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He quirked an eyebrow. “You think I’ve never tasted myself?” He laughed when my cheeks darkened. “The only reason I haven’t tasted all my hard work running down your legs is because I know you’re sore and the last thing I want is to hurt you.”
I chuckled. “Your hard work, huh?”
“You think it was easy pulling out of you when you’re so warm and tight and inviting?”
My stomach was a swirling mess of erratic butterflies and giddy arousal. I broke eye contact only to have his finger close around my jaw and lift my attention back to him.
“Eyes up, kitten. Whether I’m inside you or not, I want to see everything you’re feeling.”
Holy Christ, this man was going to be the death of me.
“You really don’t play fair,” I whispered.
His smirk was devastating. “I never said I would.”
I felt myself chuckle as I settled my head on his chest. “No, I guess you didn’t.”
He kissed the top of my head. “Don’t fall asleep, kitten,” he said when I yawned.
“Why? I’m so tired.”
His response was to haul me to my feet. I was bundled up in a blanket and led down the stairs only to freeze at the bottom.
The door was open.
“Did you?” I asked.
He shook his head. “I thought you did.”
I clapped a hand over my mouth, horror pulsing white hot through me as I met Darius’s eyes in the semi darkness. “Do you think they heard?”
We were both quiet a long moment, listening for signs that someone was awake and aware of our uncontrolled fucking; the soundproof room was only soundproofed when sealed closed.
“I don’t think they did,” he murmured when only our low breathing filled the space.
I didn’t know what my friends would think or say if they knew about me and Darius. I imagined they would be upset. I’d lied to them for years, something we never did. That was rule number one in the best friend handbook, but part of me was glad I hadn’t told them. They’d made it very clear what they thought on the matter. I didn’t want to be one of those stupid women who thought dating the heir to a criminal organization was sexy. I didn’t love Darius because of his status or wealth. He wasn’t a business perspective. I loved him. That was it.
He took me to his room. I’d never been inside before. Even when we vacationed at the lodge while he was away, his room remained firmly sealed. It wasn’t any different from my room, except his furniture was a heavier, darker oak and his sheets were simple white where mine were a forest green. I didn’t seemuch more than that when he tugged me to the washroom and closed us in.
He’d filled a tub with scalding hot water that still continued to steam, which made me wonder just how hot it had been originally. The room smelled of something like lavender and honey, but faint. There weren’t any candles or rose petals — thankfully. I wasn’t sure how I would have felt about that level of preparedness.
“Here.”
A glass of icy, gold water was lifted off the vanity counter and pressed into my hand.
I eyed it, then him. “Why?”
“Because I said so,” he replied, tapping the underside, urging it to my lips.
I drank, not realizing just how thirty I was until the cool liquid touched my tongue. I was panting by the time the last bit hit my stomach in a rush of frigid cold liquid.
“Good girl.” He wiped the single escaped droplet clinging to the corner of my lip with the pad of his thumb. He sucked it into his own mouth, watching me the entire time, unleashing chaos through my already hypersensitive senses. He took the glass and set it aside. “Drop the blanket and get in.”
“You’re very bossy,” I remarked, but did as he said, sliding the blanket down my shoulders and dropping it to the floor.
Darius smirked. His arm hooked around my middle and I was jerked flush into his front. “Tell me you don’t like it.” The heat that swelled through me started in my belly and pooled all the way up into my cheeks, intensifying his smug amusement. “Thought so. Now, in.”
He helped me into the foamy water, holding my hand until I was submerged to my chin before he slid in behind me. His hard, solid frame settled against my back, tucking me between his long legs.
