Page 92 of Corrupted Seduction


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But inch by inch, she continued.

Her ribs.

Her toned abdomen.

The flare of her hips.

Another inch, and the dress fell the rest of the way, pooling at her feet.

She wore no bra.

All that covered her now was a tiny piece of black lace.

Her fingers hooked into the sides of the scrap of fabric and tugged. Seconds later, she was completely bare and blushing right down to her tits.

It probably didn’t help when I stayed where I was, looking her over, watching her nipples grow taut beneath my gaze.

“I like seeing you like this,” I told her, taking a step toward her and closing the distance I’d put between us.

“Naked?” she asked, feigning haughtiness.

I shook my head. “Uncomfortable. But I’m a very big fan of seeing you naked as well. But after tonight…”—and all the men eye-fucking her at Onyx—“…I think there is one thing we should get clear. This,” I said, grazing a finger from her throat down the center of her to her pussy. I cupped her there, feeling her wetness against my fingers. “This belongs to me.” I slid a finger inside her, crooking it so that it hit her G-spot and made her gasp.

But she shook her head. “It most certainly does not,” she argued.

Like hell it didn’t. I withdrew from her cunt and grabbed her hand, dragging her fingers between her wet lips. Then I brought them up between us.

“I think your body feels differently,” I said right before sucking her fingers into my mouth to taste her.

She was staring at me; the wheels were clearly turning behind her eyes.

The moment I let go of her hand, the look in her eyes changed. I only saw it for a split second, a fraction of a breath before she slipped sideways away from me.

And she ran.

Her long legs carried her into the living room in three long strides, her dark hair swishing across her bare back and her perfect heart-shaped ass shaking with every step. She snaked around the sofa and fled into the hallway, a flash of pale skin in the dim light.

When she glanced back over her shoulder, her eyes were wide and her lips were parted.

But this wasn’t fear.

This wasn’t like her escape attempts before.

This was all about the chase, the hunt. The game she’d joined me in playing.

And Christ, the woman was fucking killing me here. Just too goddamned perfect.

Every fiber in my body sparked. It lit up as I let her get further into the room before I took off after her.

The moment I caught her, shoving her up against the hallway wall, was the closest I’d gotten to coming without any contact since I was thirteen years old.

I grabbed her arms and trapped them behind her with one hand while I jerked my fly down with the other.

When my cock was free, I let go of her hands and took hold of her hair instead, turning her face toward me.

“Tell me you don’t want this,” I said as I dragged my cock between her lips and the crack of her ass.

“Tell me if you don’t want my cock buried deep in your cunt right now,” I persisted, because while I was a sick fuck, if I’d misread the signals here, I sure as hell wanted to know before this went any further.

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