Page 25 of Revenge In Paradise


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She blinked. ‘Um...well...’ she said, her uncertainty in contrast to her ballsy behaviour so far. Her gaze darted away from his. ‘That’s...’

‘Don’t lie,’ he said, annoyed now and not even entirely sure why. Why did it bother him so much?

Her gaze met his at last, and her expression filled with that captivating mix of innocence, boldness and sass.

‘No, I’m not a virgin,’ she said, but before he could quiz her on the assertion—because he didn’t believe her for a second—she added, ‘Not any more, anyway.’

‘What the...?’ He swore softly, blindsided by the admission. And even more aroused by the way she announced it. As if it were no big deal.

Except it was, to him. Because he’d never been anyone’s first before.

Why him? Why now? And why hadn’t she said anything sooner? When he’d been pushing her to sleep with him? To spend the night? Had he taken advantage of her innocence without realising it?

Damn, was that why she’d flinched? Why she’d looked so shocked when he’d first entered her? Not because it felt good but because he’d hurt her, and made her bleed?

‘Why didn’t you tell me?’ he managed, ashamed now of how eager and pushy he’d been with her. Because it made him feel like his father. A man he’d always hated, and never even met.

She shrugged. ‘Why would I tell you?’

‘Because...’ He choked to a stop, both outraged and annoyed... And still aroused, which only outraged him more.

How did that even work? She’d set him up, made him feel like the reckless, womanising bastard who had sired him. And he hated to even think about that son of a bitch. But worse, how could he still want her so much when she’d lied to him?

‘I mean, I don’t see how it’s any of your business really,’ she added.

‘Of course, it’s my business,’ he shot back, losing what was left of his cool.

‘Why is it?’ she asked. Was she being deliberately disingenuous now, just to annoy him?

‘Because I’m not in the business of deflowering virgins if I can help it,’ he said flatly—then felt like a jerk.

He’d always been relaxed about sex, had certainly never taken it seriously, because as far as he was concerned it was a basic physical urge, to be enjoyed and then forgotten about. But somehow, she’d made him sound like a pompous seventeenth-century Lothario.Deflowering virgins...Who even said that?

‘Okay,’ she said, staring at him as if he’d lost his mind. But then her gaze drifted down to his lap.

He grabbed the sheet to cover the aching erection, but it was already too late, the colour in her cheeks had taken on a rich, redolent glow, the fierce sparkle in her eyes making the need swell alongside the indignation.

‘Well, if it’s any consolation,’ she began carefully, her full lips quirking in a mischievous smile, ‘for someone with no experience of deflowering virgins, you’re remarkably good at it.’

‘You little...’ he shouted, flinging back the sheet.

He leapt out of bed, furious with her now, but also still furiously aroused. What the hell!

She slammed the bathroom door as he charged across the room, ready to... Well, he wasn’t even surewhathe was ready to do... But first he had to get his hands on her.

This was no laughing matter. He felt responsible for her now, and weirdly ashamed. Somehow, she’d made this so much more than a one-night booty call.

And he was pretty sure it was deliberate.

One thing was for certain, she really was different from every other woman he had ever met. Because no other woman had ever wound him up to this extent. Not even his mother.

Alicia Rocco had never intended to drive him nuts, she had just been needy and fragile and pathetically desperate for any kind of male attention...

Milly Devlin, on the other hand, was a little ball-buster—who had deliberately tied him in knots as soon as he’d set eyes on her.

Good, hard, sweaty sex, on his terms, and at his convenience, had been supposed to remedy his Milly Devlin problem. Instead, she had just made it a hundred times worse.

He reached the door and slapped a palm against the wood while grabbing the handle with the other. But just as he twisted the knob, to yank the door open, he heard the lock snap shut.

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