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The thrill of his hand as it suddenly comes up to grip my jaw possessively. The citrus and whiskey taste of his tongue as it shoves its way past my lips to dance with mine. The hair-trigger effect his other hand sliding over my hip has on the heat pooling between my thighs.
I have no idea how long I kiss him for. A minute? Three hours? Forever? But when he pulls away, something hooks into us. Something that sizzles and ignites as his eyes scorch into me like blue flames.
“That was a nice appetizer,” he growls quietly, his grip tightening on me in a way that sends my pulse skipping and my makes my legs quiver.
“What’s the main course, darlin’?” I purr in my southern drawl.
I takes everything I have not to gasp, or maybe to pull away andrun, when I see the dark shadow slide over his eyes, turning the ice blue to the color of a vicious hurricane.
“You,” he snarls darkly. “Right the fuck now.”
2
ELSA
I’d have thoughtI’d be at least a little nervous, if not an outright wreck. But when he closes the door to the private room he’s taken me to, I don’t feel nervous at all.
On the contrary, I feel excited.
Giddy, even.
Hades’ jaw grinds as his eyes slide over me lustily, hungrily. I’ve honestly never had a man look at me with such obvious fire before. But why would anyone hold that back, here at a sex club of all places?
He prowls toward me, making me shiver in anticipation, eager for him to grab me, throw me down, and have his wicked way with me.
But he doesn’t do that. He just brushes past me, letting his fingers slide over my hip. I shudder, my breath catching as my eyes close, waiting for the pounce.
Which also doesn’t come.
Swallowing, I turn to see him continuing on across the dimly-lit room. The walls are a deep blood red like the hallway downstairs, the floor and ceiling are the same matte black, and the furniture is all done in matching tones of matte black, blood red, and gold.
Two couches sit in front of a crackling fireplace. There’s also a fully-stocked bar cart, a door that leads to what looks like a private bathroom, and a bed—a huge, four-poster thing covered in a deep red duvet with the golden Club Venom emblem of the viper emblazoned on it.
“Can I get you a drink?”
Yeah, no. I’m creeping past buzzed right now. If I have anything else, I’m going to be full on drunk, and I don’t think I want that.
Not for this.
I want to be loosened up, but I still want to be in control.
“Thanks, sugar, but I don’t need one.”
Then, in the single boldest move of my entirelife, I lock my eyes with his, reach up, and slip the straps from my shoulders. The dress slips down my body, pooling on the floor around my black high heels with golden bows on them. I’m not wearing a bra, because in what world do you wear a bra with a dress like this? Which leaves me standing there in front of a man, for the very first time, in only cream lace panties and my heels. And the mask, of course.
Hades’ jaw clenches, his eyes roaming over my body. I can feel myself grow warm under his gaze, my nipples puckering to points in the sultry heat of the room.
“So…” I swallow. “Should we do this on the bed, or…?”
He smiles slowly, grinning at me as he takes off his jacket and folds it neatly across the back of the couch. He removes his tie as well, undoing the top few buttons of his shirt as he sits.
I cringe, realizing how clumsily I blurted that out. Okay, maybe I’m more nervous than I think.
“First time here?”
“I…” There’s no use in lying. Plus I’m remembering a law professor I had back at Cambridge who used to joke about only breaking one law at a time.
I’m already hiding who I am from a man thatI know and work with, for the express purpose of him taking my virginity—without knowing it, or me.
