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“Two shots, salt, and a lime,” Merrick said, tapping the bar.
The bartender handed them over and stood back, watching with interest. I glanced to the other side. Everyone nearby was blatantly staring now, including Vincent Galt who had paused at the far side of the bar. There was a disapproving twist to his brows that sent a twinge of shame through me.
Merrick leaned over me and fitted the shot glass between my breasts. My nipples tightened. That glass was cold. Heat curled, heavy and slow, down between my thighs. Deep inside, I shivered.
He bent over me. “Open for me.”
I obeyed and he fitted a thin slice of lime between my teeth. The tart juice dripped down my chin and spread across my tongue. He licked his thumb and dragged it over the rise of my left breast and stuck the salt to the saliva he left.
There was a ripple of murmuring around us, but Merrick’s eyes stayed locked on mine. He lifted me, sitting with his knees spread on the stool. My thighs wrapped around his waist, my dress riding up to my hips.
He bent, and in a fluid movement, he licked the salt from my breast and took the shot from between them and tilted his head back. With his free hand, he set the glass aside and then his mouth was inches from mine.
Biting the lime and spitting it aside.
Then he kissed me. In front of everyone.
The lights and the music and the roaring disappeared and there was nothing but his mouth and the sharp taste of citrus and tequila. Kissing me, consuming me. Burning me alive.
“Goddamn,” Liam muttered from the corner. “You were right, he is fucking her. Guess I owe you four grand.”
If Merrick had heard, he didn’t care. He reached behind me and the bartender handed him the second shot. He took it like the first, licking the salt off my breast and taking the shot from between them.
Then right there, in front of God and everyone, he spat the tequila into my mouth and chased it with a lime. Crushed in his lean fingers over my tongue until the juice dripped between my lips.
“Holy shit,” I heard from somewhere behind us.
I swallowed.
Merrick bent, kissing my neck. “That’s my good girl,” he whispered.
The spell broke and reality hit me like a cannonball. Everyone was looking. Everyone would know and now, the minute Osian returned from Europe, he would know too.
“Merrick,” I whispered. “Take me outside.”
He obeyed, lifting me down and pulling me across the room. Ignoring all the eyes on us. There was a hallway in the corner lit by strips of light across the floor and he ushered me down it. Not speaking until we were through the exit and standing behind the compound.
He was on me, hand on the back of my neck.
“Merrick,” I said. “What are you doing? Osian is going to find out when he gets back.”
“I’ll fucking deal with it,” he said shortly.
His eyes flicked to my mouth and back up. Fear tingled up my spine. The dark, burning jealousy was back, stronger than ever. His hot mouth dragged over mine, across my jaw, to my neck.
“Open your legs, baby. Take me,” he breathed.
The desperation in his voice shot to my core. My nails dug into his ribs and my spine arced, my body pleading for him.
“I didn’t know you were like this,” I whispered.
“What do you mean?”
I drew back, just an inch. “It’s just a different world than back home. The drinks, the dancers, the people here. I thought you were so laid back, but this…this is your world.”
His lids flickered. “I’m a businessman and I’ll fly off this island with a lot of cash.”
“How much?”
