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At his pronunciation of abominably, I smirk. He slurs it just a little, sounding so very British that I can’t stand it.
“You’ve been drinking.”
“I admit it. It’s hard to make it through dinner without drinking a whole bottle of whisky.” He looks down at me, amusement in his eyes. “Did you come in here to hide from me, then?”
I tilt my head to the side. “I came in here to hide. Not from you, in particular.”
Keir’s gaze spears me in place. He takes a couple of steps towards me and sinks down against the wall, leaning his head back and looking at me.
Something in the air pulses between us. I bite my lip, trying not to smile.
“Want to know a secret?” I whisper.
“What’s that?”
“Natasha likes you.”
“Oh.” Her rolls his eyes. “She does not.”
“She does. She’s totally in love with you.” I point my finger at him, jabbing him in the chest. “Maybe you should go charm her instead of me.”
He leans closer. I can smell the faint scent of aftershave coming from his neck, where he has unbuttoned the top button of his collared shirt. He arches a brow, smirking. “Is that what I’m doing? Charming you?”
I shimmy closer, breathing him in. Looking up, I’m caught in his beautiful blue gaze.
I shiver. “Why is my body so attracted to your body? I find your personality so repugnant. But…”
“Shhh.” He reaches out and brushes a knuckle over my exposed collarbone. “Enough talking.”
CHAPTERNINETEEN
“You are a terrible influence on me,” Keir teases, running his hands through my hair. “But you know that, don’t you?”
I press up onto my tiptoes and kiss him, not interested in continuing the conversation. He smirks and opens his mouth to speak, but I cut him off by putting a finger to my lips to silence him.
All these emotions are flying around in the air surrounding me. I look up at him, my hand raising to caress his cheekbone.
His gaze locks on mine. I speak softly as I angle his head to just where I want it. “I want you, Keir. I want to feel your cock stretching out my pussy.”
His hands flex against my skin. “Your wish is my command.”
I press my lips to Keir's and his hands find my waist, roughly pushing me onto my back. I gasp and he plows one hand into my hair, pulling my head back.
His burning kisses scald the exposed curve of my neck as he moves down my body, ripping at my dress. He pulls it over my head and exposes the truth: I’m not wearing anything beneath.
My nipples pebble against the cool air as he shapes my breasts with both hands. He presses them together, sucking and biting them, pulling sounds straight from the core of me. I can’t get enough of him, of his hot hands, of his wet tongue. I want him everywhere at once, my body overheating with pure need.
I drive my hands through his dark, silky hair, pulling him closer. My mouth opens and I let out a moan as he swipes both of my nipples with his tongue. Then he moves back and I’m left aching, wanting more.
“Fuck, Ella. You’ve got me all worked up now. I want you naked and writhing before me, begging me for my cock.” Keir tosses my dress aside.
“I want you too, Keir. I’m starving for your touch.” Admitting that much even makes me turn red.
I watch him strip off his shirt and undo the buckle of his belt. I reach for him. But Keir pushes me back against the wall, his eyes dark and excited.
“No. I want you to touch your tits. Play with them, pinch your nipples.”
“Keir–” I start to whine.
