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Finally, a surge of rage burned across her reddened face, and she wrenched herself out of my grip.
She spun, her hand shooting toward the nearest bottle of champagne. But I was already exploding into action. The bottle never even lifted an inch from the ice bucket when my hand took hold of her.
She gasped as her back collided with the wall with athump. “Let me go!” she hissed through clenched teeth.
“So you can waste a perfectly good bottle of champagne by smashing it on my head?” I chuckled darkly as I plucked the bottle easily from her delicate fingers.
In the brief scuffle, her bathrobe burst open and heat—scalding hot and dewy against my skin—poured from her body. She whimpered as I pressed my hips hard against her, holding her effortlessly against me once again.
A strand of her hair hung over her eyelashes, and she whipped her head to the side to get it out of her eyes as her breath quickened until she was gasping in my grip. She gazed up at me like a cornered wild animal. But beneath her fire and fury, I could see a deep primal instinct slowly taking over.
“Fuck you…” She bared her teeth and struggled against me with all her might. I wrapped my arms around her, savoring the sensation of her skin against mine. My cock ached with my pulse thundering against her full, taut ass, demanding release.
“Why deny what you know is true?” I whispered against her ear. She folded against me as her knees gave a light tremor. “I can feel it.”
“Liar…” she gasped, but the shift in her body only drew us closer. I felt her thighs, slick and inviting, pressing against mine with need. She gasped as her hips angled just enough to place her searing entrance right above my cock. Our eyes locked at the exact same time when the exact same realization came to pass.
Her cheeks flushed redder as a low chuckle rumbled in my chest.
I maneuvered her wrists easily with my right hand and freed my left, not breaking eye contact as I slowly caressed along her arm, over her crumpled robe, and to the tremoring exposed flesh of her chest. Her eyes widened, and she froze, pupils expanding as my palm dragged down the curve of her breast to give her nipple a gentle, teasing roll. A shiver sent her closer to me. She was quaking as I kept dragging my palm down until my fingers found the soft bed of trimmed little curls between her legs.
Her mouth opened, as if she wanted to offer some measure of token resistance. But the words died on her lips as soon as I sank my fingers further down, finding the silky wetness that had flooded her. I teased her open, splaying the delicate folds that coated my fingers in her arousal. She wasdrenched.
“Who’s the liar now?” I whispered into her ear.
A whimper hitched in her throat like music to my ears. My fingers continued to roam among the slickness between her thighs, teasing her clit with little circles that left her gasping. Her eyes glazed over with a thin film of lust—hazy and needy and honest for the very first time.
“All you have to do is ask,” I said, voice soft and low. Her eyes hardened again, and without warning, she sucked in a sharp breath and spat.
I felt the spit slap my cheek. A savage smile spread across my face as I bared my teeth at her.
“All right,” I said. “If that is what you want.”
It was the only warning I gave her before I grabbed her swiftly from the wall and spun her around to face the wall. She did nothing to fight back as I grabbed her bathrobe and ripped it from her body. In a single swift motion, my boxers fell around my ankles and I kicked them away to join the puddled bathrobe.
I pressed myself, hard and insistent, against her. My hands dug into her soft skin.
Elia grunted, trying to press her hands against the wall to push me away. But a single quick hoist of her hips and a nudge of my knees between her thighs was all I needed. All I had to do was angle my hips slightly and my cock would slip past her gorgeous ass cheeks to the inviting warmth that thirsted to be filled.
Oh, you’re not getting off that easily.
Elia shuddered a loud gasp, and her fingers curled against the wall at the sensation of my cock rubbing up against her folds. Wet heat dripped over me as I found an easy rhythm, a teasing reminder of what she herself ached for. The head of my cock flirted with the little bundle of nerves at the peak of her sex, and the whimpers that emerged from her lips with each slow stroke weredelectable.
I dipped my head and pushed my nose into her damp hair. Flowery scent filled my nostrils, and I groaned as my hands roamed up her hips to take hold of her and slide my thumbs over the cute dimples of her lower back.
Elia moaned again, her body shaking in anticipation as I continued to tease and slide my cock against her. I pointedly gave tiny thrusts with my engorged head so that it would press against her clit. Her hips jolted as I pulled back, but I held myself in check.
She whined, and I grinned in return. I couldfeelher defenses breaking with every stroke. Sweat beaded on her forehead, and it took every ounce of willpower to keep from burying myself to the hilt.
But I knew that wasn’t how I wanted to play this game. I wanted her to submit. I wanted her to admit her own desire—to tell me in between each gasp and moan.
Because I was willing to do whatever it took, however long it took.
Until she wasbeggingme to claim her.
Chapter Twelve
Elia
