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“Oh, God—” she sucks in a sharp breath.
“That’s right, I am your God.”
“Zade!” she screams a moment before her pussy clenches onto my fingers so tightly, I can hardly move them any longer.
Her back arches and her head kicks back, past the point of caring about my demands and the movie. A sob wracks her throat as I continue thrusting, riding out her orgasm until her entire body is convulsing and she’s desperately trying to pull my hand away.
“Oh my god, oh my god, Zade, stop,” she chants, her juices flooding so heavily from her core that I feel them spilling past my hand.
Finally, I ease my fingers out, licking them clean as she watches me with a colorful expression. She’s satisfied, but embarrassment, shame, and anger are slowly creeping back in.
Now that she’s coming down from her high, reality is setting in.
I laugh as she scrambles from my lap and rearranges her dress back to its previous state—a tad more rumpled than before but no less beautiful.
There’s a slight wet spot between my legs, but luckily my black slacks conceal it, and most of it got on the seat. I feel the need to leave a hundred-dollar bill for whoever has to clean that.
“I can’t believe we did that,” she mutters under her breath, seemingly to herself as her hands drift over her hair, checking to make sure nothing is out of place.
“You look beautiful,” I say, cutting off her continued muttering and rendering her silent. Subtly, she glances over her shoulder at me, but doesn’t acknowledge my words.
“So, not only do you only fear me in the daylight, but you only love me when I’m making you come.”
That gets her attention. She whips around, fire in her eyes as she spits, “I don’t love you.”
“Not yet,” I counter, topping it off with a grin. Her eyes narrow into thin slits.
“Come on, little mouse. You’ve wasted enough time getting your pussy worshipped, let’s go get some answers.”
I slip past her, walking ahead of her and towards the doors. Yet, I still hear her mutter asshole under her breath, and it does nothing but bring me joy to know I get under her skin so deeply.
Chapter 26
The Manipulator
I ’m seething, and my thighs are slick with my own arousal as I rush after Zade.
He doesn’t bother turning the movie off. We just slip from the room and quickly make our way back into the ballroom.
It’s like no one even noticed us gone. But I’m sure people have, right? Zade has worked this entire room by now, and as much as I loathe to admit it, the man is unforgettable.
To say the fucking least.
All of two minutes pass before a man approaches us, his black uniform and white vest signaling his position.
“Mr. Forthright, Ms. Reilly, please follow me,” the butler, Marion, instructs.
Just like that, I’m stone-cold sober and the lingering orgasm has been completely eradicated.
Marion leads us through a series of hallways, pointing out certain pictures and historical artifacts Mark managed to get his hands on.
I nod and hum my appraisal, but my mind is drifting back towards Gigi and the potential information I could garner tonight. Mark might choose to give me breadcrumbs and keep me coming back for more, but it'll be futile.
He’s not getting me back in this house again. I'm not entirely sure if coming here was even worth it yet or not.
At least I got to watch an unreleased movie, even though I didn’t get to see how it ended.
Whatever, I don’t remember much about it anyways. My gaze was sightless when all I could focus on was—
