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“And I get you during the duration as I want? However I want?”
Her breath hitched. “Yes.”
“So, what you’re saying is,” he leaned forward, “that I can round the desk right now and spread your pussy while my men can hear you scream outside?”
Zephyr felt her thighs clench. Damn. “Yes.”
“And let’s say, I strip you naked right here, right now, and press you against the window for the whole city to see while I pound you into the glass, you wouldn’t object?”
Oh dear lord, have mercy, she was getting hot. “No,” she breathed.
“And if I tell you to suck me off under the table like my personal little slut while I talk to one of my men, you would?” he asked her, almost daringly, either trying to scare her or thinking she was bluffing and calling her out on it.
Zephyr quietly stood up and dropped her bag on the carpeted floor, rounding the desk casually as he watched her.
She dropped to her knees between his legs and looked up at him. He appeared larger, like a true pirate overlord of the olden times.
“Talk to your man,” she called him on his bluff.
They stared at each other for a long, tense moment, her ready and willing to blow his mind, him trying to understand why a girl he didn’t know would go to such drastic lengths to marry him. He had no idea.
His hand went to his belt buckle.
She pulled her hair to one side.
He unzipped his jeans, watching her.
She settled her ass on her heels, watching him.
For long tense moments, they stayed that way, waiting for the other to blink.
Suddenly, he leaned forward, gripping her chin with his rough fingers. He held her in place, one side of his mouth turning up in a smile that should have been scary but to her was a victory.
“You’re playing with the beast, little rainbow.” His grip on her chin tightened. “I bite.”
She exposed her neck, keeping their gazes locked. “I was hoping you would,” she whispered.
“Fuck.”
The space between their faces tingled, the air heavy with anticipation as she closed her eyes and waited for him to close the distance, his breaths on her face, his scent in her nose, his touch on her skin.
The breath came closer, and her lips parted, her body supple, open, needy for his affection.
His fingers tightened on her chin once.
Then he let her go.
Zephyr blinked her eyes open, the first thing in her line of sight a sizeable bulge under his unbuttoned jeans. Her mouth salivated as she locked eyes with him.
"Are you tempted?" she asked, her voice a breathless whisper.
He didn't reply, just buttoned himself, adjusting his dick to accommodate, and stood up. Zephyr exhaled, collecting herself. Satisfied, but slightly disappointed, she held his thigh for support, deliberately placing her hand close to his bulge, and eased herself back to her feet.
She was straightening her dress when suddenly his hand was in her hair, his fist pulling her head back, and his mouth a hair's breadth away from hers. It would have been intimidating for someone who'd not seen the bones beneath his beast, who'd not know the tenderness with which he treated something he loved. It would have intimidated anyone, but Zephyr stayed fluid, keeping herself open to whatever he wanted to find inside her.
His gaze lingered on her for a moment, puzzled as though he was trying to figure her out, before he murmured, his words brushing her lips. "I will scar you."
"I might want it," she replied, puzzling him even more, passing whatever tests he kept throwing her way.
