Page 16 of King of Malice


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“Hmmm… Don’t tempt me, my sweet. You have no idea what kind of man you attracted.”

“Now, you know I do.” She lifted her head, adding to the temptation.

This time as I captured her mouth, she rolled her arm over my shoulder. The way she tangled her fingers in my hair was a subtle yet powerful gesture. Her hunger knew no bounds.

The taste of her was sweet, the scotch adding to the sultry undertones. My cock was hard and throbbing, something she already knew. She slowly crawled her hand over my shoulder, allowing it to slide ever so slowly to my lap. I leaned back, pulling her onto my chest before taking the glass from her hand. I barely managed to place it on the floor before she pulled the sheets away, wrapping her hand around the base of my cock.

I eased back against the headboard, placing one arm under my head. She tugged the sheet away, a wicked smile remaining on her face. Then she crawled between my legs. There was an ease about her, a quiet storm waiting just under the surface. I had a feeling she’d bite if provoked. That did entice the very predator she’d managed to uncover. She was very perceptive, far too much so not to know that her father was in bed with the Greek mafia.

The only illegal activity that occurred behind the plain walls of Elena’s office was the files kept hidden, detailed notes regarding men who believed they were still in power. I’d held both their lives and their wealth in the palm of my hand. Then the encrypted files had been stolen.

If they got into the hands of the Armenians, they could ceremoniously turn the tables of power within days. If Theodore’s intent had been blackmailing the family and nothing more, then it was possible the issue had died with him. However, I was not only a cautious man but one who refused to believe in good fortune.

Especially since the Armenians had orchestrated the raid.

Whitney slowly rolled her fingers along the insides of my thighs, trying her best to tease me. As she came closer, dropping her head and dragging her hair across my groin, I resisted forcing her mouth onto my cock. That would come soon enough. I was enjoying her playfulness, something I hadn’t allowed in a long time.

Women had meant nothing to me through the years other than a method for release. I wasn’t into casual relationships, and I certainly had no desire to enter in marriage, no matter what my father continued to push.

Then what was this exactly? Not what I’d expected, that was for certain. I couldn’t understand why I hadn’t shoved her into the back of my rental car, driving her to an abandoned facility where I’d visit her ever so often until she’d spilled her guts.

Because you took one look at her.

Exhaling, I fingered her soft tresses, and she promptly pulled her head away, wagging her finger in front of my face. I chuckled from her actions. There hadn’t been a single woman I’d been with who’d dared be so bold. Then again, she wasn’t just any woman.

She continued teasing me, sliding the tip of her finger close to my balls. When she lowered her head, she kept her eyes on me as if certain I’d interrupt her moment of control. The light breeze as she blew across my cock was enough to add more tension to my muscles. I took several deep breaths, slowly starting to relax as I’d done before.

“What do you want?” she asked coyly, darting a single lick across my cockhead.

“Mmm… it’s not what I want but what I need.”

“And what is that?” she purred as she slipped her hand between my legs, rolling my testicles between her fingers.

“Every inch of you.” I fisted her hair, yanking her closer. While there was a look of surprise in her eyes, there wasn’t one of fear or annoyance. Just amusement. Perhaps she’d been trying to push my buttons, forcing me to react.

“What if you can’t have all of me?”

“Then I’ll take it. You’re a smart girl. You’ve already figured that out. Now, open your mouth.”

Instead of following my command, she added pressure to her hold, smiling like the vixen she was. “I wouldn’t threaten me if I were you. I might be more dangerous than you are.”

“Omorfiá. I never make threats. In my world I don’t need to.”

“Why, that’s no fun. Then whatever do you do?”

I tugged her mouth closer to my cock. “I make promises. Suck me.”

“Only if you’re a good boy.” She darted her tongue across my sensitive slit, doing her best to pull away after that.

I was already at the point the ache was becoming painful. As soon as I sat up, I lifted her head. “You’ll learn soon enough that I will taste, take, fuck, and own every single inch of your luscious body. I plan on finishing what I started tonight.”

“Meaning?”

“I’m going to fuck you in your hot, wet mouth. Then I’m going to claim your ass. Can you handle me?”

“You obviously have no clue who I am. I can handle anything.”

If she only knew what her words did to a man like me. I pushed her head down, sliding a full two inches of my cock into her mouth. She greedily accepted it, swirling her tongue back and forth. The anger toward her abated, leaving me wanting to fulfill my promise. As her strong jaw muscles clamped around the thick invasion, I closed my eyes, taking several breaths of her perfume. Her scent covered every inch of my body and I longed to paint every inch of hers with my cum.

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