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“But you’re off limits, little barmaid,” he mocked. “You’re not allowed towant.”
I frowned at that. Leaned in closer to him. There was a slight blankness in his gaze that alarmed me. As if he… didn’t remember me.
“Aren’t I?” I said.
His finger trailed down the V of my neckline, slowly, like he was testing to see if I would back away.
The challenge in his eyes sent a thrill up through me. Just like last time. Like he was daring me to move closer to him. Just like last time.
My throat went dry at the memory.
The smile dropped from his face. His finger trailed down between my breasts, over my tummy, to my navel, pausing there. “Last chance to get away, little bird,” he growled.
“I don’t want to get away.” The words came out a whisper.
But he heard them, because his hands went right round my waist. He lifted me up, pushed me back against the wall. Then somehow my legs were already wrapped around his hips, and he was pressing into me. I could barely breathe. I was all ablaze. Just like that.
“Too late to back out now,” he growled. “I hope you knew what you were playing with.”
I nodded.
He smiled a cynical smile. “Of course you do. Wouldn’t work in this place if you didn’t. How much?”
I flinched.
“Okay, we’ll talk about that later. I promise I won’t disappoint you, sweetheart.”
His mouth nuzzled my neck. His touch of fire burned into my skin. Oh, how I had missed that touch. He held me up effortlessly, as if I weighed nothing. His fingers trailed along the slit in my dress and up my thigh, tickling, tempting.
I shook my head. “Not here,” I whispered, my voice hoarse.
He smiled. “Good. I’d much prefer to take my time fucking you, honey.”
Chapter 6
MARCO
She was a sweet little temptress. I had noticed her the first day she started working at Bordello, but barmaids were off limits. Club rules. And I had plenty of other women to graze on, so I’d kept my mitts off her.
It didn’t stop my eyes from feasting on her at frequent intervals these past few years though.
And now here she was, her legs wrapped around my hips, her back up against a wall. Open, willing, wanton, the way I liked it.
Heck, if I had known it would be this good, I’d have approached her years ago. Made her mine. Who gave a fuck about club rules?
The thought that some other man here might have had her already pissed me off. I pushed the thought out of my mind and trailed my lips up her slender throat.
Her breath whispered out of her tender lips in response, like that mere touch was bliss.
God, what would she be like when I had my cock in her?
I dropped her abruptly to the ground and took her wrist. Led her towards the back exit, where there was a secure elevator leading up to the private floors of this building.
Fuck, it was a long time since I had wanted a woman this badly. I was already rock hard.
I tugged her into the elevator and she tumbled in willingly. I had half a mind to screw her in here, but I wanted it to last. I wanted to see the look on her face when I took her slowly. So I tapped my phone against the scanner and pressed the button for my floor.
Minutes later, we were safely behind the locked door of the apartment my brothers and I kept up here. Sex was good for business, a perk for my associates. Safe sex, of course, for both parties. And this club was the most exclusive and best place for it in London.Nina Sheherazade, the owner, certainly knew how to provide the most stunning array of girls. Smart ones who knew how to play the game.
