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“Let me ride you,” she demands, and goes to move, but I keep her in place by my hand at her throat.
Oh, Anya, how I would like nothing more than to watch that perfect body of yours bounce on my dick.
Fuck, I’m getting more addicted with every taste.
This beautiful fucking woman is so used to men being on their knees for her, but I doubt she’s actually felt anything past physical attraction and domination. I’m hellbent to be her first and only she’ll feel anything deeper with. I’ll make her beg for it.
I pull away and bite her inner thigh. Another moan escapes her with one more lick, savoring the taste of her.
Her eyes fly open as I retract my hand from her throat and get up from my knees, my pants now wet.
“What the fuck? You can’t be serious,” she hisses. “Get back on your knees now.”
I graze my thumb across her sharp cheekbone in admiration. I want to gag her on my cock, use those sweet lips for what they were made for.
“Igor would’ve come for you eventually. That’s why I shot him. I think it’s fair you owe me a proper date since I turned down a forty-million-dollar deal for you.”
She slaps my hand away, a wild fury taking over. She’s sexually frustrated, and it gives me satisfaction to know she took my rule seriously.
No one else is to touch her.
No one but me.
“I don’t owe you shit. I also don’t need you protecting me or my honor. I can handle myself, Lake.” She grabs her clutch and shoves me out of the way as she adjusts her dress.
“I wasn’t defending your honor. I was securing my chance of having more tastes of you, if I’m being honest,” I tell her. “Can’t do that if you’re dead, now, can I?”
“That’s fucking presumptuous, thinking you can have a taste whenever you please,” she snaps.
I cock an eyebrow with a smug smile. “I do believe I was between your legs less than a minute ago. Now, get back in the car.”
Any tension from earlier has eased, and I stand back and enjoy the beauty that she is while she’s a seething, venom-spitting she-devil.
“Fuck you. I did what I came here for,” she says as she begins walking away.
“Get in the car, Anya. I can drive you home. You can’t very well walk all the way there.”
A set of high-beam headlights silhouette her perfect figure, and I curse myself. I should’ve known her guards would be close, but I hadn’t even noticed them creeping up.
“Get in the car, Anya.”
“Bye, Lake. I hope you have a collision on your drive back home.” She flips me off.
I can’t help but smile as I place my hands in my pockets.
Under any other circumstances, I would’ve killed the closest person to me if a forty-million-dollar deal slipped through my fingers. But, somehow, I find far more value in watching Red walk away pissed off.
“Good night, Anya,” I call out.
She slams the door without so much as another word, and I find myself laughing.
When was the last time I’ve had this much fun?
Have I ever wanted anything this badly?
CHAPTER 19
Anya
