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Let's see how far Silas St. James will bend. I want to push him a little, but not so much that he snaps.
He bends his knees and presses his hips into me, and oh holy fuck.
The hard planes of his body press against me, my breasts crushed against his chest. His hips shift subtly, pressing into the growing heat between my thighs. My breath hitches again, and I bite my lip as arousal pools between my thighs.
I can't stop myself from rocking into him. I bite down harder to curb the moan that's desperate to spill free.
“Now every motherfucker in here is going to picture you when they bend a bunny over the nearest surface,” he growls.
It takes a second for his words to register, the lusty haze enveloping me completely. Confusion pierces my little bubble, and some of the fog seeps out.
“It's none of my business what anyone else does or thinks while they're doing it.”
“They'refucking, Evangeline. If you can't say the word, then you don't get to be here and participate.”
My face flushes with both anger and lust. It's a potent combination. “I'm not afraid to say the word fuck, Silas.” I glance at his lips, plump like he's been biting them tonight. “In fact, maybe that's why I'm here: to fuck someone.”
It's not a lie, but it's not exactly the truth either. I don't need to come to their clubhouse to fuck around. But I would be lying if I said I didn't fantasize about all the different ways and places Nova could make it up to me tonight.
His lips flatten into a straight line and I see his fists clench out of the corner of my eye.
“Is that right, hm?” He brushes a lock of hair behind my ear, his gaze following his hand. “Are you trying to destroy my club?”
Mutely, I shake my head.
“Just my family then, yeah? What a beautiful, poisonous butterfly you are, Evangeline Carter,” he murmurs against my lips. “So beautiful. So tempting.”
His left hand trails from the end of my hair down my side, over the curve of my hip, and settles against the outside of my thigh.
I get a flashback to the way he palmed my thigh when he took me on the back of his bike. It's a sharp contrast to the way he softly drags his fingertips up toward my waist. I hyper-fixate on the sensation, goosebumps flowing freely down my leg.
I exhale a small sigh, though it comes out more like a groan. It should be illegal for something so innocent to feel so indecent.
But it's not just his fingertips caressing my skin. It's the way he crowds me against the wall and shatters any illusion of space between us. It's the way his cock barely rocks against my pussy, sending little shockwaves of pleasure zipping down my spine.
It's the way he makes me feel bold.
“Do I tempt you, Silas?”
He dips his head once. “I thought you were my temptation alone, but now I know.”
I lift onto my toes, getting impossibly closer to him. I won't bridge that gap though. With any other man, I'd happily take charge. But not with Silas St. James.
No, he needs to be the one in control.
“You're wrong. About so many things,” I tell him. From this close, all his features blend together and the only thing that stands out are his eyes.
They've darkened to the deepest blue, like a brewing storm over the lake.
It's the last thought I have before chaos erupts.
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NOVA
Red descendsmy vision when I look for Evangeline and see my brother pinning her to the wall just inside the hallway. It's too loud in here, and I'm across the room, so I don't have a shot in hell at overhearing them.
But I don't really need to listen to know something isn't fucking right. I can't even see her anymore, he's blocking her out entirely.
