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As soon as I’d asked the question, Elena’s eyes went wild, her gaze bouncing all over the place, and I was sure I could get her to crack with a bit more effort. I needed to up the game, to get her to pass on the questions I knew she wasn’t going to answer, therefore getting her to lower her inhibitions enough via alcohol so I could ask the questions that I really wanted the answers to.
Climbing to my feet, I looked down at her, all tumbling waves of dark hair, big eyes, and pouty lips, her gorgeous body poured into a dress of the silkiest fucking material that I wanted to run my hands all over. But my dick wasn’t running the show, and contrary to some of my previous actions, I did possess a brain.
“I’ll be back.” Without waiting for a reply, I headed back inside and swiped a bottle of vodka and two shot glasses from behind the bar.
When I returned, she was rubbing at her arms, the October air obviously getting to her. It had been amusing to begin with, but now I needed her warm and compliant. So I shrugged off my jacket and draped it around her shoulders.
“What are you doing?” Her wide eyes flew up to mine, her long lashes fluttering as she studied me.
“I can’t have you getting cold and deciding to go inside just when it’s getting interesting.”
“Of course,” she said flatly. But she pulled my jacket tighter around her shoulders, and I bit back a smile as I took my seat. Pouring out two shots of vodka, I placed one in front of her.
“Your turn to ask a question.”
She tapped her fingers against her almost empty glass, thinking. Her gaze lowered, and her voice was soft, almost hesitant. “Okay. Did you like kissing me that night in the crypts? Or…or the next day?”
Hard fucking pass. I picked up the shot and tipped it back, welcoming the burn of the vodka. “My turn.”
The wild look in her eyes faded, replaced with barely concealed lust. “Oh, Knox. The fact you didn’t answer that question tells me everything I needed to know.”
My fucking dick was responding to her, and it needed to stop. “It tells you fuck all. Remember what I said to you? Kissing you was a mistake that won’t happen again.”
Before she could respond, I asked my own question. “Did you like it when I tied you up in the crypts? Spread your legs with the bar?” I leaned closer, trailing a finger up her throat. “Choked you with my mother’s own diamonds tonight?”
Her breath hitched, and my cock hardened even further, straining at the seam of my trousers.
When her tongue darted out to swipe across her lips, leaving them glistening in the low light, I fucking wanted to kiss her, but I wouldn’t. She glanced down at the shot glass, the edges of her fingers brushing against it.
Her whispered reply cut through the silence as she picked up the glass, tilting it to her lips. “Yes.”
My hand curved around her throat, and I tugged her towards me, sending her sprawling across my body. She gasped, throwing out her hands to land on my shoulders and balancing herself on my thighs. The split in her dress gaped open and showed an obscene amount of smooth, long leg.
I lowered my head, my mouth brushing against her hair. “I knew you did. You were practically begging for it.”
“I wasn’t,” she hissed.
“Little liar.” Sliding my hand up her exposed thigh, I felt her shudder against me. “Look at you. You can’t hide the fact that you want me.”
“What about you?” She shifted on top of me, her thigh rubbing against my hard dick. “It feels like you want me. You do, don’t you?”
“Remember what I told you before, baby.” I skimmed my teeth down her throat, enjoying her unsteady breaths and her pulse beating frantically beneath my lips. “I’ve fucked a lot of girls I don’t even like. You’re nothing special.”
“B-but—” Her words cut off on a moan as I sucked a dark mark into her neck. A sign of me that she would be forced to see the next time she looked in a mirror. “That was…wasn’t my question.”
“Let me make this crystal fucking clear,” I growled against her skin. “My dick wants you, butI don’t.”
She stiffened against me, and then she was pulling out of my grip so fast that I didn’t even have a chance to react. Staggering backwards, she put the table in between us. Her chest was heaving, and it just drew all my attention to those gorgeous, full breasts with those peaked nipples teasing me through the silky fabric of her dress. My cock was pounding in my trousers, and it took everything I had to not lunge for her and bury myself inside her.
“Message received,” she said, a tremor in her voice. “I think this game has gone on for long enough.”
Spinning on her heel, she turned to leave.
I only let her get as far as the door. Before she even touched the handle, I was out of my seat and pulling her back against me. One of my arms wrapped tightly around her waist, holding her securely in place. I ran my hand up her arm, up to her hair, brushing it away from her shoulder so I could dip my head to her ear.
“No, Elena.” I bit down on the shell of her ear, making her shudder against me. “The game isn’t over until I say it’s over.”
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