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Does she not know the danger she is in right now? I suppose not. It’s not as though I pluck girls out of my club to ravish. With her innocence, it wouldn't be ravishing, it would be ruining. Yes, that’s what I want to do to her.
“Well, ah—” She licks her lips, her eyes darting around. Oh, little rabbit, it’s too late now. Your destiny has already been decided.
“I’ll get you a drink.” I trail my fingers down her bare arms, wanting to feel more of her softness. When I reach her hand, I take it. “Come,” I order, not waiting for a response. I don’t need one. This is my club, hell, my fucking city.
“Heels!” she squeaks, almost falling again. I grab ahold of her, pulling her to my side.
“Champagne,” I bark at one of the bartenders and nod toward my upstairs office, which overlooks the whole club, before I practically drag the small thing toward it. I ignore the quick, hidden glances I receive from a few of my men. I can’t blame them; this isn’t something they’ve ever seen me do.
It’s not till we’re in my office that I release my hold on her. The door closes behind us. I’m finally able to relax a little, knowing she’s trapped now.
“Whoa.” I watch as she does a small spin. The dress she's wearing, which hits mid-thigh, flares out, exposing more of her to me. The small peek of more skin is more erotic than it should be. I bet she has on more clothes than any other female inside this club, but she’s the only one that grabbed my attention.
“This is pretty cool.” The little temptress peeks around my office with curiosity. “Do you like own this place or something?” she innocently asks.
If this were any other girl, I’d call her a fucking liar, but I can tell she really has no clue who I am. Good. It must be my lucky day because I’m sure that information would surely send this little rabbit running. I enjoy striking fear into most people, but I don’t want her to feel that when she’s near me. And I definitely don’t want her to go anywhere.
“Yes.” She goes over to the windows that line one wall to look down at the people dancing. I lean up against my desk. “Are you old enough to be in here?” With a shy smile, she peeks over her shoulder at me. I grip the side of my desk. I cross a lot of lines, but that’s not one that I will. But I could be patient if I had to be.
“Depends.”
“Tell me you’re at least fucking eighteen,” I grit out.
“Yes.” Thank fuck.
The door alarm goes off. I open it and take the bottle of champagne from the cocktail waitress, as well as only one of the glasses.
My little rabbit watches me as I open the bottle and pour her a glass. “Come here,” I order her. A smile tips on her lips, but she comes to me. Good girl. I hand her the glass.
“Thank you.” She takes a small sip. I can tell from the small scrunch of her nose she isn’t a fan, but she tries to hide it.
“Not a fan? I can get you something else.”
“It’s okay.” She sets the glass down. “I hope it wasn’t expensive.” Her teeth sink into her bottom lip.
“No.” It’s not a lie. To me, it’s not, but to anyone else, a few grand for a bottle of champagne is. I reach out and pull her bottom lip from under her teeth, hoping to replace it with my own.
What's this girl done to me? I’m not acting like myself, but I don’t care. The headache I had earlier is gone, and now there is only her.
“Are you going to kiss me?” She steps closer. I don't understand how she can be both shy and bold at the same time. But yet again, I don’t care. I want her. It’s been so very long since I truly craved anything. She’s too much of a temptation to resist.
“Yes.” I grab her hips, pulling her into me. As my lips claim hers, her soft body melts into mine. I try to be gentle so as not to frighten her away, but the moment my lips meet hers, it's all over. A possessiveness I never knew existed takes over.
I thrust my tongue into her mouth, my hands going to her ass to lift her off her feet. I turn to sit her on the side of my desk, sending half the items on it to the floor. Neither one of us cares. The deeper I kiss her, the more she starts to kiss me back. She’s tentative at first, but lust soon takes over her too. Her delicate fingers are now going for the buttons on my shirt.
“Does the rest of you taste like sugar, little rabbit?” The thought of getting my mouth on other parts of her consumes me. I’ve lost both control and my mind, and I couldn’t care less. My only focus is her and how I can have more of her.
“What?” When my mouth leaves hers, she gasps. I don’t bother to answer her. I drop to my knees, spreading her legs.
“Pull it up,” I bark louder than I mean to. She gives a small jump but does as she’s told. What a good girl she is. I can smell her arousal. I don’t bother removing her panties. I need my mouth back on her. I pull them to the side and take what I’m after.
Her cunt's sweet taste fills my mouth. I lick and stroke her with my tongue, wanting to get her wetter so there is more for me to have. Her tiny body is responsive. It doesn’t take but a few strokes to her clit before she’s coming for me. I don’t stop. I demand another orgasm. I send her over the edge for a second time, and my office is filled with her soft moans. A sound I plan on hearing a lot more of.
I want more, but my cock is harder than it’s ever been in my life. It’s almost painful. As I stand, I pull her panties off. She watches me with those innocent green eyes as I undo my belt quickly. I’m so eager it should be embarrassing, but I don’t give a fuck.
I come down over her, taking her mouth as I pull out my cock between us. “I’ve never done this before.” She speaks against my lips as I align the head of my cock with her opening.
“And you never will again,” I tell her as I sink inside of her in one thrust. A small scream leaves her, ripping through me and making me freeze. The realization that she was referring to sex strikes me like a blow to the face. I was sure she’d meant hooking up with a man she didn’t know. I knew my little rabbit was innocent, but not that innocent.
