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“Good girl.” I pulled her bottom lip between my teeth.
It took an effort, but she mustered the clarity to grind out, “Are you going to transport the goods? My father needs the fleet soon.”
“No.” The word was hard. Talia’s eyes popped open. My fingers never stopped moving, however. “Do you know what he’s shipping?”
Talia hesitated. “I wasn’t privy to that information.”
“Then I regret to inform you that you can’t know why I won’t work with him.” I stopped my assault beneath her lacy undergarment. “I’m not the monster you think I am.”
“Screw you,” she hissed, pushing me.
I withdrew my hand and lifted my fingers to my lips. Inhaling her scent, I ran my tongue over the damp digits. “You taste so fucking good, princess.” She really did.
Talia’s eyes flared wide. Her cheeks were still flushed with arousal, and she was breathing hard. I dropped my hold and stepped back.
“Goodnight, butcher.” Talia smoothed her skirts, glaring at me as she moved backward.
I slapped my palm against my breast. “You wound me.”
“Good.” She turned and began a hasty retreat across the breezeway.
“I expect you at eight sharp in my office to go over the details of this weekend’s dinner.” I crossed my arms and leaned back against the door.
Talia’s shoulders pulled even straighter, but she didn’t miss a step. With a laugh, I returned to my room and shut the door. The locks clicked into place with a certain finality.
Going to my desk, I pulled up my laptop and the security footage. It might not be ethical to have hidden cameras on one’s wife, but I didn’t give two shits. This was why I kept her close, to monitor my opponent and anticipate her moves.
It was clear those emails from her father held a code. The security firm I employed had read them without her knowing we could peer into her digital correspondences. Since my enemy used a code, it no doubt meant they suspected we could read the emails. Why the hell Gustave wanted to create tension between us, I couldn’t guess. Maybe he did have something that needed shipping immediately, and he couldn’t wait for Talia to gain my trust. And if that was true, then it wasn’t something I wanted within a mile of my fleet.
What Talia and her father didn’t know was that I wasn’t just a smuggler. The shipping empire my family had was a legitimate business; none of our dirty money touched that enterprise. I had good managers in place to run the business, which left me free to pursue my own proclivities. However, as the overseer, I ensured nothing illegal passed through my ships.
Whatever game my enemy was playing, I couldn’t understand why he was giving his daughter the impossible task of making me bend. Could it be that he wanted us to get into an altercation where she could kill me in self-defense?Hmm...I would have to rein a heavy hand on my temper.
The conversation between Talia and me had proved not only sexually charged, but I’d made sure she would fixate onwhather father needed shipped. It was clear she didn’t know. Did that mean she was ignorant about most of his illicit ventures and was just a good little soldier with limited information? That thought proved to be a fascinating development. It was something that would need remedying. A plan formed in my mind on how to break to her what her father’s empire was built on. I wanted her to know every ugly truth. Maybe, just maybe she’d help me lure her father into the open.
Otherwise, I still had no qualms about using the daughter to get to the father.
I was still watching the cam, and at that moment, I saw Talia burst into her room and slam the door. There was no sound on the monitor. If I wanted to listen, I would have to use the software from the bug in the ring she wore. There was something totally erotic about watching her movements while mentally filling in the sound effects. My strategizing fell to the back of my mind as she walked over to her bed and threw a pillow. I chuckled at the screen.
Ack, little princess, is that the best you can do?
I could still taste her rage. Maybe it was my imagination, but it seemed on the screen that her lips were swollen and bruised from my kisses. The thought had my blood boiling.
Talia spun about, and it looked as though she roared with rage as she fell backward onto the mattress. With an arm flung over her face, I watched her breasts heave. They appeared taut at this angle, straining against the fabric.
And then she slid her other hand down the length of her body.
“Yes, princess, that’s it,” I growled.
Talia pulled her dress up and revealed...red panties. Oh, have mercy.
My body jerked at the beautiful sight. She didn’t bother undressing but moved her fingers right back where mine had been. Her circles weren’t slow and torturous, however. She was working fast, revealing how needy she was.
Well...I was too. I pushed my sweats down and my dick sprang free. Fisting myself roughly, I pulled hard as I watched my bride. My hand was dry, but I knew damn well how soaked that pussy was.
This was the safest way to have her—from a distance. And if I could arouse her more often, watching her was going to be my favorite guilty pleasure.
Rubbing myself hard, I groaned as Talia slipped her fingers into her core. She angled herself on the bed, pulling her feet up and bending her knees, so she could reach down with her other hand and continue the ministrations on her clit.
