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I moved even closer, planting my butt on the counter a few inches away. As I swung my legs, he lifted his gaze. There was something spectacular about seeing the amount of lust in his eyes.
It was funny how I could do nothing but stare at him all day.
Okay, so maybe that was a teensy tiny lie.
Unless he was naked.
Well, then I’d need to wrap my hand around his cock. Or suck the tip.
“I see that. When did you have time to find this place?”
He laughed and lifted the glasses, gently pushing my knees apart before handing me one. “A rich man never gives up all his trade secrets.”
“Uh-huh. You are a brat.”
“Men can’t be brats, cupcake. You know that.”
“I know nothing of the kind.”
The gleam in his eyes was tempting, a little too much so. I was in the sexy sundress he’d insisted I wear, of course without a bra, and my nipples were already poking through the slender material.
He dropped his eyes, issuing a single growl before lifting his glass. “What do you think?”
Instead of answering right away, I rubbed my palm down his lower abdomen to the thick bulge between his legs. As I stroked and squeezed, he continued making guttural sounds.
“I think someone is way too happy with themselves.” My purr was meant to entice him.
“Oh, really? Well, what’s wrong with wanting to make my fiancée happy?”
“So, I’m still your fiancée? I mean I watched a couple of those rather risqué vids you got. A couple of the girls were pretty hot looking. Besides, there’s no need for us to get married at this point. We solved the mystery. Timothy is facing lots of time in prison, especially since the FBI linked him to a pretty nasty Russian dealer for the poison. My father has agreed to sell you his company. Your brothers have agreed to sit on the newly formed board of directors of the combined firm. You can be the playboy you oh-so want to be.”
“Uh-huh. And you’re going to be the happy little cupcake business owner?”
I took a sip of the bubbly while giving him a mischievous look over the glass. “Why, yes. And you’ll need an appointment if you want to lick icing off this body. Plus, it will cost you a pretty penny too.”
“While you certainly can drive a hard bargain, you seem to forget something pretty important,” he said in an even, deep voice.
“What’s that, boy toy?”
He slowly slipped one strap of my dress down, his eyes never leaving mine. When he exposed my breast, I shuddered.
“I own you. Every. Single. Inch.” He brushed his fingers along the outside of my breast, tickling me until goosebumps popped along my naked skin.
“Not according to the contract I signed. I’m still my own person.”
“Oh, no. We are getting married and you will surrender to me. But I want more than your body, cupcake.” He lifted his gaze once again as he dared to rub his fingers close to my nipple, finally flicking a single finger back and forth across the already hardened bud.
“What’s that?” I breathed.
“Your heart.” When he dipped his head, pulling my sensitive nipple into his mouth, I was thrown by the dazzling sensations. So much so, I couldn’t think straight.
I fisted his hair as I threw my head back, and the feel of his hot, wet mouth was almost too much. He knew exactly how to get to me. The horrible man that he was.
A series of moans slipped past my lips, the fluorescent light above not the reason for the speckles in front of my eyes.
“You are so… bad,” I whispered, licking my bottom lip.
“Yes, I am, but you’re the one who needs discipline.” He pulled away, winking and not bothering to adjust the strap.
