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Her tongue pressed to the roof of her mouth, words sticking in her throat.
“You want to fuck him?” he asked, the calmness in his voice edged with challenge. “Because he certainly wants to fuck you.”
It was impossible to tell if his anger was genuine or if this was part of the game. A fine sheen of sweat broke out on her skin, but the nerves didn’t stop her desire from spiking like a fever. “No, I—”
“You’re mine tonight. Every damn inch of you.” His breath was hot against her neck and his arm around her abdomen tight. “Tell me you’re mine.”
She swallowed past the constriction in her throat. “I’m yours.”
“Tell me who’ll be fucking you tonight.”
She was trembling in his hold, but that initial fight-or-flight response had fallen away. What replaced it was potent and breath-stealing. Flashes of hearing Donovan’s words in the hallway that night long ago flitted through her brain. How badly she’d wanted a taste of what that felt like, to be consumed with lust for someone, to break the rules for it. “You.”
He nuzzled her neck and her nipples stiffened beneath her dress. “Tell me your safe word.”
It took her a second to answer, her body’s responses overtaking most of her faculties. “Blue.”
He pushed his hips against her, his erection obvious against her backside. “You’re going to leave with me. Now’s your chance, Rush. What color is the sky?”
She squeezed her eyes shut, goose bumps breaking out over her skin. He was giving her a chance to pull the plug, to let him know if it was too much. She’d told him she wanted the fantasies. But maybe she was jumping in too far too fast. Fear beat a tattoo against her ribs.
His hand splayed out over her belly, sunk lower, pressing on the spot that was starting to throb. “What. Color. Is. The. Sky?”
Her chest rose and fell with a harsh breath. The word was out before she could think too much more about it. “Green.”
His hand curved, cupping her sex through the fabric of her dress and applying knee-weakening pressure. “You’re going to stay quiet and come with me. If you play nice, I might let your date get home tonight without getting his teeth knocked in for touching you.”
“Lane knows about us. He . . . saw your text.” She was having trouble stringing together words with his hand stroking her. “He was . . . playing, too. He . . . liked the idea.”
“Is that right? Hmm, maybe I should make him watch, then. Show him what he doesn’t get to have.”
She stiffened, some weird combination of terror and illicit desire braiding through her. “No, we can’t—”
He nipped her earlobe. “Don’t worry. Tonight, you’re only for me. But don’t think I didn’t feel you clench and catch your breath at the thought of being watched. Filthy thoughts, Rush. You should be blushing. Have you no shame?”
“Fuck you,” she ground out but couldn’t muster any ire in it.
“That’s the idea.” He stroked her, arousal clamoring to meet his every move, and her head tipped back against his shoulder.
Voices sounded near the bathroom door, and Donovan dragged her back, farther into the shadowed corner, tucking them between the back door and an empty trash can. His hand shifted and slipped beneath her dress.
She let out a whimper, but bit down on her lip when the two men she’d seen in the restroom exited. If they turned her way, they wouldn’t be able to see where Donovan’s hand had gone, but she knew everything would show on her face.
Donovan shoved aside her panties and slid two hot fingers along her naked flesh.
“Fuck, yes,” he growled. “Feel how soaked you already are. How bad you want this. You know what that does to me?”
She couldn’t talk. She was already riding an edge, and his skilled fingers were rocketing her closer to it.
Donovan released his hold on her waist and then a second hand was beneath her dress. He yanked her panties down and she gasped.
“Step out of them,” he commanded. “When I walk you out, when you say good-bye to your date, I want to know that all that’s beneath this dress is this sexy cunt all slippery and hot for me.”
She groaned—the words driving her just as high as his touch. She stepped out of her panties and kicked them to the side. He reached down, swept them off the floor, and tucked them into his suit jacket’s inner pocket.
He stepped in front of her, backing her up against the wall and bracketing her with his arms. She’d seen Donovan with desire on his face. But never had she experienced the thunderous lust he was sending her way now. It hit her like an air bag. Boom. Lungs crushed. No breath.
“I wanted you like this from the very first moment I saw you. Back then. And now.” He leaned forward, his lips brushing hers. “Tonight. I will fucking have you.”
