she found herself staring at her computer screen, daydreaming about a certain redheaded mafia boss, enforcer, whatever he’d be called. Only now, she knew exactly what it felt like to be spanked and finger-fucked over a set of strong, thick thighs.

And while that knowledge had certainly helped bring an element of realism to the scene she’d just finished writing that she could—however begrudgingly—admit hadn’t been there before, it was also making it incredibly difficult to focus now that the scene was done.

It was lowering to admit she’d half-hoped he would have texted her. Or maybe even shown up at her door with some grand declaration of how he couldn’t stay away from her, no matter how hard he tried. In her books, that’s exactly what would have happened.