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“While you were with Duke, you never tortured anyone?”
“No, Franco, I didn’t. He didn’t know my position in my family because we never discussed it.”
I gulped the rest of the whiskey in one go. The harsh contents burned as it traveled to my stomach.
“I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t blind side me like that again,” I hissed.
He shrugged. “Fine, next time I’ll inform you before we leave for the venue.”
Turning in my seat, I glared at him. “There won’t be a next time. Leave me in my room, Franco. I can’t wait to talk to Quinn. This captive bullshit has to end soon.”
Franco’s dark laughter bounced around the car. He sat the empty glass on the mini bar before he leaned over the console. His nose brushed along my cheek as my back hit the door.
“I think deep down you enjoy torturing fuckers who deserve it.” His lips lifted against my face. “Do you like being locked in your cage where you dream about me?”
Laughter poured from my throat. “I don’t dream about you.”
“Kennedy, I think you do. It would explain why you were so wet for me tonight. It wasn’t the first time I made you wet. Had you come while you dreamed about me, Kennedy?”
My palm pressed against his chest. “I don’t want you near me.”
“Too bad, my beautiful little captive. Tonight, I’ll make you come because I promised I would. Next time, if you want to come all over my hand, then watch me get high off your taste...”
“Shut up,” I moaned, cutting into his words.
My thighs brushed together on their own accord, like I was trying to start a fucking fire in the woods with two sticks.
“Soon I’ll kill my enemy, Lungy. If you extend your skilled talent again, I’ll make you come three times in one night. Once with my hand and twice with my dick.”
My chest rose and fell against his. “Get off of me, Franco.”
His big hand clutched my thigh. “Ok, you don’t want an orgasm later. Noted.” He released me, sinking back into the plush leather seat.
Turning to the window, I tried to control my rushed breathing. The empty glass shook in my grip. I felt like tossing it across the car and watching it shatter against his window.
Franco got under my skin. Why was he pushing my buttons? I hated he realized I fantasized about him. Not to mention, I wouldn’t get an orgasm tonight.
Shit, shit, shit!I inwardly screamed.
I peeked at him out of the corner of my eye as Clip rolled to a stop. Franco stroked the bulge in his tuxedo slacks.
“Going to get one of your escorts to handle that hard on?”
The bulge he sported in his slacks was huge. Did it mean he had an enormous cock?
“Yup. Clip will take you to pick up food. Then he’ll take you home.” Franco threw the rear door open. He exited the car and buttoned his jacket. I tore my eyes away from him, lifting my head high.
It felt like someone had punched me in the chest. I wouldn’t show him that statement affected me. Why did I care who sucked his dick?
Because you want to lick his balls and suck his cock.
My door opened and Franco extended his hand. Briefly, I hesitated before placing my hand in his as I stood to my full height. Franco didn’t give me that much room to get out of the car. Our bodies almost touched; we were so close. He peered down at me, and I stared up into those green eyes that made butterflies flutter in my stomach.
“When we get to the house, you can be as angry as you’d like. Right now, let’s have fun.”
When we get to the house, he said. Did he forget he said Clip would drive me to the house?
As we sauntered deeper into the club, my mouth fell open. There were different color windows for each gambling room running the length of the narrow hallway.
