Page 43 of A Villain's Kiss


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“Will I what?” he questions.

“Will you remove your clothes too?”

He smirks and nods. “If you want me to.”

“Together,” I say, feeling a bit more courageous.

This man gives me confidence. I’m not sure why or how—maybe it’s in the way he looks at me—but when I’m with him, I feel sexy.

I lower the straps of my dress and let them drop down until they hit my arms. He watches me intently, his eyes never leaving mine in this small, secluded room.

This is a so-called date.

What happens when this is over?

Do we go our separate ways and never see each other again?

I try not to think about that. Whatever happens after, it’s been fun.

He’s made me see things about myself I didn’t know were there.

Like what I enjoy in the bedroom—oral being a good example of that.

He stops me as I go to remove my heels.

“Leave them on while I fuck you, so you can dig them into my ass when you scream.” I’m shocked at his words, though I shouldn’t be. He isn’t a man who gives you nice lovey-dovey words, his are dirty and laced with purpose, and I like them a lot.

Leaving my heels on, I drop my dress and step out of it, which puts me closer to Jake. So close that if I reached out now, I could touch him. His eyes take in my body, clad in only a pair of black panties.

“They can go.”

I shimmy my panties down, and when I go to unhook them from my ankles, he snaps his fingers. “I want them back.” He holds out his hand, and when I give them to him, he pockets them and smirks.

Now I stand before him naked.

He unbuttons his shirt and removes it with ease while I lick my lips. I can’t help it. I always thought Kyler had a great body, but Jake? Well, Jake is something else. His body is perfection.

Toned, rigid, and hard.

I want to step forward and scrape my nails down his abs.

Jake removes his belt, holds it to the side, then smiles. “You should hold this.” I take it from him, confused, then he removes his pants, and his cock springs free. It’s hard and long.

And holy mother of all things sexy…

It’s pierced.

“Oriana.”

“Mm-hmm…” I can’t raise my face to his because my eyes are locked on his.

He snaps his fingers, and I look up to see him smiling.

“You’ll enjoy it.”

“Will I? It looks like it will hurt.” He shakes his head as he laughs.

“Trust me, you’ll enjoy it.” I nod my head, still a bit skeptical and anxious. “Do you want to touch it, Oriana? Because if you do, you need to get on your knees.”

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