Page 26 of Captured Desire


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I couldn’t hold it together. Shaking with suppressed laughter, I rose and went to the front of the boat with the crew. When I glanced back, I saw her triumphant little smirk. She was so fucking proud of herself. I couldn’t tell if I was annoyed or impressed by her attitude.

We docked and alighted in the seaside town. It wasn’t large, but it existed mainly as a place for rich tourists to shop so there were plenty of places for her to buy clothes. She walked barefoot beside me as we made our way to the shoe store, but as soon as we got inside she decided to put up a fight.

“I can pay for my own things,” she said coldly.

“Really?” I asked, looking around. “With what?”

She put her hands on her hips and turned to face me. “If you give me my phone back, I can pay from there. I have a job and I make my own money.”

“I’m not giving you your phone back.”

“I’m not using your credit card.”

“You’ve had my cock in the back of your throat,” I said. “I’m pretty sure you can use my credit card.”

She gasped and ducked into the aisle, away from anyone who might overhear. “It was a mistake I’ll never repeat.”

I followed her, leaning on the wall and crossing my arms. “Want to bet?”

“I don’t make bets with criminals,” she said grimly.

“No,” I said. “But you do let them eat your pussy.”

“How dare you!”

“I’m pointing out your own hypocrisy, princess,” I said, my patience finally waning. I reached out and took her elbow and steered her to the women’s section and pivoted her to face the sandals. She shivered as my breath fanned over the back of her neck. “You will pick out shoes and I will buy them. Understood?”

She scowled and those eyes rolled again.

“I would like to remind you that you are my captive and you will obey me or else,” I said.

She swallowed, eyes straight ahead. “How can you say that when you’re hard every time you look at me.”

So she had been looking. “Just because I want to lick your pussy doesn’t mean I’m a good man,” I said, my voice ice cold. “Push me, Iris, but don’t push too far.”

Cowed, she picked out a pair of leather sandals, black heels, and slip-on sneakers. As she followed me to the cash register, I noticed a faint blush at the base of her throat. Like she’d gotten aroused again when I’d threatened her. If she had, that would be an unexpected reaction and I was interested in learning more.

CHAPTER TEN

IRIS

I was out of my depth. I had plenty of smart comebacks, but not the way he did. He had a talent for flipping the script and making the most scathing remarks that somehow made me shamefully wet. And he had no problem using them like a weapon, just like the gun beneath his belt.

When he’d told me he was part of the outfit, I’d assumed I was safe because of my father. But now I wasn’t so sure. Duran Esposito was a powerful man and I was beginning to realize that he did exactly what he pleased.

If he wanted me to be a pawn in his game, I didn’t have a choice but to play. Direct defiance wasn’t working. I needed to figure out how to outmaneuver him without succumbing to his crooked smirk and obsidian eyes.

He’d handed me a weapon this morning when he’d stood up on the boat. I’d caught the burning lust in his dark gaze, I’d seen the flush creeping up his throat. And there had been no mistaking the hard ridge beneath the front of his pants.

He wanted me badly and I could use that if I was clever enough.

I watched him from the corner of my eye as we walked up the street. He had a bodyguard following us, but at enough of a distance that we still had privacy. I opened my mouth to make another smart remark and closed it. He was more intimidating after that moment in the shoe store.

He was walking a few steps ahead, looking perfect in his dress attire. I wondered if he owned any other clothes that weren’t a plain button up made of expensive, light cotton and a pair of flat front, dark dress pants. His shoes were a bit odd, like a mix between dress shoes with the tread of boots.

Like he needed to be well dressed, but prepared for action at any moment. A light shiver skittered down my spine and tingled between my legs.

He was in good shape, lean and muscular, but not bulky. He could move fast if he needed to, despite his strength.

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