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I feel her heart beating against my silk covered chest. She trembles in my arms and the sweat is forming on her brow. Her eyes are startled, and she is struggling to deal with the situation. She is perfect.
I never dance, but for some strange reason I needed her in my arms. When I watched her approach, I could read every thought in her head. She was trying to escape me. I loved it. I almost cheered her on, hoping she would run because for a man who loves the chase, it would have made my week.
Her friend was like every other woman I’ve met. Up for it. She was not and her fear is the tastiest dish that I feed from with delight. The terror in her eyes is mixed with lust, and that is my most preferred combination.
Her body slides against mine like spun silk. We fit together like the most absurd puzzle. It’s an intoxicating situation that I intend to enjoy for as long as possible.
She is mine now. Mine to play with. Mine to corrupt and mine to ruin. My beautiful revenge.
The second song merges into the first and she relaxes a little. No longer as tense as she was when I first pulled her into my arms.
I rub slow circles on her back and then splay my hand on her ass, loving how it moves against my fingers, begging to be fucked.
She smells of expensive scent and corruption and I brush my lips against her hair, inhaling the sweet scent of forbidden fruit.
It amuses me to picture Judge Stevenson’s face if he could see his beloved daughter now. In my arms, preparing to be ruined forever.
She is silent; her nerves standing in full view. She doesn’t know what to expect, which is probably a very good thing.
I bend my head and whisper, “You know, birthdays should count for something.”
She says nothing and I say huskily, “They are a first. The beginning of your life when you are born. Every year thereafter you should do a first on your birthday. What will your first be tonight?”
“I came to this club. That is my first for this year.” She says quickly, causing me to smile and pulling back a little, I lift her chin to face me and stare into her eyes, loving how her pupils dilate and her breathing intensifies.
“You can do better than that, princess.”
She holds my gaze and, with a wry smile, says huskily, “I know I can do better, so if you’ll excuse me.”
She attempts to pull away, which amuses me when I see the fire burning in her eyes as she hisses, “Let me go.”
It makes me smile. “Now, why would I do that when we have so much to discuss? So much to enjoy—together.”
I press in harder, and the desire lit in her eyes is a considerable turn on. If this was an ordinary night, I would be bending her over my office desk and delighting in an evening of debauchery, but I have a more extended stay in mind for my wild cat. She isn’t leaving anytime soon, and she’s a fool if she thinks she has that option.
Instead, I grip her hand and say pleasantly, “I have the perfect first in mind for you tonight.”
Without even considering her response, I make for the exit, loving how she attempts to pull back and, as my bodyguard moves behind us, she has no option but to follow me.
We head through the exit and then move to another one at the end of the corridor.
“Stop, I...”
I ignore her pleas and as we push through the door at the end, my guard positions himself against it.
I pull her at speed up the metal staircase and through the heavy door at the top, spilling out into the night sky on the roof of my club.
The wind whips around us and the cold air chills as I guide her over to the edge and push her hard against it, facing the city below.
“Oh my god.” She attempts to pull back as I press against her from behind and wrap my hand around her face, forcing her to look at the busy streets below.
“Look at the city, princess. Isn’t she beautiful? Like a repeatedly fucked woman begging for more.”
“You’re insane.” She says through gritted teeth, and I laugh softly. “Are you just figuring that one out?”
I whisper in her ear, “So, baby girl, why don’t we make this a first to remember?”
“No!” She pushes back, attempting to get away, and I tighten my hold and press in harder. “Why don’t you give in to what your body wants and fuck what your head is telling you?”
