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“Fair.” I took a piece of pineapple off the platter and lifted it, “Be careful, it’s juicy.” I taunted her and she rolled her eyes, leaning forward and defiantly taking a bite.
I watched the sweet yellow juice flow over her lips and down her chin before running down her neck. She tried to wipe it away, but I had anticipated her move and grabbed her wrists, pinning them in her lap with one hand. “Allow me,” I growled and leaned forward, dropping my mouth to her exposed collarbone and pulling her robe open to reveal where the juice had run down the crevice between her lace-covered breasts.
“Nicolas,” she whispered but didn’t fight me as I dipped my tongue between her full breasts, capturing the sticky sweetness before trailing it up her chest and neck. She tipped her head back, exposing more of her neck to me and I smiled against her skin at how affected she was by my tongue before collecting the last of the juice on her chin. When I reached her lips, I didn’t even pretend to be there for just the mess, I wanted her lips for selfish reasons, and I took them.
I kissed her, letting the sweet taste of the fruit fill my tastebuds as I pushed my tongue into her mouth. She groaned and pulled her face back, closing her lips to me. “No,” she shook her head as I slid my fingers into her dark hair and pulled her back.
“Are you so quick to end our game?” I said against her lips, licking them and catching her sweet moan as it fell from her lips. “So quick to deny yourself pleasure.”
“I don’t want pleasure if it’s part of your game.” She rushed out. “I don’t want to be played with.”
“Then just enjoy, because I’m in a giving mood today.” I kissed her again and she opened for me instantly. “Good girl.”
A fire burned between us, and I knew she was as affected by it as I was, even if I was more in control of expressing it than she was. “I need clothes,” she whined, “And answers.”
“Do you want either of those things more than you want orgasms?” I challenged and slid my lips around the side of her neck to bite her ear and suck on the lobe as she moaned.
“I-” She panted and fought the hold I had on her hands, and I let her go, fully intending to feel them push me away as her good sense overtook my desirable ones. But instead of pushing me away, she wrapped both hands around the back of my neck and dug her nails in, pulling a growl from my lips as she tilted her head and kissed me deeper.
Naughty girl.
“Reward can come in many ways,” I said after a while and lifted her to stand on her feet in front of me. “Do you want one?”
She chewed her lip and played with the sash on her robe uncertainly. But then she took a deep breath and nodded, “Yes.”
“Take your robe off,” I commanded.
Her eyelids drooped slightly, and she tilted her head back defiantly, “And what will you give me if I do?”
“A sweater. To go with your pants and socks.”
She mulled that over for a moment and then slid the sash free before letting the silk robe glide off her shoulders and pool in a pile at her feet. I leaned back on the window seat and gazed at her sinfully sexy body, curved and delicate in such a feminine way it called to the primal side of me. Her lace bra was baby blue and see-through, barely cupping her generous breasts and there was a navy-blue bow in the center that I ached to tear off with my teeth. Her panties were matching lace, with a navy blue trim edge that I knew ran up between her ass cheeks in a thong cut because I had picked it out for her to wear.
“Run your hands down the front of your body, starting at your neck,” I commanded next, “Slowly caress your breasts as you go.”
“What will I get if I do?” she countered and I smirked at her ability to do business when my brain was short-circuiting from the sexual need burning inside of me while she acted unaffected. But I knew better.
“Shoes.” I raised an eyebrow at her and scratched my bearded jaw. “Kind of hard to go outside without shoes, am I right?”
“Right.” She took a deep breath and I watched in rapture as she lifted her hands to her dark chocolate hair, tossing it over her shoulders and grazing her fingertips over her shoulders to her neck. Her lush lips were parted and her warm chocolate eyes closed as she tipped her head back and traced the graceful lines of her neck and collarbones.
“Sway your hips,” I instructed and she didn’t miss a beat, gently swinging them with a silent song of seduction as her nails traced over the visible hard peaks under her lace bra.
She sighed as she circled her nipples and my cock twitched in my pants. Her fingers drifted lower over her soft stomach and to her hips, before gliding to the center of her waistband where a matching blue bow lay.
“Take them off,” I growled, clearing my throat as my desire turned my voice into sludge. “Bra and panties.”
“I want answers,” She hummed, continuing the sway to her hips as her painted white nails slid under the band of her panties. “Two.”
I would have given her my left leg to see her fingers slide inside the lace, but I didn’t tell her that. “Ask them.”
“Will you answer them?” She challenged, opening her eyes and staring directly at me.
“Ask them, and we’ll find out. But do it quickly or you’ll lose your chance.” I palmed my erection and her eyes glowed as she watched me squeeze the length.
“Why do you hate me?” She asked, bringing her hands back up her stomach to her chest and circling her nipples again. “And don’t for one-second try to say you don’t. I’ve spent my whole life being hated by the people around me, so I know it when I see it.”
She was trying for indifference, but I could hear the anger behind her words, even as she tried to distract me from it.
