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Then I reach out, stroke his still-hard cock, and he looks down to see me do it. Watches me for a few seconds, says nothing, not until I take his whole ballsack in my hand, closing my fingers around it in a warning.
“Ah,” he says, and looks up with a rueful smile. “You know, you’re very talented…for a Bernardi.”
I smile back—bare my teeth, really—and close my other hand around his throat.
CHAPTER10
JULIAN
I’m notsure I’ve ever felt fear before. And I don’t think I feel it now. But what I do feel is something new. Something different.
And that? I like.
The Bernardi Lion has me by the throat—and the balls.
“Are you trying to kill me?” I ask with interest.
His eyes flash as he stares down at me, his hand still on my throat. He could choke me. Break my neck, even. Castrate me, if he was feelingverywicked. My arms are cuffed tight, with no slack at all, and I’m completely at his mercy.
“Don’t keep a guy waiting,” I tell him with a wide smile. “Kill me or kiss me. Make up your mind. Just don’tborem—mmph—“ I find myself cut off when his lips land on mine, and once again, Leo Bernardi has managed to surprise me. When he pulls back, there’s fire in his eyes, but also regret.
Uh oh.
“You should definitely fuck me before you kill me,” I tell him, and I swing, lift my legs up, and wrap them around his waist.
He tries to step back, but it’s too late—I pull him back tight against me with my legs. He’s hard as iron beneath his pants, and I know from experience that he’ll be just as solid inside of me. And speaking of which…
I need to get out of these damn cuffs first.
His hands slide under my ass to cup it and lift me up. Good. I need the slack, the shift of the cuffs, so I can work at the buckles. But I’m distracted by his kissing. How the hell did a man like Leo Bernardi learn to kiss like this? His tongue flicks over mine, and I moan into his mouth, my fingers stilling on the buckles as my cock aches. I arch toward him, wanting more contact. More pressure. Hell, anything would work right now, even—
A cold sensation draws my attention away from his skilled mouth. I stare down at the gun barrel pressed into my lower belly.
“Who’s going to play with you if you killme, big boy?” I ask softly.
His jaw clenches, and he takes several deep breaths as he looks down at me through thick lashes. How did I not notice those lashes before? Long and feathery, they give his eyes a sensuality that one rarely sees in a man so brutally made.
“I’m not here to kill you,” he says at last.
“So you’re here to fuck? Brilliant. Uncuff me and—“
“I’m here with a proposition.”
Curiouser and curiouser. I lean in to kiss him again, looking straight into his eyes. They’re a sweet, syrupy caramel, the kind that melt or go glass-hard depending on the owner’s moods. Right now, his are soft and gentle. So different from his normal gaze, which makes them all the more appealing. The longer I look at him, the harder he grows against my thigh.
“Proposition?” I repeat.
People have usually looked away from me by now. I blink, just to see if he will.
He doesn’t.
He just stares back at me until his head lowers slowly, lips brushing along my cheekbone and then moving down to my neck. “Yeah,” he murmurs. “A proposition.”
I shift against him, let my hard cock rub against his. “Of the sexy kind?”
One of his hands leaves my ass to trail down my chest, his touch light and teasing. “Of the fatal kind. I want you to kill someone.”
I grin. “I’m afraid that particular skill set is not for sale. But I do have manyotherskills.”
