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He was fishing. Did he think my father had something to do with the fact I testified all those years ago? That was bullshit. “Ryan.”
“Ryan what?”
What I hated to admit to him was that I didn’t know. I’d asked my mother dozens of times, but all she’d told me was that she’d had me without him knowing at first and initially he hadn’t wanted anything to do with me. I’d realized she’d been hurting for years because of his abhorrent behavior. I had another reason I’d refused to talk to him when he first tried to act like he cared.
“I don’t know,” I finally admitted.
“You’re lying.”
“Why would I? I have no reason to protect someone I don’t know.”
“You know what they say, Jade. Blood is thicker than water.”
“Well, it might be but at this point, I have one living relative left alive, my sister. Even she and I haven’t been very close until recently.”
“I take it her father was a different man.”
“Yes, someone I never met and in truth, I don’t think she did either. Our mother wasn’t the best judge of characters, although she professed to love my father time and time again.”
“Fascinating.”
He still didn’t believe me. What was really going here? I had a feeling his sudden interest in me and the deal he’d made had less to do with creating an heir than it did for solving a mystery.
Or maybe starting a war.
“Just stop it. Stop it!” I exclaimed, my anger increasing. How dare he play twenty questions with me when he’d gaslighted me, fucked me, abducted me, and was forcing me to give birth to another little beast of a human being.
“You will answer my questions, Jade. Trust me. You will.”
Goddamn his smirk, as if I’d just conveyed something he could use against me. Something came over me and I couldn’t stand it any longer. I carefully and slowly lowered my glass to the table. Then I lunged toward him, arcing my arm as I prepared to slap him across the face.
He’d anticipated my move, snapping his hand around my wrist, squeezing with enough force I gasped in surprise. Then he very slowly dragged me down until I was forced to sit in his lap.
The man was harder than before, his cock throbbing against my exposed thighs.
“That wasn’t very nice of you, Jade.”
“I think you should be able to tell by now that I’d not a nice girl.”
Chuckling again, he took a few deep breaths then beseechingly slowly shifted his head toward my ear, nipping my earlobe. “As I said, I enjoy your rebellious side, but choose your battles carefully, my sweet girl.” When he pulled away, he brushed his cheek against mine and I shuddered visibly.
Then he captured my mouth, cupping my chin and holding me in place.
Even though I pressed my hand against him, there was no getting away, no place to run and hide. And the taste of him, cinnamon mixed with bourbon was an explosion of flavors in my mouth. I was quivering, my pussy clenching and releasing as he slipped his tongue inside. While every action he took was dominating, the kiss was an eruption of passion and need, hunger that had surfaced, refusing to be denied.
I was breathless, stars jetting across my field of vision and as much as I wanted to hate this, ignoring the sensations, it was impossible. He swept his tongue across mine, a subtle growl slipping past his lips. With every shift of my hips, his cock throbbed even more. I was wet and hot, my panties soaked, and I had the feeling I’d leave a stain on his trousers. The thought brought a crazy level of giddiness to my mind, and I almost laughed into the kiss.
Instead, I moaned as he brushed his thumb back and forth across my jaw, his fingers digging in. I found myself rolling my hand over his shoulder, tangling my fingers in his thick hair. The scent of him was so overpowering it was almost suffocating, but I’d never felt so alive, every muscle on fire. How could a monster do this? How could anyone find a bad man so tempting?
There would be no answers to my questions. There would be so salvation for the sins I was committing right here and now. But as the kiss became more intense, I lost myself for a few moments, blocking out everything else.
He broke the connection although he held me in place, pulling my lower lip into his mouth. As he sucked, I couldn’t stop the strangled moans, my heart thudding wildly. Then he tipped my head back, exposing my long neck. As he dragged his tongue across my jaw then down my neck, I wiggled back and forth, creating the kind of friction that was mind boggling. Within seconds, I wasn’t certain I could walk away from the moment, the hunger building to the point of utter combustion.
Yet he maintained control; maybe there was some sense of decency in the man, pushing me away then rubbing his thumb across my lips. He ripped at my shirt, easily able to expose my breast. As he pulled my back into a deep arch, he lowered his head, suckling my nipple through the thin lace. The friction between us was multiplying, the explosive desire unlike anything I’d ever felt before. I knew Tristen was sitting right behind us, but I caught a single glimpse, and he wasn’t paying any attention.
Obviously, Constantine had been known to do something kinky like this before. Panting, I closed my eyes, trying to block out the vivid colors pulsing in my field of vision but couldn’t manage. It seemed my body had a mind of its own, ignoring my hatred of the man.
He issued a series of growls then shifted to my other breast, cupping and squeezing with his hand as he used his teeth to pull down the lace. As he sucked on my already hardened bud, several soft whimpers escaped.
